The Primordial Law

Chapter 537 Two Dragons Emerge from the Sea, Netherworld Bones

An Xianjing's cultivation had already reached the seventh realm.

At the main altar of the Rice Cult, after cultivating the "Dreamlike Illusion," she was only a hair's breadth away from transcendence. If the soul search hadn't caused damage to her soul, spirit, and perception, she might have already stepped into the realm of the other shore.

Li Weiyi didn't know what the seventh realm was or how profound it was. However, with this level of cultivation, An Xian could sit calmly sixty miles away and create an invisible barrier, preventing the Hidden Lord, who had cultivated to the Longevity Realm, from escaping. Even the Ten Thousand Mile Divine Travel Talisman would be ineffective.

This gives us a glimpse into the situation.

With such cultivation and methods, the monsters and spies in the water cannot get close to this area, so there is no need to worry about the truth being exposed.

"Wow!"

Li Weiyi leaped down and reunited with Yin Jun.

The Hidden Lord was highly skilled in the art of talismans. He unleashed a fog talisman, which enveloped the entire sea area in a thick white fog, creating a vast and indistinct atmosphere that trapped the two giants of the Longevity Realm, Yao Qian and Yang Yin.

The mist in the talisman was collected from the Burial Immortal Town and was several times thicker than ordinary white mist.

It not only obstructs vision, but also weakens hearing, smell, perception, and thought.

The Hidden Lord sensed the movements of the two formidable enemies within the mist, which were constantly being dissipated by their attacks. His brow furrowed deeply as he asked, "How is it?"

"The leader has dealt it a heavy blow."

Li Weiyi ultimately decided to protect An Xianjing with a lie, which would also protect Yin Jun.

An Xianjing is not a pure Buddhist practitioner; she possesses both a compassionate heart and ruthless methods. She is far from being as polite and trusting to everyone as she is to Li Weiyi. Yin Jun knows too much; she might very well silence him.

Hidden Lord, wearing a metal mask, revealed a look of delight in his eyes: "So the leader was traveling with you. You should have said so earlier; I've been living in fear. Where is the leader?"

"That Great Immortal of the Inamori Palace was highly skilled. After being injured, he used a secret technique to escape. The leader has already given chase, intending to eliminate him completely," Li Weiyi said.

Hidden Lord trusted Li Weiyi without ever doubting him, but something felt off: "Since the leader was traveling with you, why did you waste the Thousand-Mile Travel Talisman earlier? Also, why did you address the leader as 'Master'? Shouldn't you address him as 'Master'? And..."

Li Weiyi summoned the Staff of All Things, holding it in his hand, his posture as upright as a mountain peak: "Old Li, why are you always so indecisive? With a formidable enemy at hand, do you suspect I would harm you? Master has already given orders that we must eliminate Yao Qian and Yang Yin, these two great enemies of the Jiuli Clan, severing Yang Shenjing's arms so that he has no more claws to use. If these two escape, you will return to the ancestral mountain and kneel in the ancestral hall for three years. Master said this with great seriousness."

Yin Jun is the seventh-generation descendant of the coffin master, and is the most direct descendant.

The coffin master ordered him to kneel in the ancestral hall. Regardless of his cultivation level or seniority, if Yin Jun dared to utter a sound, he would have to serve an additional three years.

Yin Jun realized that Li Weiyi was hiding something from him, but now was not the time to pry. He said solemnly, "If that Great Immortal has already escaped, then today, I really have to settle old scores with Yao Yang and the other two."

"Three years ago, Yao Qian escaped from me with a life-saving talisman bestowed upon him by the Second Palace Master."

"For the past three years, I have been preparing talismans and formations to kill Yao Qian, and I will never give him another chance to escape."

Li Weiyi, sword in his right hand and spear in his left, uttered the words "Yao Qian is mine" and charged into the fog.

"Don't underestimate your opponent. Martial cultivators at the Longevity Realm are not as simple as you think. Be careful... Hey, young man, you're too eager to show off..."

Yin Jun was well aware of Li Weiyi's strength, knowing that he had definitely not reached the Longevity Realm, but rather was going to fight against the odds.

If he could defeat Yao Qian, his record would be absolutely terrifying.

Even if a true disciple of the ancient sect is at the peak of the ninth level of the Heavenly Realm, or at the half-step into immortality, encountering a longevity realm expert like Yao Qian, they can only flee immediately.

He has no attachment to life or death, and has not cultivated an immortal body. Compared with the true disciples, he is still quite far behind.

In Yin Jun's opinion, Tang Wanzhou a few years ago was the true image of a disciple in the Dao Seed Realm.

"With the dragon spirit in the governor's robe, the man and the dragon working together should be able to compete with Yao Qian. As long as he can keep him occupied, once I deal with Yang Yin, we can secure victory."

Yin Jun had figured out his strategy, and his blood was boiling. He had been thinking about this battle for at least ten years, and the opportunity had finally arrived.

"The key to victory or defeat lies with me; we must act swiftly and decisively."

With his arms outstretched, Yin Jun continuously channeled his inner energy into the governor's robe. Instantly, a dragon soul flew out from the insignia on his chest, creating a monstrous wave that surged towards Yang Yin.

Even with the cultivation of the first stage of the Longevity Realm, he could only awaken a very small portion of the dragon soul within his robe for his use.

On the other side, Li Wei flew several miles away, and the Yellow Dragon Sword in his hand burst out with brilliant light. Nine ancient characters appeared, lightning intertwined, and the sword intent stirred up the water beneath his feet, turning it into a towering wave tens of feet high.

The sheer force of their aura made Yao Qian and Yang Yin, who were two miles away, shudder.

"The Wind Mansion breaks the Longevity Realm?" Yang Yin asked.

"It may not be immortality."

Yao Qian had already taken notice of Li Weiyi during the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival and knew him quite well, recognizing his extraordinary talent. With such talent, an engagement to the pride of countless powerful families, and an extraordinary connection with the Grand Palace Master, who in the martial arts world wouldn't be envious?

Yao Qian tried to get rid of Li Weiyi many times, but all his attempts failed, and he watched helplessly as Li Weiyi rose to prominence like a comet.

The previous sword duel had completely wiped out all his psychological advantage, and the fates of Hua Yuzi, Xie Chucai, Si Wuyan, and others couldn't help but surface in his mind.

Discarding all distracting thoughts, Yao Qian's eyes flashed with a cold light as he gripped his sword hilt and slashed horizontally.

"Wow!"

The sword's aura stretched a thousand feet, as bright as the moon.

Li Weiyi met his gaze and unleashed a fierce downward slash with his sword, unleashing the power of his immortal body and the martial arts cultivation of the ninth level.

In the blood vessels, the blood and qi flowed through the whole body like a torrent.

As the sword light flashed, a dragon shadow and lightning accompanied it, shattering the thousand-foot-long sword beam.

The sharp sword energy, undiminished in its momentum, reached Yao Qian before being blocked by protective magic energy and the Longevity Scripture.

"Wow!"

"Whoosh!" ...

Yao Qian's fighting spirit surged, and he strode forward, unleashing his second sword strike, his third sword strike... By the fifth strike, the two were locked in close combat, their swords clashing, both giving their all.

A powerful surge of energy erupted, its force like mist, shaking the void.

Almost simultaneously, a dragon soul burst forth from Li Weiyi's chest, and 40,000 longevity scriptures flew out from Yao Qian's ancestral field, converging into a long river of scriptures that collided with each other.

Each of the longevity scriptures contains profound power, like forty thousand talismans condensed together, their power extremely strong.

Among them were immortal scriptures, whose power was significantly stronger, twinkling like stars. However, since he was not a dragon, he did not acquire much of the Dao.

"Boom!"

The Dragon Soul and the River of Immortality collided, and both were pushed back, each leaving a seawater trench beneath them.

Before Li Weiyi could regain his footing, Yang Yin used his agility to cross the sea and walk on water, circling around from the right.

He is the second strongest expert in the Sui Sect after Yang Shenjing. He is 117 years old this year and has been in the Longevity Realm for 20 years. He looks to be in his fifties, with a thin face and a long beard.

One sword thrusts out, and ten thousand swords fly together.

He unleashed a sword technique and Taoist art he had honed over many years, sword forms and sword energy raining down like a waterfall, leaving no room to dodge. Even more terrifying was that Yang Yin followed closely behind Wan Jian, his eyes shining like two thunderbolts, his sword covered in inscriptions, ready to strike.

"Ow!"

The dragon soul released by the Hidden Lord flew out from behind Li Weiyi, combined with the Longevity Scripture, and annihilated all the sword shadows that Yang Yin thrust out.

The dragon soul's tail strike unleashed immense energy, releasing the power of cloud thunder, and with a deafening roar, it blasted Yang Yin back.

Li Wei stopped a mile away, lightly touched the water with his toes, and gracefully landed on the top of the dragon soul's head, gazing at the long river of scriptures surrounding Yao Qian.

Yao Qian's cultivation speed exceeded Li Weiyi's expectations.

Judging from the number of longevity scriptures he has cultivated, he is not far from the middle stage of the first realm.

How long has it been since he broke through to immortality?

Clearly, the trip to the East China Sea was incredibly fruitful, and his cultivation improved rapidly.

After the first exchange, Yao Qian and Yang Yin stared at the two dragon souls opposite them, their hearts sinking. They realized that it was no longer two against two, but two against four.

Yang Yin knew that Yao Qian was in the East Sea, had seized the Dragon Soul Source Light, and had been refining and absorbing it recently, resulting in a great improvement in his cultivation. His combat strength was now comparable to Yang Yin's, who was at the mid-stage of the First Realm. So he said, "Did you use your full strength? Is Li Wei really that strong? Even if he has cultivated a longevity body, he shouldn't be this strong."

"Join forces to kill Li Weiyi first. Don't let the Dragon Soul hold you back. Once he's dead, the Dragon Soul will naturally dissipate. In this battle, we need to defeat them one by one."

Yao Qian's expression was serious, and he fully activated the magical energy within his body.

Snowflakes filled the sky, seemingly appearing out of thin air.

"That won't do! How we fight isn't up to you to decide."

The Hidden Lord, clad in a wide black robe, held a bronze pen in one hand and the governor's seal in the other. He leaped onto the head of another dragon soul and swooped down first, saying, "You two, decades of grudges, let's settle this fairly today. Let fate decide your fate."

Li Weiyi struck with his sword and staff, then raised the Wanwu Spear above his head.

Instantly, the sunlight above the sea was pulled down by him like silk threads, enveloping his entire body, and together with his psychic energy, it wove and solidified into armor.

Combining mental and physical techniques, spiritual light protects the body.

Swords and spears attacked simultaneously, clashing with the sword shadows unleashed by Yao Qian.

The scorching armor on Li Weiyi melted the flying snow and blocked the sword energy, making his momentum grow stronger with each battle.

Two figures flew across the sea, back and forth, the dragon soul and the longevity scripture clashing.

Li Weiyi gradually gained the upper hand, forcing Yao Qian to retreat continuously.

"Netherworld White Bones!"

As Yao Qian landed on the sea, a chilling aura emanated from his body as he retreated, freezing the seawater beneath his feet into ice.

The aura of the underworld surged from the ancestral field, condensing into a three-zhang-tall white skeleton, and its battle power increased significantly.

With a single punch, the white skeleton sent Li Weiyi, who had been chasing after them, flying two or three miles away.

The fist's power is formed by the convergence of sword energy; it doesn't feel solid and heavy, but rather a penetrating force that penetrates everywhere.

"Oh!"

The psychic armor on Li Weiyi's body shattered, and with the help of the defensive power of the governor's robe, the force of the punch was neutralized and transferred to his body, forming a wave of energy that dissipated.

The Netherworld White Bones is the fourth level of the great technique "Burial of Snow and Cold Prison".

Yao Qian has a high level of comprehension and has already achieved minor success in cultivation. When he unleashes his power with the cultivation level of the Longevity Realm, it is self-evident.

Seeing that Li Weiyi had withstood the punch and quickly regained his footing without breaking any bones or coughing up blood, Yao Qian immediately realized that Li Weiyi's Longevity Body had reached its peak. Therefore, instead of pursuing his victory, he charged towards the Dragon Soul.

Adapt tactics flexibly to the battlefield situation.

He possessed exceptional combat wisdom, knowing that while the governor's robe was a priceless treasure, both activating the dragon soul and spatial teleportation consumed a considerable amount of magical energy.

Li Weiyi had already released the dragon soul once before; this was the second time.

He didn't believe that Li Weiyi could release the dragon soul a third time, as long as it was shattered.

(End of this chapter)