The Primordial Law

Chapter 449 The True Story of Inamiya
The three great Zen masters of Guanshan were all disciples of Xu Fodu.

These represent the three most talented individuals from Guanshan within a span of sixty years.

Grand Master Yuzhen, who was stationed in Jiuli City, had known Yang Qingxi for a long time. He knew about her grudges with Li Weiyi, as well as the irreconcilable hatred between the Jiuli tribe and the Suizong.

Therefore, he truly believed that the goddess in front of him was being controlled by Li Weiyi.

Moreover, Yang Qingxi not only has Yang Shenjing backing her up, but is also a disciple of the Hall Master of the World Palace.

Therefore, when the other two directions clashed, he did not make a move. Instead, he carried a knife on one shoulder, made a hand seal with the other, and communicated with Yang Qingxi telepathically to inquire about the situation.

"Chichi!"

A chilling, icy blue aura surged from beneath Zen Master Xinku's feet, like a misty ribbon, pulling him several dozen feet away.

Unfortunately, the rescue came too late.

The Venerable Master Xin Ku had been burned to a charred, black corpse by the flames spewed out by his cousin, the Water Lily Fairy.

It should be noted that Zen Master Xin Ku was a seventh-level expert who had condensed the Dao Fruit, possessing first-rate methods of self-preservation and escape. In the Southern Territory, many ninth-level Dao Seed experts had tried to kill him, but he always managed to escape alive.

Even with Li Weiyi's current cultivation level, it is impossible to immobilize such a person and burn them to death in a very short time, melting away all protective measures.

The one who came to the rescue of the Zen Master Xinku was a figure whose entire body radiated an ice-blue light.

He was even taller than the Great Zen Master Xin Ku, nearly three meters tall, with a bare upper body. His blood vessels and hair were ice blue, interwoven in a net-like pattern. His eyes were as sharp as swords, and the battle intent he unleashed shocked all the martial artists present.

Looking at the charred corpse lying on the ground, his anger and murderous intent became so intense that they materialized into a cloud of mist.

Opposite him stood Prince Baba, the Water Fox Fairy's cousin, his entire body engulfed in flames. When they met eyes, his aura was in no way weak.

On the other side, Huang Xu, who had been driven into the ground, instantly disappeared into the earth.

Then, a three-meter-tall rice figure radiating crimson light emerged from the night.

The crimson rice man and the ice-blue rice man look very similar, but their auras of power are completely different.

With blood dripping from his mouth and his abdomen throbbing with pain, Huang Xu glared angrily at Li Weiyi, who stood atop the stone tablet, and told the crimson rice man, "This man was originally the divine son of the Lingxiao Rice Cult, but he betrayed the cult. He was partly responsible for the disastrous defeat in the Lingxiao Realm War."

The crimson-haired rice-man, his eyes filled with malice, stared at Li Weiyi: "In any power, traitors are the most hateful. They must be eliminated!"

"I remember you told Void in the Market of the Dead that you didn't plan to return to the Cult. What, you've changed your mind again?"

Li Weiyi looked at the desolate void and secretly pondered the identities of the two rice figures that had arrived.

He sensed the fluctuations of magical energy in Huo Xin, a trait typically found only by martial artists at the ninth level of the Dao Seed Realm. Huo Xin possessed an extremely strong physical body, indicating he was no ordinary person.

To Li Weiyi's right, Kongxu stood thirty feet away, retrieving his three ninth-grade hundred-character flying swords. He no longer dared to underestimate this junior and was on high alert.

Before this, he and Huang Xu looked down on Li Weiyi as if they were toying with a helpless child.

It can be said that these three short moves woke them up, and they subsequently felt a strong sense of remorse.

It's not that I regret being enemies with Li Weiyi.

Instead, he regretted not going all out when they encountered each other in the Dead Market. He should have killed him sooner, even at a great cost.

Such a growth rate would frighten even a giant in the Longevity Realm.

Li Weiyi felt a strong sense of crisis and summoned the seven little ones to his side, forming a combined attack formation.

The entire wasteland was filled with the powerful magical energy of countless masters.

The wind continued to blow, and the atmosphere was tense.

A light drizzle fell, making a soft, rustling sound.

Water vapor rises.

Under the radiant light of the Dharma, it was like thousands of threads connecting heaven and earth.

"It is the outward manifestation of Qiongji Daozi's Dao heart, the cleansing of dust by the Grain Rain." Yang Qingxi's expression became extremely solemn, and he felt a sense of suffocation, not knowing where the powerful enemy was.

Qiongji Daozi is the chief of the Daoist sect, and his combat power far surpasses that of Huangxu and Kongxu.

Yao Qingxuan once said that, looking at the world, Qiongji Daozi's combat strength below the Longevity Realm could rank in the top ten. Even the head of the Zuoqiu Clan was defeated by him.

Those top experts in a province over sixty years are even less impressive.

Li Weiyi felt something and looked up.

There, Qiongji Daozi stood suspended high in the sky, amidst the rushing black clouds.

The extraordinary figure in cyan was only the size of a grain of rice, but its energy field swept across dozens of miles.

Li Weiyi's eyes were calm. He had been his enemy when he first entered the Dao Seed Realm. Now, his cultivation had greatly improved, and he was no longer like a mortal trying to see the blue sky.

Qiongji Daozi's calm yet powerful voice resounded: "Your master valued you so much, yet you betrayed the Divine Sect. How can you face her?"

Li Weiyi, standing tall and straight, replied, "I have always respected Palace Master An because I saw another side of the Rice People in her."

Standing beside Prince Baba, the Water Civet Fairy addressed the group of rice-man experts: "My cousin is Prince Baba, the sixth strongest warrior under Princess Lantern Phoenix. If you know what's good for you, get out of here now. If you anger him, the consequences will be severe. Although my cousin is a vegetarian, his fighting prowess is not to be underestimated."

The Water Civet Fairy has been infected with beast runes and the Death Spirit Fire, so Li Weiyi must be protected.

Prince Baba stood up, his magical energy spreading out in circles beneath his feet: "Lord Lan is defeated and dead, Lord Chifeng is dead. Yuzhou is now the territory of my East Sea Demon Clan. How dare you Rice People gather here on such a large scale? You have crossed the line!"

Qiongji Daozi descended from the sky to a height of ten zhang above the ground. Dressed in azure robes like clouds, with a grain of rice-shaped crystal between his brows, he exuded the aura of a powerful figure: "Yuzhou is currently unclaimed, and anyone can take it. You East Sea demons have divided your territory too much!"

Li Weiyi observed and searched in the darkness, always feeling that Qiongji Daozi's confidence was too strong and very abnormal.

It's important to understand that the Rice Cult suffered a crushing defeat in the Lingxiao Realm and fled to the Netherworld of the Dead. The East Sea Demon Clan is incredibly powerful, even surpassing the human race of the Lingxiao Realm. What makes the Rice Cult dare to confront them head-on? They seem poised to seize territory.

Where does their confidence come from?

Prince Baba held his head high, his eyes indifferent: "You Rice People have become homeless dogs, yet you are still so arrogant. It seems we need to teach you a lesson."

The sound of flames burning emanated from its body.

Flames emanated from the inside out, and the body rapidly expanded, growing to seven or eight meters tall, resembling a small mountain.

Water Lily Fairy wasn't exaggerating; Prince Baba was indeed one of the strongest among the younger generation of the East Sea demon race, with a cultivation level equivalent to the ninth level of the Dao Seed Realm in humans.

Li Weiyi retreated to Yu'er's side, sensing the complexity of the situation. Powerful figures flashed by intermittently in the darkness—demons, humans, and spirits alike.

Under no circumstances should Yu'er's identity be exposed.

It will bring great danger.

"One...body...twins..."

A melodious sound came from the west.

Every word that reached them caused Li Weiyi, Shui Lixian, and Baba Shizi to feel pain in their eardrums, and the ground to shake violently.

Yang Qingxi and Yang Qingchan, whose cultivation levels were weaker, were directly knocked to the ground by the opponent's sonic Dao technique.

The entire western land was bathed in light, as if the sun had fallen to the ground.

In the sunlight, a young man's figure walked, his hands forming hand seals, traversing rivers and mountains in a single step.

"Ten thousand...rice...share...roots..."

Another domineering voice came from the east, accompanied by flying sand and stones.

Endless darkness spread in.

In the darkness, there was billowing dust.

Light and darkness divide heaven and earth.

The fearless Water Civet Fairy's expression changed drastically, and she whispered, "What's going on? They've dispatched two Longevity Realm giants? Cousin, where are our demons?"

"Not the realm of immortality."

Prince Baba felt extremely heavy-hearted, realizing that something terrible was about to happen.

The desolate void, the empty void, the foolish Zen master, the ice-blue rice man, and the crimson rice man all bowed to the two figures standing in the light and darkness.

Qiongji Daozi was no exception, even though he was very unwilling.

"Welcome to the two true disciples of the Emperor of Inako, who have arrived at the East Sea."

A melodious female voice came from a hundred miles away.

"But even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. Your Rice Palace wants to help the Lingxiao Rice Sect open up the Rice Realm in the Netherworld of the Dead. If my East Sea Demon Clan doesn't agree, then even if the Rice Realm is opened up, there will probably never be peace."

Within the time it takes to utter a single sentence, the woman's voice can be heard fifty miles away.

"If the demons of the East Sea and the human race of Lingxiao join forces, the so-called Rice Realm will surely be reduced to ashes."

The radiance emanating from Princess Lantern Phoenix has already reached the wasteland.

A huge white jellyfish cloud appeared in the sky, its light shining like lamps, tearing through the light and darkness, and descending within ten miles.

Her aura was powerful, and the external manifestation of her Dao heart clashed with the two true teachings of the Heavenly Emperor from Inamori Palace, yet she was not at a disadvantage in the slightest.

"Boom!"

A thunderous sound echoed between heaven and earth, the clash of magical energies.

One after another, powerful demons from the East Sea appeared below the jellyfish cloud.

Among the powerful demons, Li Wei spotted a human figure. It was Fu Wenyan, the young expert from the East Sea who was being pursued by Yao Qian, and who was suspected to be the young emperor of the Du'e Temple.

"So they are the true disciples of the Inamori Sect! This is terrifying! The true disciples of an ancient sect are all incredibly powerful and have a higher status than many giants in the Longevity Realm. Why would they come to the East Sea?" said the Water Beaver Immortal.

Prince Baba said calmly, "The Rice Sect suffered a crushing defeat in the Lingxiao Realm. How could the Rice Palace not seize such an opportunity to subdue them?"

The Rice Palace is the supreme holy site of the Rice Realm Lord of Canghai and all the Rice People forces in the entire Yingzhou.

The two true disciples, named Wulian of Life and Wuyan of Death respectively, inherited the mantle of the Martial Arts Emperor and represented Inamiya throughout the world.

They can stand on equal footing with the Great Longevity and even the Transcendent.

Sheng Wulian stood in the light, his voice vast and boundless: "Since Princess Dengfeng has personally intervened, then let's end it here today. If we were to truly engage in combat, it would only benefit the departed spirits in the city, Prince Mingjiao, and the Lingxiao human race."

Si Wuyan said, "Let's settle this once again in the old city of Yuzhou. Daogong is determined to take this benefit! Whoever tries to take it will die."

The skilled rice-farming expert receded like the tide.

As Huangxu and Kongxu were leaving, they gave Li Weiyi a deep look.

Even Qiongji Daozi and Yuzhen Dachanshi did not tell the powerful figures from Daogong about Li Weiyi's secret.

Princess Dengfeng projected a phantom image of herself in white robes onto the ground, her long hair jet black, her figure graceful and elegant. She cultivated human techniques, and only upon reaching the Longevity Realm could she transform into human form.

Currently, only one human figure can be condensed.

(End of this chapter)