The Primordial Law

Chapter 516 Gift of the Way
Outside the Leixiao Sect's camp.

"He's already this strong? The strongest opponent in the eyes of the ancient sect's true disciples!" Qin Qian felt incredulous. Just a few months ago, Li Weiyi in Lingxiao City was still struggling to deal with Xie Chucai, who was at the sixth level of the Heavenly Realm.

The Grand Elder of Leixiao Sect said, "It's just flattery! Only Bai Yeqing, Chang Yujian, and others are qualified to be opponents of the true disciples of the ancient sect. I personally witnessed that in the mirage of Longcheng, it took the combined efforts of Li Weiyi, Liu Fengshu, and a mysterious man to fight against Sheng Wulian."

Lu Cangsheng said, "Li Weiyi's martial arts and mental cultivation technique is indeed terrifying. He is definitely a top-level expert. Otherwise, why would Sheng Wulian value him so much? His cultivation speed is too fast. I can't imagine how powerful he would be if he planted the Dao in the ancestral field."

Tang Wanzhou stood straight outside Xue Jian Tang Ting's tent, filled with curiosity about Sheng Wulian, who was at the half-step immortality realm, and Li Weiyi's current strength. After all, when she was in the Dao Seed Realm, she had searched the entire world and found few who could match her.

She was very disappointed that she hadn't left the Lingxiao Realm to fight against other geniuses of the same level.

Li Weiyi was waiting for the words "no attachment to life," so he said, "That's true. I am a mind mage. Can I use all my mind mage techniques?"

“Of course,” Sheng Wulian replied.

"The life-or-death struggle you speak of is meaningless. If I truly wanted to kill you, wouldn't Yang Shenjing and Daogong, the powerful experts, have come to your rescue?"

Li Weiyi stepped out of the array's veil of light and entered the primordial energy of lifelessness, taking out the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal: "I will use this swastika artifact to wager with you on the 'North Sea Map of Life,' betting on your Dao."

There are two images of "Life Without Love".

One is a scroll-shaped ritual implement.

One is a Daoist image cultivated in the ancestral field, formed from scriptures and primordial energy.

"If you have such ability, then come and take it."

Sheng Wulian had no intention of saying more to Li Weiyi. Seeing him step out of the array's light veil, he raised his voice higher and higher, running on the void a foot above the ground as if treading on a bridge of smoke.

Their momentum and fighting spirit instantly reached their peak, shining as brightly as the blazing sun.

With his right hand, the Hunyuan Palm technique was formed.

The spiritual energy and scriptures flowed rapidly in his palm, causing the air within a radius of one mile to circulate.

Compared to before the formation of the Longevity Golden Elixir, the power of this Hunyuan Palm technique has increased several levels.

The powerful figures of the first realm of longevity present were all moved, realizing the power of this palm strike. In particular, the Grand Elder of the Thunderclap Sect was secretly shocked by the terrifying power of the ancient sect's true disciples, and knew that it would not be easy for him to withstand this palm strike.

With a single palm strike, the sound of thunder and mountains collapsing echoed throughout the world.

Li Weiyi had been secretly activating the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal as he took it out. At this moment, his eyes shot out a sharp light, and his entire demeanor changed instantly, like a divine sword being drawn from its sheath.

He held the seal and struck it out.

"Boom!"

Myriad patterns emerged from within the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal, unleashing a curtain of lightning that met Sheng Wulian's earth-shattering palm strike.

Sheng Wulian had anticipated this, and even when facing a weapon with ten thousand characters, he was completely fearless.

How could a martial artist below the Longevity Realm possibly unleash the power of a swastika-shaped weapon? Besides, the ring on his finger is no ordinary object; it could withstand its power.

The two sides clashed, evenly matched.

"As expected, their combat strength is far superior to before."

Li Weiyi never imagined that she would have to fight Sheng Wulian for a long time.

With a thought, the Yellow Dragon Sword rang out and flew out of the Wind Mansion.

Sheng Wulian's move was even faster; in a flash, he was already above Li Weiyi's head. He wanted to seize the Yellow Dragon Sword while also suppressing Li Weiyi's strange "Dragon Ascending to Heaven" footwork.

Before coming, he repeatedly rehearsed the tactics, aiming to make full use of his advantages.

Take advantage of one's own strengths and attack the other's weaknesses.

His physical strength and Taoist skills are his advantages. With these advantages, in close combat, he can use speed to overcome slowness, preventing his opponent from continuously activating the swastika weapon and using the secret technique that combines martial arts and mental power, thus firmly grasping the initiative and achieving a quick victory.

Li Weiyi reacted quickly, pointing upwards with one finger.

A beam of light shot into the sky, as bright as a sword, forcing Sheng Wulian to shift his body again, abandoning his attempt to seize the Yellow Dragon Sword, and kicking Li Weiyi in the face.

"Wow!"

Li Weiyi neither dodged nor evaded, and the Heavenly Sword Talisman flew out from between his eyebrows.

Sheng Wulian frowned, knowing the power of this talisman; Si Wuyan had nearly lost his life. He immediately understood why Li Weiyi had emphasized earlier that he was a mind master and should use mind master techniques.

Sheng Wulian is not even afraid of martial artists in the Longevity Realm, let alone a talisman.

His movements and techniques were mysterious and unpredictable, like a phantom, shifting through the void to avoid the sudden attack of the Heavenly Sword Talisman and retreating to a distance of seven zhang.

The moment he landed, he spread his arms wide, and the Dao image of the "Life North Sea Map" burst forth from his ancestral field, giving Li Weiyi no chance to counterattack, and attacked with even greater power.

"Boom!"

Li Weiyi used his hand to support the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal, which had transformed into the size of a house, to block the North Sea tide and the powerful scriptures contained within it, while his body continued to retreat.

With the scroll in hand, Sheng Wulian suddenly soared into the air, his sleeves like wings, appearing above the North Sea tide.

Suddenly, a strange look appeared on his face as he saw six strange insects appear above Li Weiyi's head.

Li Weiyi raised her head, smiled at him, supported the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal with one hand, and pointed at him with the other hand in a sword-finger gesture.

"Shh!"

The Yellow Dragon Sword, suspended in mid-air, cleaved through the North Sea tide and transformed into a streak of light, flying towards Sheng Wulian.

Six phoenix-winged moths followed closely behind.

Sheng Wulian knew that Li Weiyi had raised seven strange insects, but the strange insects grew slowly, so he never regarded them as a threat and never considered them in this battle.

But at that moment, he instantly realized he had miscalculated.

Perhaps this is why the other party emphasized earlier that he was a chanting master.

Without a second thought, Sheng Wulian unfurled the scroll in his hand.

As the scroll unfurled, a picture of the North Sea appeared, and under the impetus of the magical energy, the powerful tide of the North Sea poured down, like the East Sea bursting its banks, never to return.

Throughout Inamiya's history, countless great figures have painted their imagined versions of the North Sea. This particular painting is a masterpiece among them, created for Emperor Ji, embodying his Dao, and has been refined into a magical artifact.

Sheng Wulian gleaned insights from this painting, which caught the eye of Emperor Ji, who then bestowed upon him the "Life and Death Primordial Qi" scroll.

"boom!"

The Yellow Dragon Sword struck the North Sea Map above.

An extremely powerful force erupted from the sword, causing the scroll to sway violently and almost fall.

Sheng Wulian was secretly alarmed, only then realizing that the Heavenly Sword Talisman that had flown out earlier had attached itself to the Yellow Dragon Sword. That attack just now was the talisman burning and releasing all its power, almost like a punch thrown by a martial artist in the Longevity Realm.

Li Weiyi ascended to heaven on a dragon, appearing above Sheng Wulian's head. Taking advantage of the scroll's constant shaking, he unleashed his spiritual treasure, Jie Shou.

A hand reached out from a distance, and hundreds of seven-clawed fire dragons converged into a giant fire hand, locking and enveloping the scroll.

"You dare!"

Unable to find peace of mind without attachment to life, he formed the Ji Emperor Seal and unleashed it from afar, shattering the fiery hand that Li Weiyi had conjured.

"Oh!"

A fist imprint suddenly appeared from behind.

Caught completely off guard, Sheng Wulian's protective aura was pierced. Fortunately, she had her magical armor to withstand the attack and was able to avoid serious injury.

It wasn't a fist that ambushed him.

It is the Seven Phoenixes.

Qi Feng can become invisible and shrink to the size of a speck of dust, and is most skilled in reconnaissance and assassination.

"Bang bang."

Sheng Wulian was trapped in the attack of the seven Phoenix-winged Moth Queens and could not escape. He was horrified and realized that Li Weiyi's true trump card was these seven strange insects.

A sword light pierced through the gaps between the seven strange insects, moving with lightning speed.

With a loud crash, Sheng Wulian was sent flying backward and fell to the ground, causing the earth to cave in. He staggered, blood streaming from his mouth, and retreated at top speed.

It's impossible to fight anymore!

One against eight, even the giants of the Longevity Realm would be defeated.

Qin Lao, Gu Zhi Yin Jun, Zhu Wushi Cheng, Tang Bai, and other powerful figures from the Lingxiao realm appeared at the edge of the battlefield, moving their feet as Sheng Wulian retreated, each with an unfriendly gaze.

If Sheng Wulian were to use his extraordinary power, they would act immediately.

Li Weiyi chased down to the ground, unleashing sword strike after sword strike, each strike's light like a hundred-foot-long river of light.

Having withstood fourteen sword strikes, Sheng Wulian was covered in wounds and blood, his rage reaching its peak. He roared, disregarding everything else, wanting only to kill Li Weiyi opposite him.

Within the ancestral field, transcendent magical energy and scriptures surged forth, unleashing terrifying power that swept across the land.

Li Weiyi gracefully sheathed his sword and turned to leave.

There's no need to fight anymore; the outcome is already decided.

"Boom!"

Qin Lao and Gu Zhi Yin Jun moved away and used their magical artifacts to block the force.

It is not a transcendent Taoist technique.

It's just that the transcendent magical energy and scriptures are stronger than the power in the ancestral field of evil intentions.

In the distance, Yang Shenjing remained calm and still, not even lifting his eyelids.

He wouldn't take action as long as he was alive and had no attachment to life.

But seeing the dignified true lineage of the ancient sect suffer such a complete defeat, losing not only the battle but also its dignity, which is tantamount to losing its position as the true lineage, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

In Yang Shenjing's view, although Sheng Wulian's situation was nine defeats and one victory, he could lose in a more dignified manner.

Even if that reclusive Jiuli man, carrying sword talismans and seven strange insects, defeated him, it would be an dishonorable victory.

However, Sheng Wulian gave the Jiuli Hermits the opportunity to use the strange insects from the very beginning, completely unaware that their opponent possessed such a technique. This was one of the reasons for their crushing defeat.

Secondly, their combat intelligence was completely outmatched by their opponents.

Li Weiyi only pretended to collect the scroll, which caused him to lose focus and be ambushed by the strange insects. His protective aura was broken, and he was then surrounded by seven strange insects, unable to escape quickly.

If he hadn't made those two mistakes, he could have easily escaped. As long as he got out unscathed, he could have preserved his dignity.

Yang Shenjing's sharp eyes fell on Li Weiyi, finally showing interest in this rising star whose name he had heard more than once. If he were still Sheng Wulian with his experience and strength, he would most likely have suffered a crushing defeat, and wouldn't have fared much better.

Yao Qian walked to the bottom of the boulder: "This child will surely become a great threat; we must get rid of him as soon as possible."

“You can no longer kill him,” Yang Shenjing said.

Li Weiyi reached out into the void and took the North Sea Painting Scroll into his hand. Then, he collected the Primordial Chaos Qi of Life, which was permeating this plain, and the North Sea tide formed by the scriptures into the painting scroll.

This is the way of having no attachment to life!
"Young man, this is not something you can take!" Sixty miles away, a woman in purple robes, sitting under a golden imperial umbrella, had been watching the battle closely and spoke in a warning tone.

The sound was deafening, and sand and stones flew across dozens of miles of land.

Elder Qin was very wary and transmitted his voice, "That is the Dao passed down by Inamiya. They would never let you take it. That old woman is very powerful, and can be said to be the number one in combat power below the Transcendent Realm. She did not make a move because she was mindful of her status."

Li Weiyi knew what was going on. He wrapped up the scroll and boldly headed toward the golden umbrella: "Senior, you misunderstand! This painting and this Dao are meant to be a gift to Hongling. She will absorb the foundational Dao of Sheng Wulian and will surely be able to forge the talent of a young emperor. This is what I promised her. A man's promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold."

"Inamiya Masato should have been replaced long ago."

(End of this chapter)