The Primordial Law

Chapter 523 Leader
Yang Shenjing appeared to be in his fifties, with a lean face that gave him a gentle and kind appearance. However, he had broad shoulders and a long, slender arm, displaying the sharpness and strength of a martial arts practitioner.

A few strands of white hair at his temples and a beard on his chin revealed the marks of time; he was no longer the young man depicted on the stone wall of the Nine Li Hidden Sect.

This was the first time Li Weiyi had ever truly seen Yang Shenjing!
His aura was vigorous, and his magical energy constantly overflowed, as if his body contained an ocean. Even standing a hundred feet away, he brought an immense sense of pressure to everyone present.

This sect leader of the Sui Sect is not only renowned throughout the Southern Territory, surpassing even the three great barbarian bandits, but is also considered a first-rate figure in the entire Lingxiao Realm in the last thousand years.

His reputation is mixed.

Those who despise him condemn him as a wicked servant who betrays his master, an opportunist, and a treacherous and ruthless villain. Those who admire him praise his perseverance, forbearance, and resourcefulness, saying that without ruthless methods, it would be impossible for him to rise from the crooked corners of society.

The Ancient Hidden Lord took out his battle axe and said in a deep voice, "Yang Shenjing, with your cultivation and status, aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by all martial artists in the world for attacking a junior? Why don't I, this old man, have a go at you?"

Yang Shenjing's gaze shifted from the stone coffin to the Ancient Hidden Monarch. The two men's thoughts clashed, and a powerful force of wind and thunder erupted within a hundred feet of the space.

Without even exchanging blows, they had already probed the depth of each other's cultivation.

Yang Shenjing said casually, "The Nine Li Hidden Sect is truly a place where dragons and tigers are hidden. I thought that after defeating Li Minong and Mo Hai, I would be the number one in Lizhou. It seems that I underestimated the foundation left behind by the Cang King and Chief Yuan Zhe."

The Yang family were retainers of the Jiuli tribe, and Yang Shenjing naturally grew up hearing about the illustrious reputations of the Cang King and Li Yuanzhe.

The giants of the Longevity Realm from the Demon Clan, the Rice Palace, the Crossing Calamity Temple, and the Lingxiao Human Clan were all within dozens of miles of the Phoenix Tree Mirage, each possessing magical energy as vast as a lake or the sea.

Previously, the clash of magical energy between Yang Shenjing and Master Guan had caused extremely violent fluctuations, alarming them all.

The two strongest members of the Jiuli tribe, the chief of the Cangli tribe, "Li Minong," and the high priest of the Jiuli Temple, "Mo Hai," returned one after the other from the direction of the phoenix tree's shadow.

Yang Shenjing is the greatest enemy of the entire Jiuli tribe.

"I heard that the Second Palace Master bestowed upon you the Thousand-Year Longevity Pill to help you break through to the Other Shore Realm. Yang, how come you haven't reached the Transcendent Realm yet?"

The High Priest of the Ink Sea radiated spiritual light, holding a staff and bearing a white beard and hair. His body was covered with coins, and behind him stood a dense crowd of departed souls.

Li Minong is the father of Yin Jun and the grandfather of Cang Li and Li Ling.

A bronze battle axe flew out from his ancestral field, and he said firmly, "Today, let the Jiuli Clan and the Hidden Sect join forces to eliminate this great enemy!"

"Take the younger generation and leave first."

The ancient recluse said this to Elder Qin.

Facing someone like Yang Shenjing, one must go all out; there's simply no way he could protect Li Weiyi and the others.

Although Master Guan just repelled Yang Shenjing, he did not use any power at the transcendent level.

The ancient recluse was unaware of Master Coffin's strength, only knowing that the old man had passed away, leaving only a mutilated corpse. Moreover, if the news of the Nine Li leader's return were to leak out, it would surely cause a stir.

"Just a few of you? If you could kill me, why would you have waited until now?"

Yang Shenjing glanced at the three people in front of him without any fear, only showing interest in the stone coffin and Li Weiyi.

His reason for wanting to capture Li Weiyi was to uncover the secret of Li Weiyi's terrifying cultivation speed, and secondly, to see that the seven strange insects were extraordinary and might not be seven monarch-level insects.

If it weren't for the fact that it's a seven-ranked noble, its value would be unimaginable.

"Amitabha!"

A loud Buddhist chant echoed from the ruins: "Three against one, that's too unfair. This humble monk is also very curious about how strong the Nine Li Hidden Sect is. What abilities did they use to subdue the Earth Wolf King's army?"

Xu Fodu was 36 feet tall, with a large belly, wearing a gray monk's robe, and a string of blood soul prayer beads around his neck, each bead the size of a water vat.

His bald head was huge and bright. He walked lightly from beside a dragon's head skeleton the size of a hill, and followed a river of blood. Under his feet were dense golden Buddhist characters.

Both Li Minong and Mo Hai showed expressions of fear, knowing full well how formidable Xu Fodu was. This barbarian had the bloodline of an ancient immortal giant, possessing terrifying combat power and a great reputation. Precisely because of this, the Jiuli tribe had never dared to provoke him, and paid tribute to Coffin Mountain every year in exchange for peace.

Xu Fodu can be considered the second greatest enemy of the Jiuli tribe.

Yang Shenjing is ruthless and cunning, while Xu Fodu is bloodthirsty and cruel.

Both of them are deputy hall masters of the Rice Sect's Heavenly Hall.

"Three against three is the only fair way."

"Wow!"

The master of the Rice Cult's Hall of Withering and Flourishing flew down to the top of the dragon head skeleton, which was the size of a hill. His body was as if it were cast in gold, and a golden mirror floated above his head, as if he were standing in a golden full moon.

He is the father of Sikong Jingyuan and Sikong Yanlun.

The deputy hall master of the Kuru Palace, who was also the mother of Sikong Jingyuan and Sikong Yanlun, perished in the siege of the underground immortal mansion a few months ago, killed by Li Minong.

Seeing that the Jiuli tribe was in a precarious situation, about forty miles away in the direction of the Phoenix Tree Mirage, a powerful human from the Lingxiao Realm snorted: "I advise the three members of the Rice Sect not to act rashly, otherwise we will give up the opportunity before us and kill you first."

The one who said this was Taishi Qingshi of the Taishi family.

Princess Yunchang, daughter of the King of the Western Sea and the strongest person under the imperial court, accompanied him. Her aged voice rang out: "Yang Shenjing and Xu Fodu, don't you know that you are already enemies of the Lingxiao human race? How dare you jump out and be so presumptuous?"

The opportunity found in the ruins of Dragon City is everyone's primary objective.

They could already smell the medicinal fragrance of the life-saving medicine and felt that the legendary life-saving spring must be under the phoenix tree.

If one can drink from the Fountain of Life, one's lifespan will surely be greatly increased.

A powerful voice came from fifty miles away, carrying a threatening tone: "They are settling a personal grudge. There is no need for the Lingxiao human race to get involved."

Hearing this, Yang Shenjing had no more worries. He raised his right hand above his head, and a long spear appeared out of thin air in his hand. "Whoosh!"

With a flick of his wrist, countless scriptures burst forth from the spear.

The Dharma energy and scriptures formed a long river of radiant light, instantly enveloping all the members of the Jiuli tribe. The terrifying aura emanating from them was like a divine mountain rising up.

Yang Shenjing was good at assessing the situation. His original plan was to capture Li Weiyi and then immediately escape. He never thought of starting a war with the Jiuli tribe in the ruins of Dragon City.

Now, having inadvertently discovered the secret of the stone coffin and sensed danger, his curiosity has been fully aroused.

His intuition told him that if he did not unravel this mystery today, he would surely die because of it one day.

One shot!
"boom!"

The long spear flew out along the river of rosy light, carrying the momentum of a mighty river, instantly knocking Li Minong and Mo Hai back to the sides, sending them flying several miles away.

The spear's edge traversed a hundred feet and collided with the battle axe unleashed by the ancient hermit lord.

The clanging of metal echoed throughout the entire city of Longcheng, like two ancient mountains colliding.

The earth beneath the feet of the ancient recluse sank, and turbulent energy surged. Layers of shockwaves erupted through the air, causing the branches and leaves of the phoenix tree above to shake violently.

No one expected that someone as rational as Yang Shenjing would actually start a fight in a place like the ruins of Dragon City.

Without further ado, Qin Lao forcibly took Li Weiyi and the others several miles away.

Upon discovering the battle erupting behind him, a look of extreme worry appeared on his scarred face.

Beneath the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain, Elder Qin had fought with Yang Shenjing and knew how terrifying that old scoundrel was; he had almost been killed by him.

"Oh no, the Lord of the Hall of Withered Glory is coming for us!"

In Qin Lao's pupils, he saw the golden figure standing atop the white bone dragon's head transform into a golden streak of light, chasing after them.

The Lord of the Kuru Palace, whose cultivation was no less than that of Yang Shenjing and Xu Fodu, was getting closer and closer. He shouted, "Yao Qingxuan, I never thought you were still alive. Even the Sect Master's Death Spirit Fire couldn't kill you!"

The sound was heard by many people in the area, who were all stunned and frozen in place.

Zuo Qiuling, Yao Xingyue, and the others were utterly dumbfounded, feeling as if they had misheard or that the name was too similar. How could it possibly be her?

There's no other way!

Master Coffin was well aware of the consequences of revealing his identity and the secret of his return, but he sensed danger in Yang Shenjing and felt that this greatest enemy of the Jiuli tribe would soon rise to the ranks of the transcendent.

"Wow!"

The stone coffin flew out and disappeared from everyone's sight, at a speed that even Yin Jun and Yao Qingxuan's eyes could not catch.

"boom!"

The stone coffin crashed into the golden mirror with the swastika symbol in front of the Hall Master of the Hall of Withered Glory. A cracking sound rang out, and the mirror turned into golden fragments amidst rings of golden light.

"How can this be?"

The Palace Master of the Kuru Palace's expression changed drastically, and instinctively reached out with both hands to block the stone coffin.

His hands were severed, and his body was thrown more than ten miles away by the stone coffin.

Upon reaching the point where Yang Shenjing and the Ancient Hidden Lord clashed, the stone coffin overturned, like a blunt sword, slashing towards Yang Shenjing.

The Lord of the Kuru Palace turned into a lump of blood and went limp on the ground. The golden light on his body quickly dimmed, and he was no longer alive.

Yang Shenjing's eyes glared fiercely like a tiger, his muscles and skin taut to the extreme, but he was unable to break free. His legs seemed to be petrified, and his entire body was suppressed by a powerful will.

"Boom!"

The stone coffin crashed down, directly knocking the arrogant Yang Shenjing into the ground.

Centered on the spot where the stone coffin was smashed, the earth collapsed in concentric circles, spreading outwards.

You must understand, this is the ruins of Dragon City, where the earth's structure is very stable.

Such a terrifying attack stunned all the Longevity Realm giants under the Phoenix Tree Mirage, plunging them into a brief silence.

Xu Fodu turned and fled.

"It's transcendent magical energy... The leader... His cultivation has recovered?" Beneath the Hidden Lord's mask, his eyes seemed to pop out of their sockets, his heart pounding like a drum, unable to suppress the wild joy in his heart.

Old Qin couldn't help but gasp at the deathly aura emanating from the ruins of Dragon City.

Li Weiyi's eyes were solemn, devoid of any joy. He clearly understood Master Coffin's helplessness; his Other Shore Heavenly Pill had only slightly revived, capable of unleashing transcendent-level power, and was far from being fully restored.

Whether revealing one's strength in order to kill the Lord of the Kuru Palace and Yang Shenjing is a blessing or a curse remains to be seen.

"It is transcendence; there is transcendence hidden among martial artists in the Longevity Realm."

"Quickly send a message to the Demon King!"

All the giants of the Longevity Realm were stunned.

They were well aware of the danger posed by a detached individual who went on a killing spree.

(End of this chapter)