The Primordial Law

Chapter 434 One month later

"From this day forward, the transcendent spirits surrounding the Lingxiao Realm will likely all have to hide deep within the Netherworld. In particular, the powerful spirits who once occupied the 272 states of the Lingxiao Realm."

Xia Jin noticed something, stretched out her finger, and touched a drop of golden blood on the ground: "The Mist Emperor is bleeding! Yu Daozhen and Qilin Zang are truly amazing. In their youth, they were invincible in their respective eras."

Those young emperors who reached the Dao Seed Realm only possessed combat strength comparable to martial arts emperors in their youth.

To become the Emperor of Martial Arts, countless hurdles must be overcome. In the future, one must always stay ahead of one's contemporaries, reaching the pinnacle of every realm, without the slightest slackening.

The Demon Kingdom's Crown Prince and Qilin Zang were also young emperors thousands of years ago.

They have cultivated for thousands of years, defeating and killing countless young emperors, to reach their current level of cultivation. They are only one step away from becoming true martial arts emperors.

The potter put away the clay lamp and tucked it into his pocket.

He dares to take treasures that even the Flower Demon King wouldn't dare to touch.

Suddenly.

Xia Jinyu's face tightened slightly as she sensed the aura of the demon emperor. She immediately flew out of the Earth-Cracked Canyon, landed on the ground of the Fire Plains, and looked westward.

A loud phoenix cry came from an endless distance, extremely melodious.

Even though she was the Flower Fairy Queen, she knelt on one knee at this moment.

"What's there to be afraid of? I don't believe it would dare to invade the Lingxiao Realm and bring about a demonic calamity. The martial arts emperors of the human race are not all dead. There are rules for emperors." Master Guan said nonchalantly, showing no fear whatsoever.

He was certainly not afraid.

Given Fei Feng's cultivation level, she wouldn't care whether he felt awe or not.

However, the idea that the demon race dares to be so awe-inspiring is another matter entirely.

Zen Sea Mist stood proudly above the Western Plains, surrounded by four immortal gates, which had been seized from the Demon Kingdom's crown prince.

She stood in mid-air, her golden hair flying like silk threads, her eyes sharp, traversing the distant void to meet the gaze of the phoenix from the far west.

The Void Sword in his hand emitted a piercing sword cry in response to the flying phoenix.

The cries of swords and phoenixes intertwined, resounding throughout the western lands.

"Xiao Zhang, I'm entrusting the Lingxiao habitat to you!"

Zen Sea Observation Mist's eyes were firm. He was not intimidated by the aura of the flying phoenix. Instead, he drew his sword and continued westward to pursue the heavily wounded and fleeing Qilin Zang.

She was very clear that since she had chosen to show herself, she could no longer stay in Lingxiao Realm.

Because then, Fei Feng would have a reason to take action. His former enemies would also come knocking on his door one after another.

Rather than inviting trouble to the Lingxiao realm, it is better to take the initiative to go out, face the challenges head-on, and gradually fight our way back to the Emperor's realm.

The Ashlands of the far west before her would be the first life-or-death hurdle she faced. It was either overcome or die; there was no third option.

The Third Palace Master and Tang Lion Camel were chasing the Demon Kingdom's Crown Prince, whose ancestral field had been destroyed by Zen Sea Mist. The latter was seriously injured and fled north, heading straight for the Netherworld of the Dead.

"Master..."

The Third Palace Master murmured to herself, her heart filled with bitterness.

How could she not understand her master's good intentions?

If Master does not go to the Ashlands of the Far West to confront the Wrath of the Flying Phoenix, then the Wrath of the Flying Phoenix will descend upon every human being in the Lingxiao Realm.

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Li Wei fought his way through countless miles before finally escaping the rice corpses and entering a prefecture unaffected by the rice-planting by the Yin Corpses.

I dared not linger, always feeling that a crisis could strike at any moment.

His internal energy was severely depleted, and his physical strength was severely overdrawn.

The battle against Yun Tianxian was originally a hopeless one. Perhaps the entire Lingxiao Realm will become a demon kingdom, a rice field, or a part of the Netherworld of the Dead.

In short, there is no living space for humans.

What should we do next?
As Li Wei hurried along, he pondered whether to return to Lizhou. If the entire Lingxiao Realm had fallen, how could Lizhou possibly escape unscathed?

Given Yang Shenjing and Suizong's deep hatred for the Jiuli tribe, they would definitely try to exterminate them.

"Master...Master...Father..."

From the back of her neck, a little girl's tender voice rang out, like a murmur in a dream, followed by soft sobs.

Li Weiyi was overjoyed.

That's great! Yu Yaozi has actually woken up.

Although Chan Hai Guan Wu obtained her two Other Shore Heaven Pills, they were not cultivated by him, so he was definitely unable to fully master them and could not unleash the same combat power as Yu Yao Zi.

The climate in the eastern region is relatively warmer, with warm currents blowing in from the East China Sea.

The mountains are tall and covered with lush vegetation, remaining verdant even in winter, free from ice and snow.

In the valley, by the stream.

Li Weiyi unfastened his cloak, put Yu Yaozi down, and let her sit on a boulder by the stream. After careful consideration, he still bowed and said, "Great Palace Master, the situation in Lingxiao City is critical. Your master, Chanhai Guanwu, asked me to take you away. Now that you have woken up, we must go back to help her immediately."

There's no way to not be careful.

Does anyone know how much Yu Yaozi has recovered?
If he's still affected by the Six Thoughts Mind Mantra, give him a Little Field Order, and he won't even know who to cry to.

Yu Yaozi was still sleepy, her small, snow-white hands poking at her eyes as she cried very sadly, like a little girl who had just had a nightmare and hadn't yet recovered from the terror of the dream.

She pouted, looked at Li Weiyi, and burst into tears: "Master, they all bullied me, they hit me, it hurt so much... Waaah..."

Li Weiyi frowned, suspicious in his heart. He recalled carefully that the girl had never left his side since he took her from Chanhai Guanwu.

The problem definitely wasn't with him. Did Zenhai Guanwu switch babies?
Li Weiyi walked over cautiously and whispered, "Grand Palace Master, let's stop joking. Lingxiao Realm is truly in imminent danger."

"Waaah, Master, what are you saying? I'm Yu'er! Don't you recognize me?"

The little girl cried even harder: "I'm so scared, they all hit me, Master... I think I'm having a nightmare..."

She hugged Li Weiyi, who was walking towards her, and snuggled into his arms, her whole body trembling.

Li Weiyi spread his arms wide, not daring to touch her at all, his expression tense: "Grand Palace Master, let's make this clear first, you hugged her yourself, it has nothing to do with me."

Li Weiyi felt that Yu Yaozi's current state was very similar to Tang Wanzhou's back then.

Moreover, it's even more serious.

Li Weiyi guessed that Yu Yaozi mistook him for her master for one reason: before Chan Hai Guan Wu, she had been telling her that her master had returned.

In her mind, her master was the person she was closest to and trusted the most.

Secondly, because of Yang Jia, Li Weiyi has a wisp of the soul of the Zen Sea Observation Mist within her, which will definitely be sensed by her subconscious.

An hour later, it was completely dark.

Li Weiyi finished his meditation and glanced at Yu'er, who was quietly curled up against him.

She hugged her small, jade-like feet, mimicking Li Weiyi's cross-legged posture. Her big, round eyes darted left and right, filled with fear of the dark, yet she tried her best to appear strong.

Noticing that her master had woken up, she whispered, "Master, I'm a little cold..."

cold?
With your physical strength, how could you feel cold?
Li Weiyi had a headache, and finally sighed helplessly, "What is meant to be will be."

But some preparations must be made in advance.

With a snap of his fingers, Li Weiyi conjured a ball of spiritual light and flame, which floated in mid-air, illuminating an area of ​​several feet.

Heat is released.

He took out a pen and a notebook from his pouch and quickly began to write: "The first day I met the Grand Palace Master, it happened like this..."

He wrote down in detail what had happened between the two of them that day.

All the dialogues, even the weather, time, and location, are written down clearly.

When she regains her memories and cultivation in the future, there will be an explanation.

"Wow, Master, you're amazing!"

Yu'er stood up barefoot, stretched out her small hands, and warmed herself by the spiritual flame, her eyes filled with joy and admiration.

Li Weiyi gasped and also noted down the phrase, "Wow, Master, you're amazing."

He closed the booklet and said, "Grand Palace Master, we must go. Danger may come at any moment."

"Ok!"

Yu'er nodded and looked at him.

Li Weiyi walked in front, and she followed behind.

She wasn't wearing shoes, and the pebbles and dead branches on the ground occasionally hurt her feet, making her wince in pain, but she gritted her teeth and didn't utter a sound. She always felt something following her, and would turn her head every now and then.

Suddenly, a nightingale's cry startled her, and she rushed forward, hugging Li Weiyi tightly and clutching his robes: "Master, I'm scared..."

Li Wei stood there quietly for a long time, torn between his thoughts, before squatting down and asking, "Should I hug you or carry you on my back?"

"Hug me!" Yu'er immediately said.

Li Weiyi picked her up, leaped into the air, and bounded between the cliffs, each step covering dozens of feet, continuing their rapid journey.

"Master, could you please stop calling me Princess? I'm not a princess, I'm just a wild girl." Yu'er whispered, resting her head on his shoulder as she listened to the whistling wind.

Li Weiyi said, "Okay."

After thinking for a moment, she whispered, "Master, I...I'm a little hungry..."

"We'll find a place with houses ahead, let's have a meal there first."

"Okay, Master, you're amazing! You're the best master in the world..."

Li Weiyi's feelings were complicated, a mixture of joy and worry. His thoughts would drift back to Yuntian Immortal Plains, and then to Qiuzhou and Lizhou. He had too many worries, yet he was helpless.

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A month later.

Huangjiang Border City is located at the intersection of three regions: Qingzhou in the east, Guanzhou in the south, and the Netherworld of the Dead. It has a population of several hundred thousand and lies on the edge of darkness, on the side of the living realm between the realms of life and death.

The city had no walls, and humans and the dead lived together.

It serves as a crucial gateway between the Lingxiao Realm of Life and the Realm of the Dead. Merchants from the Realm of the Dead, ghost hunters, outlaws, martial arts experts exploring secret realms... all sorts of people, both those who interact with the Realm of the Dead and those who interact with the Realm of Life, gather here.

For the past month, Li Weiyi and Yu'er have been living in the city, waiting for definitive news about the battle in Lingxiao Realm, so they can make a decision about what to do next.

The distance is too great, the Lingxiao Realm is too vast, and war and calamity are constant.

Rumors are rampant right now, with all sorts of true and false information making it difficult to distinguish between them.

The martial artists from the Five Seas Realm and Dao Seed Realm who fled to the border city of Huangjiang had no idea of ​​the real situation and were just repeating what others said.

Li Weiyi was not idle. With the help of the Time Cocoon, he comprehended the true scriptures and the Dao. After five months, the Dao Seed within the Divine Palace finally blossomed into a twelve-petaled Dao Lotus, allowing him to step into the fourth level of the Dao Seed Realm.

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