The Primordial Law

Chapter 587 The Undead Warrior

Qing Zijin used a kind of eye-tracking technique to observe the figures passing by in the dark clouds in the distance, constantly writing something on the ground.

Beside him, Li Weiyi rummaged through the boundary bag, examining Luo Pingdan's corpse.

One of the precious boundary bags, crafted using a transcendent sea of ​​qi, was teeming with yin energy, containing tens of thousands of ghostly spirits and thousands of ghost-faced owls. Luo Pingdan had previously attempted to release them, but Li Weiyi interrupted him.

These undead spirits and ghost-faced owls can be surprisingly useful for dealing with ordinary martial artists, surrounding and hunting them, scouting and searching, and massacring cities for wealth. However, trying to stop a martial artist of Li Weiyi's level in the Longevity Realm is a pipe dream.

The most valuable items are Luo Pingdan's bronze staff, the elixir of immortality, and the twenty-five psychic stars between his eyebrows.

The bronze staff, with a branch-like top and a root-like bottom, is adorned with two bronze bells.

It is made from a special plant.

On the tree branch, there are still the array patterns of the seven formations that Luo Pingdan refined, and the bells are used to control the ghost spirits and the ghost-faced owls.

The twenty-five psychic stars were a good thing. Li Weiyi mobilized the four-colored spiritual flames to refine the residual soul essence of Luo Pingdan on them.

Hold one in your hand and meditate to absorb it.

In a short while, the spiritual energy that had been depleted in the battle was restored.

Li Weiyi handed one to Qing Zijin.

"I do not need."

Qing Zijin gently shook her head, pulled open the sleeve at her left wrist, revealing half of her smooth, white, slender forearm.

Hidden on his forearm was a bracelet made of more than ten psychic stars strung together. It used a secret method to lock in the light, and its radiance was faint, but one could tell at a glance that it contained divine power and was not simple.

"No wonder you dared to enter the Netherworld of the Dead. With this string of beads, you're not afraid of consuming spiritual energy and can still absorb and cultivate." Li Weiyi knew that her willingness to reveal this string of psychic star beads was a sign that she had more trust in him.

Qing Zijin pulled her sleeve back to cover herself, her eyes hesitant, as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself. Finally, she said, "The stories about your ancestral land being destroyed, your collapse and suicide, etc., are all fabrications. Right?"

“Currently, including you, no more than ten people know about this. My fiancée, Zuoqiu Hongting, is completely kept in the dark,” Li Weiyi said.

Qing Zijin said, "She will be happy for you when she hears this news. In any case, congratulations. You have made it through the path of martial arts. The future is bright and boundless. Even your enemies will acknowledge that you are the greatest talent in the world."

"You're the first person to congratulate me," Li Weiyi said with a smile.

Qing Zijin always felt that Li Weiyi was teasing her again, but this time, she felt no disgust. Instead, her heart was stirred, and she pretended to be angry: "What time is it now? How can you still laugh? Even if the sky were to fall, would you still be able to put on a smile?"

Li Weiyi's smile faded, and he said bitterly, "Actually, I'm terribly worried inside. Tang Wanzhou, Liu Ye, and Chang Yujian are all my good friends, and the people of Shaoyang Division are my comrades. But, our abilities are really limited. Acting rashly is no different from sending ourselves to our deaths. Instead of smiling to relieve the pressure in my heart, should I cry and make both of us feel sad and anxious in order to appear loyal and righteous?"

"You're right, if we act rashly, it's no different from sending ourselves to our deaths."

Qing Zijin gestured for Li Weiyi to look at the pictures and text written on the ground.

“I have a photographic memory and have long memorized the information in the camp’s hundred records. I just noted it down, and there are thirty-seven deceased marquises who have appeared in my field of vision. Four of them are highlighted in the information in the Cave Ruins Camp’s hundred records, which means that they are powerful and have the potential to grow into monarch-level and king-level.”

"The Jade Corpse Marquis comes from the Corpse Sea of ​​the Rotten Swamp. He is a transcendent jade corpse from ten thousand years ago that has developed intelligence and possesses an extremely powerful physical body. He is currently at the third level of the Longevity Realm. No matter how much the essence of the transcendent corpse is lost, his physical body is still terrifying. It would be a big mistake to regard him as a marquis."

"Can it rival the Great Longevity?" Li Weiyi asked.

"do not know."

Qing Zijin gently shook her head: "The information in the Hundred Records is only briefly recorded. If we encounter it, we should run away immediately. In addition, the Four-Eared Ghost Monkey Marquis, the Horse Corpse Marquis, and the Emperor-Patterned Bone Marquis are all extraordinary. What we see now is undoubtedly just the tip of the iceberg."

Li Weiyi nodded, his eyes solemn: "Even if a Hundred Marquis level expert appears, it wouldn't be surprising at all."

The Seven Grievances Plain alone has occupied a hundred states, which were once the Lingxiao Realm. Each state sends a marquis, making them a powerful force of a hundred marquises.

The "Records of the Seven Wronged Lords" is just one of the hundreds of records in the Dongxu Camp's intelligence database, even if the hundreds of records are just a figurative number.

Dongxu Camp was just one of the camps of the Shaoling Army.

Li Weiyi said, "Just what kind of ability did Chu Yutian have to persuade those powerful spirits in the Netherworld to let him lead all the marquises? That ability is truly terrifying."

The Taiyin Seal can mobilize the army of the deceased.

However, making noble marquises like the Jade Corpse Marquis and the Emperor-Patterned Bone Marquis submit to his command is beyond the capabilities of the Taiyin Seal. Ultimately, the deceased are the masters, and the Taiyin Sect is merely a servant.

Qing Zijin said, "In the past, during weak cycles, the Cave Ruins Ghost City would select potential deceased marquises to enter the Ancient Kingdom of Time Ruins in search of opportunities, but this time, it is clearly more important than before. Moreover, the Taiyin Sect has also gotten involved, which is something we rarely see in the past."

“It wasn’t this tense before, was it?” Li Weiyi asked.

Qing Zijin nodded: "To be precise, in the past, both sides deliberately avoided war in the Ancient Kingdom of Time Ruins, focusing on seeking opportunities and cultivation. Even if there was a struggle, it was a struggle for opportunities."

Li Weiyi said, "I suspect that Bai Chuan and Mo Duanfeng didn't have a clear understanding of the number and strength of the deceased experts before entering the Ancient Kingdom of Time Ruins. At this moment, the people in the valley are probably facing a dilemma of whether to flee or defend."

The seven phoenixes that had been sent out to scout flew back and landed on Li Weiyi's shoulder.

……

The Jade Corpse Marquis, the Emperor-Patterned Bone Marquis, the Four-Eared Ghost Monkey Marquis, and five other powerful deceased marquises stood on a circular black stone platform, each in a different position, working together to activate a gong-shaped swastika-shaped artifact.

The altar was located about six or seven miles from the Valley of Vanye, and was shrouded in layers of dark clouds.

The members of the Shaoyang Division in the valley could not see who was urging them to do so.

"Boom!" The gong-shaped swastika, like a bronze millstone, unleashed a portion of its primordial power, forming a vortex of wind that connected heaven and earth, which struck heavily against the array light veil that enveloped the three peaks.

The gauze sags and quickly dims.

Then it burst into a burst of intense light.

The deafening sound of the gong echoed through the air, creating waves of sound that could be seen churning in the void.

Neither the deceased nor the living dared to approach the past.

Even a small amount of the original power of the swastika weapon can move mountains and cleave rivers, making it a powerful weapon for breaking formations and killing enemies.

"Buzz!"

"Bang!"

Each time the array's light veil was struck, the surrounding earth trembled.

Several feet wide cracks have appeared in the ground at the edge of the defensive formation.

In the valley.

Nangong, Yan Zhiruo, and Zhao Tang stood atop the three mountains, manipulating formations to defend themselves.

Shirakawa rode eight black flags arranged in a formation to guard the valley entrance.

Xu Daoqing, whisk in hand, peered into the dark clouds, his brow furrowed: "Gentlemen, something's not right! There are more and more Marquises of the Vanished Spirits, and I even saw the figure of Marquis of the Corpse Horse. If Mo Duanfeng brings another enemy, how can we stop them?"

Bai Chuan realized he had underestimated his enemy: "I think that prolonged defense will inevitably lead to defeat. It would be better to break out immediately, eliminate the enemies outside first, and then confront Chu Yutian."

Changyu said, "We have no idea what the situation is outside. If we rush out rashly, what will we do if Fanye Valley falls?"

"Bai, Shengsi, Daoist Xu, and Chi Haohan can charge out together; the rest of you stay and guard the valley," Bai Chuan said.

Tang Wanzhou said, "Wouldn't that give spies an opportunity to take advantage?"

Shirakawa's feelings were complicated. He had never encountered such a chaotic situation before. Not only was it difficult to distinguish between right and wrong, but there was also no time for thought or introspection. Everything seemed to require making the right decision in the shortest possible time. In the Sword Dao Imperial Court, most of the time it was a duel in the arena. Even if there were schemes and calculations, they were simply clever ideas during the battle.

"Any scheme can be thwarted in the face of absolute power."

Bai Chuan tried his best to remain calm, staring intently into Tang Wanzhou's eyes: "Before setting off, the Deputy Sentinel Master must have given Saint Si some powerful trump cards. If we don't use them now, when will we?"

Tang Wanzhou remained silent, not wanting to get into an argument.

Having a trump card but not using it is where its greatest potential lies.

Having just entered the Ancient Kingdom of Time Ruins, without even seeing Chu Yutian's face or knowing what the enemy's trump cards were, Tang Wanzhou used them. He didn't believe he could lead the Shaoyang Division out of the Ancient Kingdom of Time Ruins.

Changyu Sword said, "Second-ranked scholar, with such a noble status, why not use the life-saving technique you carry first?"

Shirakawa narrowed his eyes, having reached his limit of tolerance for Changyu Sword's repeated offenses.

Tang Wanzhou's tone was icy: "This time is different from the past. The enemy is clearly trying to annihilate us. Rather than passively defending, we should take the initiative to break through. After breaking through, we should scatter and escape, not giving the traitor a chance to infiltrate among us. I will use the sound of a special whistle to find you one by one, investigate you one by one, find the traitor, and kill him."

"If necessary, I will use the life-saving technique given to me by the deputy sentry to cover your escape."

"I believe that once you get away, you all have the ability to hide and survive."

"Shaoyang Si, I have the final say. Bai Chuan, what do you say?"

Bai Chuan was naturally more than happy to oblige: "I have the highest cultivation level, I will charge into the enemy lines. Only by breaking through those experts who are wielding the Myriad Character Weapons can you break through and escape."

"I'll cover the rear," Tang Wanzhou said.

Xu Daoqing said, "This humble Taoist will lend a helping hand to the Holy Master."

……

After hearing Qi Feng's report, Li Weiyi immediately looked towards a certain direction in the dark clouds: "Is the Jade Corpse Marquis really that strong? Do you think there's a chance if we launch a sneak attack?"

"What are you going to do?" Qing Zijin's expression changed slightly.

Li Weiyi said, "I also have a 'Ten Thousand Character Artifact'! Tell me, if we let those senior members of the Immortal Cloud Sect who have the seventh-realm Longevity Golden Core in their bodies use their magical energy to activate it, could it unleash extraordinary power? Come with me, let's go do something exciting."

"Exciting?"

Qing Zijin vaguely guessed Li Weiyi's thoughts. His dormant blood was stirred, and he felt a strange excitement in his heart: "Should we blow the whistle and communicate with the people in the valley first?"

“Those Taiyin Envoys of the Taiyin Cult may not understand the secret language of the whistle. But if they do recognize the whistle, we will be in great danger.”

Li Weiyi and Qing Zijin stealthily made their way towards the array platform that Qi Feng had reported. They moved very slowly, afraid of disturbing the air and also worried about the spirits lurking underground.

As the distance closed, Li Weiyi and Qing Zijin appeared about five miles away from the array platform. Obscured by the dark mist, they could only vaguely see eight eerie figures standing on the platform.

“This is it, we can’t get any closer,” Li Weiyi said.

(End of this chapter)