The Primordial Law

Chapter 441 Deeper into the Hidden Realm
The external manifestations of the Daoist mind, which are desolate and empty, can be perceived up to twenty miles away.

After decades of cultivation in the Dao Seed Realm, he nurtured a powerful soul and will.

Looking across the entire world, those within the sixty-year lifespan range are among the most powerful in terms of combat strength, second only to the heads of powerful families with millions of members, such as Zuoqiu Cangwu.

Yao Qian, known as "Thirty Miles of Snow," also possessed this level of Dao Heart Manifestation when he reached the eighth level of the Dao Seed Realm. However, he was alone; Huang Xu and Kong Xu were the well-coordinated brothers, the Rice Brothers.

The "Void Imprint" that the two cultivated was said to have been comprehended from an ancient realm in the Sacred Heart Layer of the underground immortal abode.

A suspended dome in the sky, a mark imprinted on the earth.

It contains unfathomable martial arts secrets.

"The two of them should have just broken through to the eighth level of the Dao Seed Realm. Their internal energy is still unstable, but either of them already has the strength to contend with a martial artist at the ninth level of the Dao Seed Realm."

Li Weiyi admitted that he was not yet their match, but his ability to escape was still among the best below the Longevity Realm.

He held a talisman between his two fingers and pressed it against his chest.

"Wow!"

The talisman released a layer of yellow light, enveloping him and Yu'er.

The speed then surged.

This Swiftness Talisman incorporates the ancient Chinese character for "movement" from the Six Jia Secret Incantation, making it incomparable to those crafted by other six-star Spiritual Masters. The speed it unleashes is even faster than that of ordinary martial artists at the ninth level of the Dao Seed Realm.

However, even without talismans, Huangxu and Kongxu can keep up with this speed.

The difference is that the two of them consume a lot of magical energy, while Li Wei only consumes the talismans he refined in advance.

In the Netherworld of the Dead, if one's internal energy is severely depleted, recovery is a very long process. Furthermore, it is accompanied by various dangers.

No one dares to put themselves in a weakened state.

The practice of emptiness follows a path as ethereal as clouds in the sky, flowing light and shadow, moving with swift speed.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

From Zutian, Fengfu, and Qihai, a ninth-grade ancient sword with a hundred characters flew out, containing three different powers: lightning, karmic fire, and heavenly light.

The Heavenly Light Ancient Sword in the Qi Sea was spat out from the mouth, like a bright beam of light.

The ancient scriptures on the three ancient swords all surfaced, releasing intense energy that drew three long rivers of sword energy that flew several miles to intercept Li Weiyi's path.

Such an attack method is very high-profile; the energy and light can be seen from a great distance.

But emptiness is fearless and unafraid to draw out the deadly and malevolent spirits from the realm of the dead.

This was because he was well aware of how badly the army of the dead had been defeated in the Lingxiao Realm.

Li Weiyi used the "Forward" technique, the Qingxu Chasing Cicada Step, and the Governor's Robe and other movement techniques to make his footwork unpredictable and his body seem like a phantom, dodging the flying swords that came at him more than ten times.

With no way to avoid it, he swung the Staff of All Things and clashed head-on with the fastest ancient sword, the Thunder Sword.

"boom!"

The crimson-gold flame armor that Li Weiyi had condensed on his body was shattered by the domineering power of the sword. His arms ached terribly, his fingers were weak, and he was sent flying seven zhang away, his footsteps causing a large crater in the ground.

They dared not linger for even a moment.

He activated the spatial teleportation technique of the governor's robe once again, traversing several miles to create distance between himself and the two behind him.

Chasing after the desolate landscape on the ground, his cultivation method followed a path of solidity and stability, like the earth itself, resulting in formidable power. He could casually hurl boulders, some six or seven meters high and weighing hundreds of thousands of kilograms.

Even from several miles away, Li Weiyi could hear the powerful sound of the flow of magical energy within his body.

"Gentlemen, if we continue chasing, it will delay the cult's withdrawal. Can you bear the consequences?" Li Weiyi shouted.

Huangxu and Kongxu were already pursuing with all their might, employing every means at their disposal, and growing increasingly alarmed with each battle. Their opponents far exceeded their expectations, and with the governor's robes and the Swift Travel Talisman, they were practically untouchable.

The outward manifestations of the Daoist mind cannot be suppressed, and distant attacks are unlikely to be effective.

Just days ago, the two of them joined forces and killed one of the nine high priests of the Nine Li Temple, a nine-star spirit master. Today, however, killing a six-star spirit master is proving so difficult.

They were very uncertain about the outcome of this pursuit.

On the outskirts of the Netherworld, their cultivation levels allow them to act with impunity. However, as they venture deeper, the terrifying nature of the Netherworld becomes apparent, requiring all human martial artists to exercise caution.

"Why would we need to return to the Divine Cult if we can just take you down? With the resources and treasures you possess, it's enough to support us in reaching the Longevity Realm."

"Once you achieve immortality, you can go anywhere in the world."

Huangxu and Kongxu could easily see that after the Yin Corpse Seed Path, the Rice Sect was now universally hated in the Lingxiao Realm and had nowhere to hide.

Even if they escape to Donghai Island or Daozhou, they cannot rest easy.

The human forces in Lingxiao Realm will definitely pursue them to the end and eliminate them completely.

The external manifestations of the Daoist mind within twenty miles are too difficult to escape.

In this chase, Li Weiyi ran for hundreds of miles before temporarily shaking off the two, severely depleting his internal energy.

Blood was oozing from the tiger's mouth of both hands, and both arms were painful and numb, making me feel like my whole body was falling apart.

"Master...we escaped?"

From her back came Yu'er's timid voice.

"Maybe!"

Li Weiyi activated his governor's robe, which severely depleted his magical energy. However, the two men continued to release their Daoist mental manifestations and use their magical artifacts for long-range attacks, causing their magical energy consumption to increase even more drastically.

"Once I cultivate my mental power, I will definitely teach them a lesson on behalf of my master," Yu'er said.

"No need, no need, it's not to the point where Yu'er has to take action."

I dare not linger.

Li Weiyi took out the evil camel bell and shook it. "Jingle, jingle, jingle."

As the bell rang, wisps of mist drifted out from it.

Within the thick, dark fog, two enormous camels, half-illusory and half-real, materialized.

They are three or four meters tall, and their aura is eerie and heavy.

On this dark and decaying land, Li Weiyi dared not use the jade boat to fly easily, as the underground was also extremely dangerous.

The scent of the evil camel bells, however, blends in with the environment and can scare away some undead spirits and demons, preventing them from being attacked.

Li Weiyi let Yu'er ride a camel alone, worried that she would be scared, and then released the seven little ones to play with her.

He took out a handful of thousand-year-old medicinal herbs from his bag and put them into the cloth bag that Yu'er was carrying on her shoulder: "Feed them, and they will listen to you."

Having arranged everything, the two ghostly camels, one in front of the other, galloped eastward.

Yuzhou is a must-visit.

Given the cards he currently holds, if his courage is even less than Yang Qingxi's, how can he pursue the pinnacle of martial arts?
Li Weiyi sat on the back of the camel behind him, using his mental power to activate the Dao Ancestor Taiji Fish, weaving a misty cocoon of time. Then, he used the Jade Void Breathing Technique, causing the ten springs within his body to surge forth, replenishing his severely depleted magical energy.

The wounds on the webs of both hands healed and scabbed over quickly.

After recovering to about 70-80%, Li Weiyi took out a leaf of Phoenix Blood Tree, used his magical energy to crush it into powder, and absorbed it all into his Ancestral Field, Divine Palace, and Wind Mansion. Following the circulation of magical energy, it was transported throughout his body via the Hen Meridian and String Meridian.

They raced against time to refine and absorb it.

Each Phoenix Blood Leaf requires a full day and night to be fully absorbed.

Within the cocoon of time.

Five days later, the five Phoenix Blood Tree Leaves were completely refined.

Li Weiyi's skin shone with a golden or bronze luster, and the large tendons in his body emitted a deep phoenix cry, greatly increasing his physical strength.

The tendons and skin reach 30% of the strength of an immortal being.

It caught up with the progress of bone training.

"Now, relying solely on my physical strength, I can challenge some martial artists at the seventh level of the Dao Seed Realm. Even after experiencing a fierce battle like just now, I won't have my tiger's mouth cracked, and I can deal with it more calmly."

"The Wind Mansion Dragon Seed is close to the peak of the fifth level of the Dao Seed Realm, and its combat power is comparable to that of a martial artist at the seventh level of the Dao Seed Realm."

"The mental power of a peak six-star spiritual master is comparable to that of a martial artist at the peak of the seventh level of the Dao Seed Realm."

"Only by using the Fighting Technique or the Six Burning Karma Technique can one combine all the power of their body to fight against the martial cultivators of the eighth level."

Li Weiyi knew his weakness was his martial arts cultivation level.

The improvement of one's realm requires time to comprehend and accumulate; it cannot be achieved overnight.

Regardless of whether he could obtain the Phoenix Blood Tree Leaves on his trip to Yuzhou, he decided to spend some time in seclusion to cultivate his Dao. He would utilize the vast collection of texts and scriptures of Lingxiao Palace to strive to condense his Dao Fruit as soon as possible.

Once he cultivates a Dao Fruit, even if it's just the Dragon Seed Dao Fruit of the Wind Mansion, he will no longer fear any opponent below the Longevity Realm.

The realm of the dead has no daylight.

However, in some regions along the way, the darkness in the sky dissipates, and the moon and stars appear.

The moon and stars shone with an eerie, dim yellow hue, giving off a sense of decay and oppression. The whole world seemed like a dead person, devoid of life.

Powerful fluctuations of magical energy occasionally emanated from the horizon, indicating the pursuit of powerful figures whose voices echoed like thunder. Li Wei suspected that the major human forces of the Lingxiao Realm had already infiltrated the darkness, preparing a counterattack against the Netherworld of the Dead.

However, without dispelling the dark forces between heaven and earth, sunlight cannot penetrate, and all kinds of strange things will arise, even affecting human nature.

Even if we take it down, we cannot bring it back to life.

Unless someone seizes the nine pages of the "Book of Light and Stars" held by the Rice Cult and deciphers its power, the darkness cannot be dispelled, and the Netherworld can be transformed into a living realm.

The secluded place is like a desert, while the habitat is like an oasis.

It's easy for an oasis to turn into a desert, but difficult for a desert to turn into an oasis.

“Master, look at those seven, they’ve grown quite a bit more.”

On the back of the camel in front, Yu'er saw that Li Weiyi had opened his eyes and stopped cultivating, so she called out to him.

Even an adult like him, who has experienced countless hardships, felt oppressed in the realm of the dead, let alone a little girl with the mind of a four or five-year-old.

Li Weiyi concealed the eerie glow on his skin, jumped off the camel, and carried her down: "You've been riding for a whole day and night, how are you? Are you tired?"

"Ah."

"What do you mean?"

Yu'er looked around with her round eyes and whispered, "Master, why is this world always so dark? I'm a little scared. I always feel like something is following us."

Li Weiyi was startled by her words and dared not take them lightly. He quickly circulated his inner energy to his eyes and ears.

Observe and listen.

In the Netherworld of the Dead, one cannot easily release one's mental power and Daoist manifestations over a large area, as this would reveal one's location and strength.

Although it's possible that Yu'er is just being afraid of the dark and it's a misperception, it's also possible that, with her keen senses, she can detect dangers that Li Weiwei can't.

Nothing seemed amiss.

Li Weiyi spread the cloak on a relatively flat area of ​​ground and took out various foods and spring water.

Yu'er was clearly hungry. Her eyes widened, and she quickly grabbed a green spiritual fruit, took a bite, and said in a muffled but joyful voice, "Master, when did you buy so much food? You've thought of everything. I thought we were going to go hungry again."

Over the past month, Li Weiyi has often missed time due to his cultivation practice.

Yu'er had gotten used to going hungry three times a day, or nine times in three days.

(End of this chapter)