The Primordial Law

Chapter 431 The Hidden Ancestor Emerges, Insects Cry Across the Land

Tang Wanzhou, dressed in black armor, stood on the towering, mountain-like city wall of Beitang Pass, alongside several powerful figures from the Northern Frontier, gazing at the vast plains ahead.

At noon, the sun shines brightly.

Gray clouds rolled in on the horizon, obscuring the blue sky.

Before long, their entire field of vision became dim and dark.

Tang Wanzhou looked at the giant stone at the top of the battlement, where the dust on it vibrated gently and rhythmically: "The army of the dead is here!"

Beneath the city gate, a towering, deformed human leader, his voice imbued with magical energy, shouted towards the area beyond the pass:

"The battle formation begins, the war drums sound."

"The snow-capped mountain remained still, while the three weapons were unleashed simultaneously."

"Thump! Thump..."

The magical war drums sounded, and the sound waves spread for hundreds of miles.

Beyond the pass, on the brown plains, the northern army stood in battle formation, spears pointing to the sky, and array patterns flew from the armor of each soldier and the magical weapons in their hands.

The military formation came together.

The fighting spirit of all the soldiers, within the formation, coalesced into a majestic snow-capped mountain. The mountain, a thousand meters high, stretched endlessly, majestic and imposing, radiating boundless chill and an unshakeable aura.

It represents both military might and the imposing presence of the mountains.

"Swish!"

Paper money rained down from the gray clouds, scattering across the "snow mountain" formation, symbolizing fighting spirit and momentum.

The burning of paper money is an attempt to shatter the spirit of the army.

Then came the deafening sound of rushing water from underground.

"boom!"

At the front of the battle lines, the earth cracked open, creating a fissure several miles wide, from which a black tide tens of meters high surged forth. The stench was foul, filled with a putrid, corrupting power, and it swept towards Beitang Pass in a devastating torrent.

"The army of the dead has brought the Dark Sea of ​​the Five Decays. Today, either defend it and defeat it, or the living realm will perish and become the first part of the Netherworld of the Dead. Sons of the North, fight!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill..."

Tang Wanzhou and other giants of the Northern Realm of Longevity flew to the forefront of the army's battle formation, controlling three ancient heavy weapons that flew out from within the formation to strike the overwhelming black tide.

Above their heads, amidst thick, dark clouds, appeared an army of malevolent spirits.

A ghost city, far larger than Beitang Pass, revealed a corner of itself in the void, with its city walls, moat, and towers all visible, creating an extremely awe-inspiring sight.

A departed spirit stood atop the ghost city, opened its eyes, and transformed into two bright moons, illuminating the world.

The ground trembled, and a loud bugle call sounded.

The army of skeletons marched swiftly forward, raising clouds of dust. Some were mountain-sized beast carcasses and skeletons, moving alongside the army with overwhelming power and terrifying might, crushing patches of the plains in their wake.

A dense array of battle flags and banners stood amidst a sea of ​​corpses.

In an instant, the sounds of battle erupted from both sides.

The dragon-headed camel and the three-headed lion with blue flames led the charge out with the beast cavalry.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

Horns and war drums resounded throughout Fengzhou as the human and undead armies of the northern border clashed, fighting to carve out a space for survival and their future destiny on this vast plain.

Fearless, only ready to fight to the death.

Tang Shituo stood at the North Heavenly Gate of Yuntian Immortal Plain, unleashing the "Immortal Slayer Sword," the supreme magical weapon of the Snow Sword Tang Court, and slashing towards the Ghost City beyond the heavens.

The supreme power erupted, instantly unleashing a howling wind and swirling snow across the mountains. Amidst the deafening collision, within the clouds, a corner of the ghost city shattered, its array proving unstoppable.

……

The southern border, the Qiubei Plain.

The entrance to the underground immortal abode is a canyon that is tens of feet deep.

The armies of countless southern forces, including the Zuoqiu Clan, the Jiuli Clan, and the Qi Family, marched desperately and finally assembled on the snowy plains at midday, forming a battle line that stretched for five hundred miles.

Hundreds of small groups of troops have been dispatched to intercept and kill the rice corpses crawling out of the ground.

They can't be killed off completely.

The Immortal Master Zhuang Shiyan of Du'e Temple stood solemnly in the clouds.

Looking at the countless rice corpses scattered across the ground like black dots, he felt utterly helpless. No matter how high his cultivation level, his individual strength was insufficient to kill them all. He could only watch helplessly as towns, villages, and county seats disappeared, devoured by the rice corpses.

The killing spread rapidly, engulfing the entire habitat.

Looking out over the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain, I sensed the transcendent aura emanating from the Demon Kingdom, the Demon Clan, and the Netherworld, including the Demon Prince, the Second Palace Master, Lord Lan, Qilin Zang, Qingluan, Ziluan, and the Mountain Lord Huihuo, as well as the energy of nearly ten supreme magical artifacts.

The entire Yuntian Immortal Plain and the surrounding area were as if they were being boiled.

Faced with such a formidable force, even Zhuang Shiyan, a top-tier expert at the transcendent level, knew that going there would mean certain death, and he would perish in an instant. It was unknown how long the Mist Emperor, with his unparalleled charisma, could hold out.

Below, the Confucian and Taoist patriarchs of the Zuoqiu sect brought Zuoqiu Hongting back from the direction of Fuzhou, and they walked into the military camp one after the other.

But Jiang Ning and Zhuang Yue were nowhere to be seen.

Zuoqiu Hongting, dressed in a Taoist robe, looked solemn, her usual optimism gone, unsure how to explain things to Li Weiyi in the future.

The Confucian and Taoist patriarch sighed, "Who could have imagined it? I'm afraid she herself was unaware of it. Don't blame yourself too much. The Jiang family has been planning for a thousand years, and it's very likely that they were preparing to welcome back the ancestor of the source of benevolent rice. If I hadn't arrived in time, you would have been trapped, and your life would have been uncertain."

A cold wind blows from the south, and the flags in the camp flutter in the wind.

The wind carries the chirping of insects. "Chirp chirp!"

The insects chirped loudly, their sound carrying far.

The Confucian and Taoist patriarchs and Zuoqiu Hongting quickly walked out of the tent and looked south.

Suddenly, a strange insect with wingspans exceeding a thousand meters emerged from the clouds, unleashing streaks of golden lightning.

That strange insect was exquisitely beautiful; with each flap of its wings, it scattered endless specks of light.

"It's actually still alive! That's wonderful! Now that it's been reborn, we can withstand the army of rice corpses and the ghostly soldiers of the Netherworld, and the casualties among the people will be under control." The Confucian and Taoist Ancestor stroked his beard excitedly.

He is the hidden ancestor of the Jiuli Hidden Sect.

The Hidden Ancestor was born this morning, and the chirping of insects came from Lizhou, passed through Zhizhou, and traveled thousands of miles to the Qiubei Plain.

Beneath the seven southern states, all insect swarms obey commands.

All the commanders of the strange insects, including those of the lord-level, crawled out from the ground, leading their swarms to devour the rice corpses that were rushing towards Lizhou. The dense swarms reached the Qiubei Plain and surged towards Fuzhou.

"Is this... is this the legendary ancestor of our Jiuli tribe?"

"So Lord Cangming is still alive."

"If we had known that Lord Cangming was alive, why would our Jiuli tribe have had to put up with the attitudes of the Suizong and Guanshan all these years?"

"Excellent! From now on, who will dare to underestimate the strength of our ancient clans? Lord Cangming can summon the entire swarm of insects beneath the Lingxiao Realm, which is equivalent to the endless army of the Jiuli. Conquering the world is not out of the question."

The Jiuli army was in an uproar.

For a long time, the Jiuli tribe has been in an awkward position because it has not been born into a transcendent state. Not only are they frightened by the Coffin Mountain and have to pay tribute every year, but they are also subject to the control of Yang Shenjing of the Suizong.

Cangming was a strange insect raised by the eldest son of the Jiuli god, "Cangwang," and it has disappeared from the Jiuli tribe for over a thousand years.

It has been raised by the Jiuli Hidden Sect.

Only a very small number of people in the Nine Li Hidden Sect know that it is still alive.

Yin Jiu and Yin Shiyi rode on exotic beast mounts, positioned at the forefront of the army.

Yin Shiyi sneered: "As soon as the Hidden Ancestor showed up, they all became arrogant and actually wanted to fight for the world? If the Hidden Ancestor hadn't been hiding, he would probably have been dragged down and killed by them long ago."

Yin Jiu wholeheartedly agreed: "With the terrifying ability of the Hidden Ancestor to rally support, if he hadn't been hidden, he would have been regarded as a potential threat and eliminated long ago by Qilin Zang and the Crown Prince of the Demon Kingdom."

The commotion underground grew louder and louder.

Giant, strange insects emerged from canyons, volcanoes, deep pools, and underground caves, chirping southwards in response to the Hidden Ancestor.

The chirping of insects spread from the southern border to the neighboring western and eastern borders, and insect swarms broke out in many places.

The dark swarm of insects was the first to rush into the underground immortal abode.

The Confucian and Taoist patriarchs, Zhuang Shiyan and other transcendent and immortal giants followed closely behind.

The war to attack the headquarters of the Rice Cult had officially begun.

The Rice Cult has been setting up its underground immortal abode for a thousand years. It is full of dangers and requires several times the strength to forcefully attack it.

The spatial teleportation arrays in those Rice Ancestor Temples have been destroyed by the Rice Cult, so the only way to access them is through the underground Immortal Abode.

Zuoqiu Xuanming, the strongest in the Southern Territory, stood beside the Hidden Ancestor, holding up the Xihuang Bagua Mirror, his gaze sweeping across the prefecture, searching for another exit of the Rice Sect to block at any time.

At the same time, he must protect the safety of the Hidden Ancestor, otherwise he risks his own demise if the enemy's top transcendent beings get close.

……

Nanyan Pass was shrouded in eerie clouds stretching for hundreds of miles, causing the pass to collapse and leaving behind ruins.

Eight thousand giant spirit soldiers lay dead on the ground, blood stained the city, and battle flags turned to mud.

General Taishi Qingcang of Nanyan Pass, with his long hair disheveled and blood gushing from all his wounds, gasped for breath, holding a broken halberd, and stared at the enormous demonic figure hundreds of meters tall in the blood mist, his teeth clenched and his eyes defiant.

The Four Extreme Ape King reached out a giant hand, seized him, crushed his body, and threw him into its mouth.

Its head is enormous, topped with a five-colored mountain, and it can mobilize the power of the five elements in the world.

It was thanks to this Five-Colored Mountain that the Four Extreme Ape King cultivated at an extremely fast pace. After cultivating for 1,600 years, his combat power had surpassed that of veteran transcendent beings like the Crimson Phoenix. He was once able to challenge the Zuoqiu Clan in the Southern Territory, unlike the Coffin Mountain Taboo which required him to hide.

One of the four ape arms held a burning spear.

The spear was hundreds of meters long and as thick as a millstone.

"Boom!"

The flaming spear was swung out, shattering the South Heavenly Gate and its formation into a shower of debris, demonstrating its extraordinary combat power.

The Four Extremes Ape King strode up to the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain, his mouth full of sword teeth, and roared loudly: "Today, I, the king, have also come to participate in the battle to kill the emperor! The Lingxiao Realm should be transformed!"

The Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain, a thousand-mile region south of Lingxiao City, is now in ruins.

Black scorched earth, sword marks stretching for hundreds of miles, collapsed hills...

Zen Sea Mist stood beneath the south gate, blocking all powerful enemies at the city's southern edge. More than half of her body had turned to bones. She consumed the fourth imperial herb, then drew her sword and surveyed the transcendent figures before her.

Red-clad figures, a ruined city, high above the clouds.

Behind them, the southern city wall of Lingxiao City had completely collapsed, leaving behind a scene of devastation.

Half an hour earlier, Chen Su, who controlled thirty-six earth veins, was ambushed and killed by the vengeful spirit Chao Ran, who was hiding in the city. Chao Ran was then suppressed and killed by the Third Palace Master using the Nine Heavens Cloud Array.

The Immortal Plains Formation has been riddled with holes by powerful demons such as Qilin Zang, Qingluan, Ziluan, and Shanjun Huihuo, who used two supreme magical artifacts.

Huo Di, who was in charge of the Immortal Plains Formation, and Taishi Gong, one died and the other was seriously injured.

(End of this chapter)