The Primordial Law

Chapter 577 Sword Slave
Inside the camp, the Shaoyang Guards whispered among themselves, frowning as they also felt that Mo Duanfeng's suggestion was inappropriate.

Whether Chu Yutian, so cunning and resourceful, would fall for his tricks was secondary.

The Ancient Kingdom of Ruins of Time is located in the Netherworld of the Dead, which is naturally advantageous to the Taiyin Sect. If it cannot be defeated in one battle and exposed to the light, it will not be used as bait, but clearly fed to the enemy.

In short, the risk is too great, and they cannot afford the consequences of failure.

Mo Duanfeng knew the principle that "people's hearts are different, and they seek peace but fear loss." To accomplish something, sometimes one really does need that decisive authority. So he said, "I heard that your Shaoyang Division is going to spend twenty years to defeat Chu Yutian and kill half of the Taiyin Envoys. This news has become a joke in the Holy Capital!"

"Shaoyang Sishengsi, in the East Sea, used talismans made by others and the flames of the Great Longevity to kill Qin Zhengyang, who was far stronger than her. She did manage to regain a little bit of face."

"But only by killing Chu Yutian can the Sentinel Army avenge its defeat."

"This is not just a matter for your Dongxu Camp, but for the dignity of the entire Sentinel Army."

"Your Dongxu Camp's face can be trampled on by the Taiyin Sect for twenty years. You can swallow your insults and endure ridicule and abuse with a clear conscience. But the Taixu Camp can't stand it, the Zulong Camp can't stand it. For twenty years, you've been deceiving yourselves."

"If you are afraid or terrified, you don't have to go to the Ancient Kingdom of Time Ruins. But get out of the Sentinel Army. The Sentinel Army doesn't have spineless cowards like you. We are facing the most dangerous enemy. We are standing at the forefront of life and death. If we all back down and become afraid of death, then there is no hope for humanity."

His words sparked public outrage.

The eyes of all the Shaoyang Guards turned cold.

"Please retract your words," Xu Daoqing said sharply, each word like a sword.

Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Mo Duanfeng continued with a contemptuous look and laughed, "What did I say wrong? With our help, the opportunity to kill Chu Yutian is right in front of us, yet you insist on waiting for twenty years. From top to bottom, you are all timid and cowardly, lacking any fighting spirit or will."

"In the end, it all comes down to a lack of strength and fear of a powerful enemy. I've insulted you all like this, yet not one of you has the guts to teach me a lesson. If you're so afraid of me, wouldn't you kneel down and beg for mercy when you see Chu Yutian, becoming his slave?"

"The Shaoyang Siji is vast and boundless; please, do not interrupt the wind, bestow your guidance."

"Qiu Cheng of Shaoyang Division, I'll break your Broken Wind Blade."

At almost the same time, Chi Haohan and Qiu Cheng rushed onto the high platform from the left and right, respectively, their magical energy exploding. One clenched his fist, and the other pinched his fingers, attacking Mo Duanfeng.

The two men were enormous, one a giant six or seven meters tall, with scriptures flashing on his armor, possessing immense strength and the might to devour the heavens and drink the seas.

The other was as agile as lightning, swift and fast, with a dazzling light emanating from between his brows, and his arm, which was clenched into a fist, turned jade-colored.

They themselves did not expect that they would act at the same time.

"Wow!"

The array patterns on the high platform were instantly activated by the magical energy emanating from the two individuals, transforming into a battle platform of array light.

Tang Wanzhou did not stop them. He and Bai Chuan gracefully retreated and flew out of the array platform.

"Boom!"

Mo Duanfeng did not activate his magical energy to enhance the defense of his three layers of armor, nor did he use any Taoist techniques. He simply raised one arm and used his forearm to block the fierce fist force of Chi Haohan, who was several times larger than his own body.

"Oh!"

At the same time, Qiu Cheng's fingertip touched the ancestral field on Mo Duanfeng's abdomen. Ripples of energy vibrated across the armor, producing a resounding buzz.

Qiu Cheng's face lit up with joy.

Even if the opponent is wearing three layers of armor, this finger strike can definitely penetrate the armor and severely injure them.

Mo Duanfeng stood firmly in place and kicked Qiu Cheng away.

With Qiu Cheng's speed and agility, he didn't even have time to dodge or react before he coughed up blood, his body collided with the array's light barrier, and he fell limply to one knee.

"boom!"

On the other side, Chi Haohan appeared furious and seemingly dull-witted, but his combat wisdom was extraordinary. The moment Mo Duanfeng swung his arm to strike, knowing he couldn't dodge, he didn't flinch but counterattacked, using his massive body to swoop down.

You must strike flesh against flesh, armor against armor, before the opponent's palm strike lands on you.

His armor was already activated, releasing both defensive runes and offensive power simultaneously. His opponent, however, relying on his superior cultivation, hadn't activated his armor, clearly underestimating him and being overconfident.

Despite knowing that his opponent's strength was superior, Chi Haohan still felt he had a chance to win.

With a loud bang, it was like two massive iron mountains colliding.

The sound of metal clashing exploded in everyone's ears.

On the battle formation platform, sparks and storms raged.

After the collision, Mo Duanfeng took a step back, but Chi Haohan was thrown away and crashed heavily into the array's light screen before staggering to the ground.

Chi Haohan had a splitting headache. The head-on collision had taken its toll, and although his body had withstood it, his brain seemed to be shaken to its core. His vision went black, and it took several breaths for him to recover.

During this time, Mo Duanfeng did not make a move, but simply watched him coldly.

That arrogant gaze was a more decisive victory than simply knocking him down.

Seeing that Chi Haohan had recovered, Mo Duanfeng finally spoke: "Being able to repel me by one step means you are qualified to enter the 'Longevity Land Ranking.' In just one year, you refined two orbs of Dragon Soul Source Light, advancing from the early to the middle stage of the third realm. Your cultivation has indeed made great progress, which is equivalent to what you would achieve ten years later. However, the magic energy and scriptures within your body are also no longer under your complete control. If you can calm down and hone your skills for a few months, your combat power will increase by at least 20%. Only then will you truly be in the middle stage of the third realm."

Chi Haohan did not make another move.

In just a brief exchange, his opponent saw right through him.

It's clear that although Mo Duanfeng acts aggressively, he is by no means a reckless or ignorant person. Perhaps, he truly has the confidence to kill Chu Yutian. Mo Duanfeng's gaze fell on Xu Daoqing, the scholar, and the pipa player: "Who among you is the most capable fighter? If any of you can force me to use the treasured sword in its sheath, then this matter will be dropped. If you don't even have that ability, then I think I am qualified to command you."

The three of them were the strongest in the Shaoyang Division, and they were all in their eighties or nineties.

A martial artist in the third stage of the Longevity Realm has a lifespan of three hundred years, so being eighty or ninety years old is considered very young.

Saint Tang Wanzhou, however, is simply more talented, but his cultivation level is still only at the second realm.

Xu Daoqing walked step by step onto the battle platform, took out a whisk, and purple clouds rose from his head: "Before we start, I have three questions for Mr. Mo on behalf of the Shaoyang Division."

"Go ahead and ask," Mo Duanfeng said.

Xu Daoqing asked, "The first question is, Mr. Mo, are you familiar with Chu Yutian's cultivation level?"

Mo Duanfeng said, "The Taixu Camp is responsible for monitoring the Taixu Realm. They have the most dealings with the Taiyin Sect and have the most people planted in the Taiyin Sect. They have the most detailed intelligence on the Taiyin Sect. The news that Qin Zhengyang met with Daogong Zhenchuan on the Lantern Festival was provided to you by us."

“I have analyzed all of Chu Yutian’s battle records over the past ten years, repeatedly studied the details of the battles, and know all his trump cards. My understanding of him even exceeds his understanding of himself.”

Xu Daoqing pondered, his resentment towards Mo Duanfeng lessening somewhat, at least knowing that Mo was taking his opponent very seriously. He then asked, "My second question is, Mr. Mo, do you know how many experts the Taiyin Church has entered the Ancient Kingdom of Time Ruins?"

"The answer is still the same: our informants within the Taiyin Sect will deliver the intelligence to me," Mo Duanfeng said.

Xu Daoqing asked, "The third question is, if we fail, how do we extricate ourselves?"

"In case of any unforeseen circumstances, I possess a transcendent escape technique, condensed within my armor over a decade of cultivation, which should be sufficient to get everyone out of trouble," Mo Duanfeng said.

"I'm fine now!"

On the battle formation platform, Xu Daoqing's magical energy and willpower erupted, spreading purple light like thousands of intertwined chains.

For the first time, Mo Duanfeng revealed a solemn expression, and scriptures began to flash on his armor.

Below, Changyu Sword said, "It seems that Master Xu's cultivation has reached the peak of the third realm. Even for a true disciple of the ancient sect who is at the early stage of the third realm, it will not be easy to defeat him."

"Can this Broken Wind Blade be compared to a true disciple of an ancient sect in the third realm?"

Li Weiyi didn't know much about Mo Duanfeng, only that he was very strong, so strong that no one could fathom his strength, and that he already possessed the aura of a Great Longevity.

Chang Yujian gently shook her head: "Without personally sparring with someone of this caliber, who would know what level they are at? Even with enough Dragon Soul Source Light to help us, we would still have to wait ten years before we are qualified to fight him now. For someone to be so famous, he must have real skills."

"Legend has it that the martial arts emperor of the Holy Capital once commented on him, 'Sword Slave, Sword Slave, you are truly a fine sword worth polishing.'"

"You must understand, even for those with the Great Longevity and Transcendental Ranks, catching the eye of the Martial Arts Emperor is no easy feat. To be praised as a 'good sword,' what extraordinary talent must one possess?"

Lu Qing said, "The rules in the imperial palace of the capital are very strict. He came from there, so it's no wonder that the rules are so strict."

“Having witnessed the emperor’s might in the inner palace, he probably learned his decisive and ruthless approach from that martial arts emperor,” Liu Ye said.

The scholar interjected, "Don't you think that reaching his level of cultivation and strength at the age of seventy-two is actually a terrifying thing?"

The four nodded in deep agreement.

Breaking through to immortality within sixty years of reaching the Lingxiao realm is extremely rare. Advancing from the first realm to the second within ten years is often only achievable by true disciples of ancient sects. And the further one progresses, the more difficult it becomes to break through realms.

On the battle formation platform, the outcome will be decided.

Suddenly, the metal scabbard on Mo Duanfeng's back flew up, and he raised it above his head with one hand.

The sword sheath fell, cleaving through the purple clouds and sea of ​​clouds that Xu Daoqing had created.

"boom!"

A blinding blade of light appeared, stirring up a whistling wind. Instantly, Xu Daoqing's defenses crumbled, and he was forced to retreat violently.

The whisk slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

The sword case crashed into the battle platform, shattering it completely and obliterating even the defensive formation.

"I lost!"

Xu Daoqing, who had retreated to a distance, stared in disbelief at the figure opposite him wearing three layers of armor, his fingers bleeding profusely.

He knew there was a gap between him and the other party.

But when he was at the Dao Seed Realm, he could fight the young emperor of the same realm to a standstill. Now, however, even at the same realm, he couldn't even force his opponent to draw his sword before being defeated!

Mo Duanfeng said, "Although I did not use a sword, I have already used sword techniques. If you hone your skills at the peak of the third realm for ten years, I will definitely not be able to defeat you without using a sword. Currently, among the twelve Taiyin Envoys, only Zi Envoy Luo Yinji and Chen Envoy Qingzao can reliably defeat you."

"Seiji, do you want to fight?"

Tang Wanzhou shook his head and said, "The deputy sentry just transmitted a message to me, saying that all matters should be discussed and decided by the three of us, and that the most important thing is to avoid discord. You two have already made your decisions, so do you think a fight can change that?"

Seeing that he had subdued Shaoyang Si, Mo Duanfeng softened his attitude: "The existence of Hai Shi is too dangerous. The sooner we use our talents, the sooner we can get rid of him, lest we make things worse."

"Furthermore, once we enter the Ancient Kingdom of Time Ruins, we will inevitably encounter Chu Yutian sooner or later. As far as I know, Chu Yutian is not far from breaking through to the next realm, and we cannot give him any more time. Therefore, after discussing with Bai Chuan, we feel that this battle should be fought sooner rather than later. I hope you can all understand."

Tang Wanzhou said nothing and went straight down the mountain towards the camp hall.

Mo Duanfeng watched her retreating figure, not paying much attention: "To enter the Ancient Kingdom of Time Ruins, everyone should prepare at least ten years' worth of daily necessities. We'll depart in three days."

(End of this chapter)