The Primordial Law

Chapter 530 Taiyin Sect

Yu'er didn't look at Ning Xuan, but stared straight at Li Weiyi.

"come in!"

Li Weiyi turned and went into the house, continuing to study a book related to the "Heavenly Sword Talisman".

On the table next to it were golden talisman paper made from transcendent bones, and ink made from various rare and precious materials.

When I was an eight-star spirit master, I was able to refine the Heavenly Sword Talisman because of the help of my spirit master.

The trip to the East China Sea used up all but one card left.

Having reached the level of a nine-star Spiritual Master, his mental power cultivation has greatly improved, and he naturally wants to create talismans independently. If he can refine a batch of Heavenly Sword Talismans, even if he can't produce ten thousand swords flying at once, just a hundred or ten swords flying at once will greatly increase his confidence.

Yu'er closed the door, quietly lay down on the bed to sleep, covered herself with the quilt, and did not disturb Li Weiyi.

Li Weiyi's ears twitched, and he noticed her breathing pattern was the Jade Void Breathing Technique. He couldn't help but frown; she had indeed stolen it and was now openly using it.

After an unknown amount of time, Yu'er was awakened by the chaotic and hurried footsteps and shouts on the boat. As soon as she opened her eyes, Li Weiyi picked her up and carried her on his back.

"What's wrong, Master?"

She was still half asleep and asked blankly.

"Something seems to have happened! Do you still have that superhuman strength?"

Li Weiyi had already put on the governor's robes, affixed a talisman to the inside of his clothes, and looked solemn.

Caravans from Thousand Mile Mountain generally don't encounter trouble in the Netherworld of the Dead, but if they are attacked, the enemy is definitely not simple.

“It should still be there,” Yu’er said.

Li Weiyi shoved the governor's seal into her hand, summoned the Yellow Dragon Sword, and pushed open the door to go out: "Listen to my orders. Throw whoever I tell you to throw. Don't throw anything randomly unless I tell you to. Miss Ningxuan, what happened?"

Ning Xuan, clad in jade armor and sword in hand, gazed at the surging gray mist in the darkness: "We don't know what's going on yet. Logically speaking, we've been keeping in touch with the deceased lords along this route for years..."

"boom!"

From within the gloomy mist, a massive black whirlwind burst forth, crashing heavily into the defensive array of the skeletal ship, creating ripples in its wake.

The ship was violently rocked by the impact.

Li Weiyi used his Heavenly Eye to observe.

It was discovered that the black whirlwind was formed by the convergence of countless malevolent spirits, and men, women, and children alike emitted chilling laughter and cries.

The ships and the caravan behind them had come to a stop.

An Zhiruo, who had the highest cultivation level, stood on the top of the ship, radiating her aura and activating a jade Ruyi magic artifact to continuously shatter the black whirlwinds that attacked her.

Those malevolent spirits exploded in droves, turning into a dark mist.

Lu Jingshen stood at the bow of the ship, cupping his fists towards the darkness: "I am Lu Jingshen of the Lu family of Qianli Mountain. I am passing through your esteemed land. I humbly request that the Ghost Marquis and Ghost Lord grant me some leniency. The Lu family can offer a box of top-grade blood crystals."

A youthful laugh came from afar: "One box of blood crystals isn't enough! I want them all."

"Bang bang!"

Underground, a silver river of sand flowed swiftly, overturning dozens of smuggled coffins behind it before rushing past beneath the skeletal ship.

The silver sand river stretches for miles, shimmering and sparkling, as if it were real, or as if it simply reflected the earth in silver.

After the smuggled coffins were overturned, each one contained a smuggled martial arts practitioner.

They all tumbled out, waking up from their apparent death.

Upon seeing the silver sand river on the ground, An Zhiruo's expression changed drastically, and he shouted, "The Silver Sand of the Ox Hour is Xie Wumian, the Ox Envoy under Chu Yutian, the true disciple of the Taiyin Sect! Prepare for battle!"

Lu Jingshen's face turned ugly. He immediately put the box of blood crystals into his bag, and the bracelet on his wrist emitted a white light, transforming into a thousand-character armor that covered his entire body.

A pair of double-edged swords flew out from Zutian.

"Giggle!"

With a loud crowing of a rooster, another voice rang out from the direction from which the black whirlwind had emerged: "The name of the Lu family of Qianli Mountain is useful elsewhere. But today, we're looking for you, Lu Jingshen."

Li Weiyi used his Heavenly Eye to look in the direction from which the sound came.

On a small hill ten miles away, a figure was seen sitting on the back of a rooster.

He had a young face, no hair, and ancient lines on his head. He held a red copper staff that was "sharp at one end like a spear and at the other like a tree root," with two copper bells hanging from it.

The rooster beneath him has bright feathers, is over four meters tall, and has a fiery comb, making him extremely majestic.

Above his head, hundreds and thousands of owls hovered, emitting a "cawing" sound.

"At the hour of Yin, the rooster crows, and life is peaceful."

Lu Jingshen was in a heavy mood. One ugly envoy was already difficult to deal with, but unexpectedly, another tiger envoy came.

Yin Shi Luo Pingdan noticed that he was being watched, and his eyes traveled ten miles to look at Li Weiyi, who was using his Heavenly Eye.

A powerful surge of mental energy, following his gaze, transformed into a colossal wave that attacked Li Weiyi.

Li Weiyi sensed the danger and immediately withdrew his Heavenly Eye, using the light and shadow of the Fusang Divine Tree to defend himself.

"boom!"

The Fusang Divine Tree shook violently, annihilated and crumbled, and at the same time, it neutralized Luo Pingdan's mental attack.

Ten miles away, Luo Ping let out a soft "hmm".

The message made no mention of a psychic expert in the caravan. With his mastery of psychic power, even a nine-star psychic master would be unable to withstand his Soul-Shattering Killing Technique.

Could he be a Holy Spirit Master?
Little did he know that Li Weiyi was no ordinary nine-star spirit master, which was why she was able to resist and resolve the attack.

Li Weiyi grabbed Ning Xuan and instantly teleported away, hiding themselves and not giving Luo Pingdan another chance to accurately launch a telekinetic attack.

"Wow, that's amazing. He must be a Holy Spirit Mind Master. Even the light and shadow of the Fusang Divine Tree could only block him for a moment." Li Weiyi looked at Yu'er, who was tightly holding the Governor's Seal on her back, and secretly regretted that Luo Pingdan's mental attack had not landed on her.

Ning Xuan had just been glanced at from afar by Luo Pingdan and was exposed to the aftershocks of the mental attack. His face turned pale, and it took him a long time to recover. He said in a trembling voice, "The Taiyin Sect is notorious and never leaves anyone alive. There is no possibility of negotiation. Lord Changsheng, we have no choice but to fight."

"Bang bang."

Below, the silver sand river, stretching for miles, flowed over again, crashing over dozens more smuggled coffins, its laughter never ceasing.

An Zhiruo seized the opportunity and slammed the jade ruyi into the ground, hitting the silver sand river.

The silver sand river quickly gathered, condensing into a figure of pure silver immortal body, nearly two meters tall, with long silver hair hanging down to the ground, holding a silver shield to block the jade ruyi.

He was the ugly envoy, Xie Wumian.

"Boom!"

A bright energy surged from the shield, spreading for miles into the darkness.

The ground beneath Xie Wumian's feet shattered, dust flew up, and cracks tens of meters long appeared.

Many of those stowaways were at the Dao Seed Realm, but faced with the aftershocks of the battle between the two Longevity Realm giants, they were instantly thrown away. Fortunately, they were far enough away that they did not die on the spot.

Li Weiyi is now quite knowledgeable and can tell that An Zhiruo and Xie Wumian's cultivation levels are terrifyingly high, and they could never be at the first stage of the Longevity Realm.

However, even though they are both at the second level, there is a difference in combat power.

The first day after the breakthrough is the second realm, and cultivating in the second realm for decades is also the second realm.

Xie Wumian used his shield to send the jade ruyi flying.

Then, the shield spun out of his hand, forming a huge vortex of air that landed on the defensive formation of the bone ship.

"boom!"

The skeletal ship, over thirty feet long, was blasted apart by the blow, rolling like a small mountain. Its internal structures crumbled and various artifacts fell to the ground.

All the armored warriors lost their footing and tumbled together.

An Zhiruo flew out of the bone ship ahead of time, then fell from the sky as fast as a streak of light, unleashing a Taoist palm print.

Ten feet above the ground, the earth had already been pressed down and sunken, leaving a palm print pit a hundred meters long.

"not good."

An Zhiruo's expression changed drastically as she discovered that Xie Wumian had used a strange movement technique to escape from the center of the palm print and had disappeared without a trace.

"Oh!"

Xie Wumian's afterimage materialized beside An Zhiruo, and a palm strike sent him flying, crashing heavily to the ground.

An Zhiruo knelt on the ground, bloodstains on the corner of her mouth. She never expected that after two hundred years of cultivation, there would be such a huge gap between her and a junior from the Taiyin Sect.

Xie Wumian stood suspended in mid-air, retracted his shield, and stared coldly at An Zhiruo: "They will all die, only Taiyin will live forever."

"Wow!"

He swooped down to the ground, transforming into a silver river of sand that disappeared into the distance.

The next instant, the attack formation of the skeletal ship was activated. A bolt of lightning ripped through the night, flying past the spot where Xie Wumian had just stood, illuminating the world.

Everything was going according to Xie Wumian's plan; the formation at Thousand Mile Mountain would never be able to harm him.

In the darkness, countless undead spirits surged forth from the ground.

A swarm of malevolent spirits and ghostly owls flew in from mid-air.

Some rushed towards the smuggled coffins, while others attacked the defensive formations of the skeletal ships.

"Wow."

Silver rain fell from the sky, pouring into the skeletal ships even the defensive formations couldn't stop it.

These silvery raindrops, once they touch your skin, instantly penetrate and seep into your bloodstream.

The armored soldiers and maids screamed in agony, as if being slowly sliced ​​to death. Gradually, the screams faded, their pupils turned silver, their bodies grew cold, and they stood up stiffly.

As the distant sounds of bells and roosters rang out, they howled like ghosts, running across the ships, attacking the formations of the bone ships, as well as the rest of the crew who hadn't been touched by the silver rain.

Li Weiyi rushed to the array hub located at the bow of the ship and released his psychic energy to control it.

At the same time, with a flick of his sleeve, a massive wave of magical energy surged forth, sweeping away all the martial artists who had entered the array platform and throwing them outside.

"It's the Silver Rain Corpse Poison from the Silver Ze Corpse Sea. The enemy is coming on strong and well-prepared; we can't stop them. They're coming for me. Patriarch Li, find an opportunity to escape quickly!"

Lu Jingshen rushed to the bow of the ship, his sword stained with blood that gleamed silver. He had already killed many of his men as he charged forward.

"Ow!"

Behind the skeletal ship, more than two hundred stowaways in their coffins were exposed to the rain, all tainted with the silvery corpse poison, and they kept howling.

They were no different from the corpse spirits that crawled out of the Silver Marsh's sea of ​​corpses.

Luo Pingdan jumped off the rooster's back, used his mental magic to walk nine steps, each step covering a mile, until he was a mile away from the ship. He shook two copper bells, and his mental energy enveloped all the corpse-turned martial artists.

(End of this chapter)