The Primordial Law

Chapter 493 Reunion with the Coffin Master

Moon Dragon Island is shaped like a crescent moon, spanning 500 li from north to south, and its widest point from east to west is 100 li.

Located only 1,800 li from the eastern border of Lingxiao Realm, it is considered the largest island in the near-shore area.

"Whoosh! Whoosh..."

Bright array beams of light rose from the mountaintops, valleys, and surrounding seas of the island, shooting straight into the sky.

The array patterns and shimmering light appeared, enveloping the island and resisting the ever-rising waves at sea, as well as the ancient destructive energy surging from the distant ocean.

In the port, the martial arts practitioners living on the ships and the monsters in the water scrambled to escape to higher ground on the island's interior.

The entire world was sometimes silent, sometimes dark as night, and sometimes filled with lightning and thunder.

The celestial phenomenon was terrifying!
Many low-level martial artists and demonic beasts couldn't help but tremble, a sense of fear growing in their hearts that "the earth may sink at any moment, and the sky may collapse."

A fierce wind swept through the air and entered the island, its sound like the roar of a strange sea monster.

Large patches of golden flames appeared on the sea surface, and some areas of the sea boiled, steaming up thick white mist.

"Don't panic, everyone. Moon Dragon Island is protected by a grand formation set up by the Flower Fairy Clan. Everything will be alright." A powerful figure from the Flower Fairy Clan, at the Longevity Realm, appeared, calming the emotions of all the creatures. Its vines connected the earth and the sky, blooming with countless lantern-like flowers.

"The East Sea is the territory of the jellyfish clan and the dragon clan. Their young offspring are all on the island. No matter who is causing chaos, how could they possibly wipe out their own juniors?"

"With a transcendent presence on the island and numerous powerful figures from the East Sea, it can withstand even an attack from the Netherworld of the Dead."

……

Li Weiyi finally felt at ease after finding Yu'er, as if he had grabbed a life-saving plank in the midst of a giant wave in the deep sea.

Yu'er had the same thought, and the little girl was quite frightened.

Even without the Heavenly Pill of the Other Shore, the Grand Palace Master's physical body can still rival the top experts in the Transcendent Realm, and his mental power might also be able to match them. Just like Zhu Qishi, who was in the Dao Seed Realm and could participate in the battle against the young emperor of the Ninth Heaven with his physical strength, just like the combat power of a Nine-Star Spiritual Master below the Longevity Realm.

Otherwise, why would the Demon Kingdom's Crown Prince, the Second Palace Master, Lord Lan, and others have spent twenty years plotting before daring to make their move, only after Qilin Zang returned?

Li Weiyi, carrying Yu'er, followed a group of powerful figures from the Nine Li Hidden Sect to a mountain peak several hundred meters high, from which they could see the sea in the distance.

“Something is very wrong. In my hundreds of years of cultivation, I have never seen such a strange celestial phenomenon. It’s like a god or demon has been born. I will also go and investigate. If things are not good, we must retreat back to Lingxiao Realm immediately.”

The ancient hermit who had lived for nearly four hundred years looked worried and wanted to go out to sea to explore with the great immortals of various forces.

"My old man has already gone to your place, so please don't go!" Yin Jun stopped him, worried that something had happened to the strongest members of the Jiuli Clan and the Jiuli Hidden Sect.

The chieftain of the Cangli tribe is the most powerful figure in the Jiuli tribe on the surface.

The ancient recluse before me, even if not the strongest of the hidden sects, is nearly so. For an even more ancient recluse has wandered to another realm and has not appeared for many years, his fate unknown.

Yin Jun glanced at Li Weiyi, and the two understood each other perfectly.

Zuoqiu Ran issued a gag order, and they dared not speak openly. Speaking out would not change anything, but would only cause more trouble.

Li Weiyi said, "That old ancestor of Zuoqiu School of Confucianism and Taoism must have already gone there. We should just wait for news and there is no need to take any risks."

The Zuoqiu Menting and the Jiuli tribe are now closely connected.

"Haha, he felt that the celestial phenomena were unusual, or that a rare treasure had appeared, and he was itching to go and seek out an opportunity, not wanting to be stuck in the Longevity Realm for the rest of his life."

It was Qin Lao's voice.

His scarred, old face appeared before the crowd. Behind him followed Liu Ye, who wore a bamboo hat.

Qin Lao had a very close relationship with that ancient reclusive ruler, so he dared to make jokes without any taboos. Of course, what he said was also true.

The martial arts cultivators who come to the East Sea, whether they are at the Dao Seed Realm or the Longevity Realm, are all seeking opportunities and to defy fate.

In comparison, the giants of the Longevity Realm valued this opportunity even more. Some believed that if they didn't break free from the chains of immortality, their lifespans would be exhausted. Others valued the Transcendent Realm more than their own lives.

If one can seize this opportunity to break free from the shackles of immortality, their status among the immortals will greatly increase. There are seven realms of immortality, each a world unto itself.

Moreover, breaking through a realm grants one a lifespan of sixty years, equivalent to a lifetime for an ordinary person. Such temptation, such reward, would make anyone fight tooth and nail for it.

In contrast, most martial artists at the Dao Seed Realm are only trying to improve their cultivation level, without directly involving life, death, or lifespan. Only those at the Dragon Seed Realm, those of the Deformed Human Race, and the most exceptional geniuses who aspire to cultivate a long-lived physical body are truly determined to compete for it.

Qin Lao looked at Li Weiyi and transmitted his voice: "If the situation is not right, come with me to the outpost immediately."

"What about the rest?" Li Weiyi asked.

Qin Lao said, "I can only bring as many people from the Hidden Sect as I can... well, as many as I can. Bringing even one more person would be a violation of military orders."

Yao Yin, her face veiled, stood gracefully beside Li Weiyi, her eyes fixed on the ground as if trying to count every single ant. Yao Qingxuan, clad in a black robe and wearing a mask, stood with a powerful figure from the Hidden Sect, seemingly engaged in a secret discussion.

"Shh!"

Qi Jianru, a martial artist from the Longevity Realm of the Du'e Temple, appeared like an unparalleled sword immortal, his heroic figure striking down like a beam of light onto the mountain where the martial artists of the Jiuli Hidden Sect gathered. He looked at Yao Yin and said, "Junior Sister, the elder asked me to bring you over."

At any other time, Yao Yin would definitely prefer to stay with the people of the Jiuli Hidden Sect.

But at this moment, she agreed without hesitation and waved goodbye to Li Weiyi, Yin Ershisi, Yin Jiu, Yin Jun and others.

Before leaving, Yao Yin transmitted a message to Li Weiyi: "I will gather the True Pill of Polar Day as soon as possible."

After Qi Jianru led Yao Yin away, Yao Qingxuan looked at her retreating figure. Yin Jun sighed and whispered in Li Weiyi's ear, "She kept her distance to protect Yao Yin. If the Western demons knew that she was still alive, not only would Yao Yin be in great danger, but the Jiuli tribe might also be wiped out."

"The Rice Cult might inform the Western Demon Clan," Li Weiyi said with considerable worry.

Yin Jun said, "That's not the case. The Rice Cult believes she has already died from the Death Spirit Fire of the Rice Ancestor."

Li Weiyi sensed Yao Qingxuan's difficult situation; given her personality, she would likely travel far away sooner or later. The world was vast, yet fraught with danger—where could she possibly go?
His gaze fell on Qin Lao and Liu Ye, and he began to think silently.

The unusual celestial phenomenon that appeared in the waters surrounding Yuelong Island lasted for a full half day.

News was frequently relayed back to the island.

Most of these are just rumors. Some say that a powerful figure on par with Lord Lan has arrived in the Netherworld of the Dead, others say that a six-clawed immortal dragon has appeared at sea, and still others say that a Void Abyss has appeared at the bottom of the sea, swallowing up seawater.

As darkness fell, the sea returned to calm.

All sorts of astonishing celestial phenomena disappeared.

Inamiya, a transcendent being, returned first, riding a silver palanquin the size of a palace, appearing in the sky above Moon Dragon Island like a god returning, the palace resembling a celestial jade palace.

He took away all the most talented young martial artists from Inamiya.

The palanquin traveled south, the clouds roared, and the air vibrated violently.

The remaining Lingxiao Rice Cult martial arts practitioners all boarded magical artifact ships and sailed out to sea.

Before long, the demon race, the Du'e Temple, and the human race of Lingxiao Realm returned to Moon Dragon Island one after another. As if they had agreed beforehand, they remained silent about what had happened, but simply instructed all the young martial artists to board the ship immediately and head to Nine Ring Reef.

Some of them, being extraordinary, either rode magical flying boats or drove mounts, leading a group of younger disciples to get there first.

As dusk fell, giant ships sailed out of the harbor and headed into the deep sea.

A thousand sails sail side by side, their masts like a forest.

At this moment, the bright moon rises over the sea, and all the ships light up, creating a scene that is both tranquil and bustling with activity.

The martial arts practitioners of the Jiuli Hidden Sect have integrated into the various Jiuli tribes and are dispersed across five ships. The Zuoqiu Sect faction has as many as seven ships, located in the nearby waters, traveling together.

Yin Jun and Li Weiyi stood on the deck, enjoying the warm sea breeze and gazing at the magnificent view of the sea.

Yin Jun said, "It's different from the expected time! Previously, the higher-ups revealed that the excavation of the ancient immortal dragon's remains would have to wait until a month later. They said that preparations weren't yet complete. Now it seems that something extraordinary must have happened underground, and they're preparing to excavate ahead of schedule."

“No news from underground has leaked out, which shows that the Transcendent Ones have reached some kind of consensus and want to cover up the truth,” Li Weiyi said.

Yin Jun nodded in deep agreement: "Let's wait for news from the teacher! By the way, the leader is also on the ship."

The leader that Yin Jun mentioned refers to the coffin master, Li Yuanzhe.

Li Weiyi and Yin Jun went up the stairs to the relatively dimly lit lower cabin.

The one in charge of guarding the coffin master was the old man with a huge tiger head on his head.

Li Weiyi looked at the familiar stone coffin in the room, a surge of excitement welling up inside him. He asked in a low voice, "How many people know that Master Coffin has returned?"

"Only the Nine Li Hidden Sect knows this, and there are fewer than ten people there." Elder Zhuo had a good relationship with Li Weiyi, and he did not have the aura of a powerful figure.

On the eve of the outbreak of turmoil in Lingxiao Realm, Master Coffin must reveal the secret of his return in order to enter the Hidden Sect and invite the Hidden Ancestor.

This is a risk that must be taken!
The coffin master's voice came from inside the coffin: "You two go out first! I and Wei Yi will stay alone for a while."

After bowing to each other, the old man and the hermit took their leave.

The lid of the stone coffin was opened slightly, and a chilling, corpse-like aura wafted out, enveloping the entire room and isolating it from the outside world.

Li Weiyi sensed a powerful fluctuation of magical energy within this corpse aura. Each wisp of energy was like a divine chain, seemingly capable of sealing off the space itself.

Of the three masters, only ashes remain for the jar master, and only a wisp of soul remains for the spirit tablet master.

Only the coffin maker preserved the remains.

You must know, this is the mutilated corpse of a top-tier transcendent being!

Li Weiyi extended a finger and touched the corpse energy: "Master Coffin's magical energy should be transcendent magical energy, right?"

From inside the stone coffin, the coffin master's voice came out: "The Heavenly Pill of the Other Shore has been fortunately preserved! With the help of the mysterious power of Shaoyang Star, Zutian and the Heavenly Pill of the Other Shore have been slightly revived."

"They've come back to life?"

Li Weiyi knew that in the Netherworld of the Dead, the emergence of intelligence from transcendent corpses, transforming them into corpse spirits, did not necessarily mean they could unleash transcendent power.

Firstly, these corpses have lost a large amount of their physical secret energy.

Secondly, the ancestral fields have shrunk, and the Heavenly Elixir of the Other Shore has either been passed down to future generations, disappeared, or cooled down.

Master Coffin smiled and said, "Just as you guessed, it can unleash a transcendent power."

Li Weiyi was overjoyed: "No wonder you dared to break into the underground immortal palace and escape unscathed."

(End of this chapter)