The Primordial Law

Chapter 568 Revisiting the Sea of ​​Souls
The old figure sat cross-legged, wearing a gray Taoist robe, with gray hair, a simple and honest face, and no emotion on his face.

Li Weiyi had just stood up, intending to walk towards her master.

The game had already ended.

The master, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, said something to the person opposite him, turned around and walked to the edge of the stone platform, then leaped off.

"Master!"

Li Weiyi shouted and quickly chased after him, jumping off the stone platform as well.

As the feeling of weightlessness washed over him, Li Wei instantly snapped out of his reverie, pulling himself out of his intense longing.

I realized I was falling rapidly, with the biting, howling wind in my ears.

He immediately released his spiritual light, condensing a mist of light beneath his feet to support his falling body. After regaining his footing, Li Weiyi wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, looked around, but her master was nowhere to be seen.

“Illusion, phantom… If it really is Master, how could he ignore me? Master is already dead, and I buried him myself.” Li Weiyi used the Jade Void Breathing Technique to calm his emotions.

"Wow!"

A sharp, high-pitched scream rang out.

A gaunt, disheveled, malevolent spirit leaped from the sea of ​​souls below and pounced on Li Weiyi, who was standing in the misty light in mid-air.

"Oh!"

Li Weiyi flicked her fingertips, and a flash of spiritual light, like a knife, cleaved the evil spirit into oblivion.

He opened his eyes again, raised his head, and looked at the stone peak and monument that was more than two thousand meters high in front of him.

It remains as majestic and beautiful as ever, steep and precipitous, standing alone in the boundless sea of ​​souls, and no one knows who brought it here.

The four ancient and massive bird-track characters of "Chixian Ancient Road" are like divine swords cleaving through the landscape, exuding a majestic aura and profound meaning.

Li Weiyi never expected that the spatial passage of Shaoyang Star was connected to this place.

Four years ago, when I passed by here, I would never have imagined that the top of the stone peak would have such a beautiful view.

"Wow!"

He soared into the air and landed atop the stone pillar, his gaze involuntarily returning to the spot where his master had just been sitting: "Perhaps it wasn't an illusion. Could it be that Master really did meditate here back then, and even played chess with someone here?"

Below the stone peak, the sea of ​​souls stretches endlessly, where billions of departed souls wander.

Roars, cries, screams, tearing sounds... These have been happening every moment for millions of years, without ever changing.

Li Weiyi sat down in the spot where his master had just been, looking at the chessboard, which was ten feet long and wide. No matter which direction he looked from, he could no longer see the latitude and longitude of the universe.

The moment I looked up, the low-hanging starry sky above seemed to have countless souls flying out from it, falling into the sea of ​​souls.

Terrifying yet dazzling, more magnificent than any meteor shower.

The distant sea was shrouded in leaden-black clouds. The bronze ships had sailed out of these clouds and passed beneath the stone peaks.

Li Weiyi couldn't help but wonder how horrified he would have been if he had looked up and seen a figure standing atop the stone peak.

He dared not venture into that boundless, dark cloud. Not to mention that countless years had passed, and his soul sea must have undoubtedly nurtured terrifyingly ferocious creatures. Even the golden giant claw that had captured the Nine-Headed Serpent was beyond his current capabilities.

"There must be a reason why Shaoyang Star can connect to this place. Master and Senior Sister are probably not ordinary people; they must be hiding a great secret."

"Is Master really dead or not? If he's not dead, why did he lie to me?"

"What is the purpose of Shaoyang Star bringing me here?"

Li Weiyi searched the entire stone platform carefully and flew around the stone peak, but found nothing.

Lying on my back beside the chessboard, gazing at the low-hanging starry sky above, a thought suddenly struck me.

"Wow!"

He used his spiritual light to condense enormous wings of light on his back and soared upwards.

An hour later, Li Weiyi returned to the stone platform, exhausted. The stars seemed so close, but no matter how hard he tried to fly towards them, he could never reach them.

"If the Fusang Divine Tree is the epitome of Yang, then this place is practically the epitome of Yin. How can there be so many souls? Could it be that the bronze ship really brought us to the hellish wasteland? Is Yingzhou the living land of hell?"

"I'd like to see if you are truly stars."

Li Weiyi took out the Myriad Things Staff Spear, pointed it upwards, and raised it above his head.

"Wow!"

On the sea of ​​souls, an incomparably magnificent scene appeared.

The brilliance of the starry sky transformed into streaks of light, converging towards the top of the stone peak.

Li Wei carefully absorbed the starlight. He discovered that it was even colder and more sinister than the starlight he had absorbed in Yingzhou, containing an aura of death.

Moreover, the amount of starlight that can be drawn and activated here is far greater than in Yingzhou.

As the absorption continued, a wisp of azure light mist appeared within the three-colored spiritual flames of the hundred-zhang spiritual realm between the eyebrows.

"The fourth color?"

Li Weiyi felt a surge of emotion.

It's important to understand that a Mind Master's spiritual light doesn't change just by absorbing any light.

Once the aura is fused, its intensity increases, allowing for continuous absorption.

Absorbing the radiance of the Golden Crow, the Fusang Divine Tree, and the "Book of Bright Stars and Mornings," he cultivated three-colored spiritual light—gold, red, and white—which allowed him to catch up with the young emperor in combat power at the same realm. If he were to advance further, he would not fall behind at the Saint Spirit Mind Master realm.

Perhaps I can catch up with the true disciples of the same level.

Li Weiyi sat cross-legged, holding the Staff of All Things before him, continuously absorbing the chilling starlight of this place. Unfortunately, he couldn't weave a cocoon of time; the starlight he pulled down would shatter it.

As time went by, Li Weiyi's body was enveloped in a blue mist, his mind was calm and clear, and he could clearly perceive everything around him.

This perception comes from the outside in.

The blue light shone into his body.

Originally, Li Weiyi could only sense the meridians, the ten springs, and the sea of ​​qi within his body; the rest of the body was dark and chaotic.

At this moment, it was like the chaotic world being illuminated by light, and the clouds and mist dissipated.

A thick chain ran through the top of the head, back, and tailbone, gleaming with golden light, as if cast from divine iron.

Li Weiyi opened his eyes and whispered, "This should be my first longevity lock, the Qiankun Lock!"

An Xianjing had previously told him that the reason why the Lingxiao Rice Sect had been able to produce so many powerful figures over the past thousand years was because they could mobilize starlight to find the longevity lock within the body, thus saving a lot of time.

But I searched for it too quickly.

"Perhaps it's because the starlight here is intense enough."

Li Weiyi is currently at the peak of the ninth level of the Feng Mansion. He only needs to condense the Longevity Golden Pill and break the Qiankun Lock to step into the realm of longevity.

With the aura of a six-clawed immortal dragon, condensing a golden elixir of immortality is not too difficult.

However, to break the Qiankun Lock, one needs to mobilize one's spiritual energy over many years and continuously impact it, like water dripping through stone and cutting through mountains, causing the Qiankun Lock to become thinner and weaker until it breaks.

Li Weiyi did not rush to condense the Longevity Golden Pill of the Wind Mansion. He had a bold idea in mind and wanted to discuss it with Master Guan before making a decision.

"First, break through the Qiankun Lock. If you don't break it, you won't be able to break through the Longevity Realm even if you condense the Longevity Golden Pill."

Li Wei stayed at the top of the stone peak for five days until Da Feng came to report that there was a situation outside, at which point he temporarily ended his cultivation.

The Great Phoenix stayed in the Blood Mud Space, while the other six stayed in the Qingyin Pavilion to keep Yu'er company.

Back at Qingyin Pavilion, Li Weiyi was shocked: "I've been inside for five days?"

"Otherwise, what do you think?" Yu'er shrugged and asked rhetorically.

Li Weiyi originally intended to take her into the Fire Abyss once he returned to Dongxu Camp, but he didn't expect it to take so long.

Da Feng said, "Boss Li, the woman in green outside says that the deputy sentry wants to see you."

Li Weiyi walked out of the Qingyin Pavilion.

There stood Qing Zijin amidst the radiant light and mist, her figure graceful and captivating, her expression still icy. Together with the stream, clouds, and sacred mountain behind her, she created a picture of a fairy maiden in the mortal world.

"Wow!"

Li Weiyi stared at her for a moment, then stepped out of the formation and laughed loudly, "Captain, I apologize for waiting. I was seriously injured and have been in seclusion recuperating. I hope you won't deduct my merit points?"

"My position as captain is merely nominal; how dare I deduct your merit points?"

Qing Zijin turned and headed towards the direction of Lingshan where the camp was located. She walked slowly, her long, soft hair falling smoothly down her back: "Let's go. I'm just a messenger."

Li Weiyi quickly followed.

After walking for a while, Qing Zijin struggled and hesitated for a long time before finally speaking softly: "I can only provide one five-thousand-year-old refined herb at most, which is my limit. I won't borrow it for too long, three months will do!"

"Borrow a spear and staff?" Li Weiyi asked.

"Ok!"

Li Weiyi said, "Unfortunately, I can't borrow it right now; it's very useful to me at the moment. Let's do it later; there's plenty of time. There's no need to rush."

A five-thousand-year-old medicinal herb is worth around twenty million Yongquan coins. Qing Zijin mustered up tremendous courage and almost gambled her entire fortune before asking Li Weiyi for help; she had never begged anyone like this before.

Hearing Li Weiyi's response, Qing Zijin felt that he was teasing her again. Without saying a word, she hurried away at top speed. She didn't hate Li Weiyi, but she hated herself for having such unrealistic expectations.

"Captain, please don't misunderstand."

Even from her retreating figure, Li Wei could tell she was angry again, and absolutely unwilling to listen to any explanation. He thought renting a five-thousand-year-old medicinal herb for three months was a really good price.

However, things have really been unfortunate lately.

The camp hall at the top of Lingshan Mountain.

On the table in front of Liu Tianchen were three medicine boxes, which he and Li Weiyi were enveloped in with magical energy: "According to the information we have so far, the Taiyin Sect is not sure whether Xie Wumian has been killed. Next, the Dongxu Camp needs to do two things."

"First, someone needs to disguise themselves as Xie Wumian and move around the camp."

"Secondly, Hai, one of the Twelve Taiyin Envoys, has infiltrated the Dongxu Camp. We need to rely on him to spread the message."

Li Weiyi said, "I disguised myself as Xie Wumian?"

“You’re not experienced enough. Mo Qin will handle this. I’m telling you this because… you’ve done another good deed!” Even Liu Tianchen admired the young man’s keen insight, whether it was the whistle or Xie Wumian’s dying words.

According to what he knew, Li Weiyi had only seen the whistle once at Liu Ye's place before arriving at Dongxu Camp.

Liu Tianchen continued, "Tang Wanzhou applied for a 6,000-year-old herb as a reward for killing Qin Zhengyang, and asked me to give it to you. What do you want as a reward for killing Xie Wumian?"

(End of this chapter)