The Primordial Law

Chapter 594 Facing Haruhachi
Qingzao, dressed in a pale yellow ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), let out a charming laugh.

He unleashed a sword technique that had reached the fourth level of mastery, slashing in a circular motion with his longsword.

"Boom!"

This sword strike spread its energy for miles, its momentum so great that it nearly stopped the flow of the Tiandu River.

The two demon cultivators who joined forces to resist her, one died and the other was injured.

The dead creature was a demonic bird at the early stage of the third realm. Its body was broken in two and instantly transformed back into its original form. The two huge halves of the bird's body fell into the water, turning the entire river red.

The injured one was a demon cultivator at the mid-stage of the third realm. He survived but fell to the bottom of the river.

After escaping early in the morning, Qingzao flew upwards like the rising sun at dawn, heading towards the Netherworld Essence.

The powerful Jinling was the first to approach the area where the Netherworld Soul Essence was located. He discovered that Qingzao was approaching with murderous intent. If he took too long to collect it, he would be at a disadvantage in the next battle, and might even suffer the same fate as the third-realm demon cultivator.

Thus, like an invincible fire demon, it stood on the clouds, wielding an ancient spear tens of meters long, slashing down at Qingzao below, while simultaneously spewing out a hurricane of heat, blowing dozens of drops of Netherworld Essence toward Bai Yeqing on the shore.

Qingzao flies upwards from below, putting him at a complete disadvantage.

Seeing the spear falling from above, she felt as if the heavens themselves were collapsing. She gritted her teeth in resentment, but could only first mobilize all her magical energy and swing her sword to defend herself.

shore.

Bai Yeqing watched as dozens of drops of Netherworld Essence flew towards him like a meteor shower. He immediately waved his sleeves, releasing a swirling energy, trying to collect them into his palm.

Li Weiyi was about to give up, but unexpectedly, such a perfect opportunity presented itself. So, she transformed into a wisp of green smoke and cloud bridge, projecting it towards Bai Yeqing.

"Cousin, don't turn around, I'm your older cousin."

Li Weiyi imitated the sound of a phoenix giving birth to a unicorn and called out in that way.

Bai Yeqing sensed the fluctuations in the aura behind him and was initially alarmed, wanting to immediately use his life-saving power. However, upon hearing Luan Shenglin's voice, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

They quickly realized something was wrong. Although Luan Shenglin had entered the Ancient Kingdom of Time Ruins, why had he been hiding in secret just now, and why had he suddenly appeared at this moment?

In the blink of an eye, Bai Yeqing's mood changed three times in a row.

It was too late to activate the life-saving power.

Bai Yeqing suddenly turned around, holding the Netherworld Essence in one hand and striking out with his other hand, forming a claw.

At the same time, Shuangtong unleashed his innate Taoist technique "Ice Soul Eyes," and the ground beneath his feet and the river beside him were quickly frozen.

"Oh!"

Li Weiyi shattered the Ice Soul Eye spell with a single palm strike, colliding with Bai Yeqing's claw mark.

Bai Yeqing felt an overwhelming force pressing down on him, and his entire arm went numb. With a "whoosh," he spat out blood and was sent flying backward by the powerful palm strike of the Qinghui Immortal Qi, crashing into the Tiandu River.

The dozens of drops of Netherworld Essence held in his hand were naturally scattered and rolled into Li Weiyi's sleeve.

"Li Weiwei..."

Bai Yeqing emerged from the water, his arms trembling and unable to lift. He glared at Li Weiyi, who was turning to flee, and roared coldly, his eyes filled with rage. But then, as if remembering something, his heart was filled with horror.

"He has broken through to immortality!"

Bai Yeqing had once talked to Luan Shenglin about Li Weiyi. Luan Shenglin had a very high opinion of Li Weiyi's martial arts, claiming that if Li Weiyi's ancestral field had not been destroyed, once he broke through to the Longevity Realm, no one in the same realm could withstand three of his moves.

"Shh!"

A slender, pale yellow figure flew over Bai Yeqing's head, disappearing like a fleeting shadow as it chased after Li Weiyi.

"Wow!"

Li Weiyi activated the power of the governor's robe, teleporting more than ten miles away. He burst out of the purple mist and ran wildly through the mountains.

"Well done, Bai Yeqing. As expected of someone with the bloodline of the Martial Arts Emperor, his combat power at the same level is probably no less than that of the true disciples of the ancient sect. He was able to gather power in a hurry and withstand my palm strike, only suffering serious injuries."

Li Weiyi guessed that Bai Yeqing was definitely not at the early stage of the first realm, otherwise he wouldn't be so strong.

"Not good! They're chasing so fast! Such powerful escape techniques and such strong external manifestations of their Daoist heart."

Li Weiyi sensed the external manifestation of the Daoist mind landing on him, and his heart tightened. This meant that the other party could launch a mental attack on him at any time, as well as a long-range attack with a magical artifact.

It is very likely that the magical artifact has already arrived behind him.

"Wow!"

He activated the governor's robes again and fled more than ten miles away.

They could not escape the external manifestations of the other party's Daoist mind.

Li Weiyi was urging the governor's robe for the third time.

"Zheng!"

A mental attack, transformed into the sound of a sword, entered his mind directly.

If it were a martial artist in the first stage of the Longevity Realm, this mental attack alone would have severely injured them, causing them to collapse and lose consciousness.

Li Weiyi blocked the mental attack, but at the crucial moment of activating the governor's robe, his consciousness was briefly slowed, his internal energy became disordered, and he was almost torn apart by the spatial power.

He narrowly escaped from the purple mist, rolling away as he did so.

Spatial teleportation is extremely dangerous for low-level martial artists who have not mastered spatial power. If they make a mistake, are interrupted, or are hit, they will be torn to pieces by space.

"Swish!"

Countless needles flew in, each one shimmering with scriptures, completely enveloping Li Weiyi and denying him another chance to teleport.

"The weather was clear and early that day."

Li Weiyi had personally witnessed Qingzao kill a third-realm demon cultivator with a single sword strike when fighting two opponents. Her combat strength was far beyond what he could currently contend with.

"Ding Ding!"

He wielded the Ruyi Qiankun Sword, its sword shadows forming a net that provided impenetrable defense.

Thousands of sword energies deflected all the rain of needles.

But under Qingzao's control of his spiritual energy and intention, the needle rain was like waves, being pushed back once, flipped over, and then flew back again.

Li Weiyi had already spotted Qingzao's figure.

She was three miles away, rapidly approaching.

"Hehe, this is a technique I came up with after much thought to counter spatial teleportation. It was originally prepared for Tang Wanzhou, but I didn't expect to use it on you first." "Young Li, you killed Luo Pingdan and several deceased marquises. The True Disciple is very angry. He has raised your bounty to the same level as Tang Wanzhou's."

As soon as the voice fell, Qing had already traveled three miles and flew to the front.

Upon seeing Li Weiyi enveloped in a rain of needles, she was utterly shocked. She hadn't expected that this young man's martial arts cultivation was so formidable that the needle rain hadn't left any marks on him.

Many martial arts practitioners at the third realm cannot do this.

According to intelligence information, more than a year ago, when Li Weiyi fought against Daogong Shengwulian, he was still in the Dao Seed Realm.

He is definitely at the first level of the Longevity Realm now.

"Huang Hun is not exaggerating. Even without the battle corpse puppets, you are already a first-class expert."

On a clear morning, I loosely clenched my fist.

Like a hummingbird returning to its nest, the needles of rain condensed in her palm, forming a longsword of the seventh rank, a weapon of a thousand characters.

They escaped the encirclement of needles and rain.

Before Li Weiyi could catch his breath, the sword light came like lightning, blinding him with white light and making him unable to see anything.

The sword energy came from all directions.

Qingzao's Daoist manifestations and hundreds of thousands of longevity scriptures further compressed his body, locking him in place.

"The Way changes."

Li Weiyi closed his eyes and stopped looking at her sword, relying on his senses to prepare for battle. At the same time, he unleashed the tenth move of the Twelve Scattered Hands of the Chan Sect.

From the ancestral field, celestial radiance and the Longevity Scripture flew out, condensing into a tall divine figure that enveloped Li Weiyi's body.

After reaching the Longevity Realm, Li Weiyi was finally able to unleash this freehand technique as a Daoist art. Before that, it was merely a move, its power inferior to the Taiyi Opening the Sea and its practicality inferior to the Qingxu Chasing Cicada Step.

"Oh!"

Qingzao swung her sword at Li Weiyi, but it was blocked by the divine figures on the outside.

The sword's edge pierced the divine shadow, but was blocked by a powerful force. The sword's momentum changed direction and drifted to the side uncontrollably.

"Shh!"

Li Weiyi thrust his sword straight at Qingzao's heart with a force far exceeding his usual strength.

Qingzao was secretly alarmed and quickly flicked out a finger with her left hand, striking the blade of the Yellow Dragon Sword.

In the blink of an eye, their thrilling exchange came to an end.

Although Qingzao's sword strike aimed at Li Weiyi's head deviated from its direction, the sword energy still struck him, sending him flying.

The outcome was decided in a single round.

Li Weiyi felt as if he had been struck hard in the chest by an iron rod, his internal organs aching as if they were about to burst. Fortunately, he was wearing four layers of defense; otherwise, this single sword aura would have severely injured him.

Without any hesitation, he immediately summoned the Staff of All Things and the seven Phoenix-Winged Moth Queens, intending to form a combined attack formation.

However, before the spiritual light could be released, a storm of sword energy formed by Taoist magic blasted the seven Phoenix-Winged Moth Kings away, causing them all to crash to the ground.

With just this one strike, Haruhachi displayed terrifying combat power that rivaled that of the Great Immortal.

The next moment, her charming, playful, and youthful face appeared in front of Li Weiyi.

Li Weiyi felt that this face was even more terrifying than a corpse demon. Facing an expert of this level, he had no time to activate the governor's robe and the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal.

Every moment can determine life or death.

It didn't begin from when Haruhachi appeared in front of him, but from the moment he sensed Haruhachi.

"Oh!"

Li Weiyi used all his strength to block Qingzao's second sword, but was sent flying again, blood streaming from his five fingers that were gripping the sword.

Before he even hit the ground, the sword light was already in front of him again.

"boom!"

Finally, the light and shadow of the Fusang Divine Tree intertwined with the magical energy, solidifying into a wrathful Vajra.

At this critical moment, Li Weiyi achieved the unity of mind and martial arts, unleashing the Daoist technique of "Six Like Burning Karma." The three-zhang-tall, wrathful Vajra, blazing and bright, unleashed a fiery palm print that clashed with the sword light.

The Angry Vajra was cleaved apart by Qingzao's sword, but her attack was thwarted, and she was forced to retreat.

After sensing Qingzao's pursuit, Li Weiyi finally had a brief moment to catch his breath. After landing, he roared, "Fight!"

The spiritual light that Qingzao had shattered condensed into a suit of armor on his body.

Qingzao's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly. A mere first-realm martial artist had actually blocked three of her swords in a row, and did not seem to have suffered any serious injuries.

She laughed in exasperation: "This is your secret technique of combining thought and martial arts?"

Li Weiyi wanted to release the war zombie puppet.

Qingzao instantly perceived the situation and slashed through the air with his sword.

The air between heaven and earth split into two sword shadows, as sharp as lightning.

"Whoosh! Whoosh..."

As Li Weiyi retreated explosively, one divine figure after another condensed around him. The twelve divine figures, each with a different move, were scattered haphazardly along his retreating trajectory.

Qingzao narrowed her eyes, feeling surprised, having never seen such a mysterious Taoist technique before.

The next instant, the twelve divine figures merged into one.

Li Weiyi stopped his retreat, his eyes filled with killing intent, and as if splitting the heavens and earth, he raised his sword and unleashed his strongest strike.

Tang Wanzhou ran at top speed, his heart filled with anxiety. He held the Divine Snow Sword, each step covering a mountain. After he passed, the entire mountain was covered in snow.

For the past few days, she had been healing her injuries in a frozen, sealed state beneath the Heavenly River Underworld. Today's fierce battle awakened her.

in time!
"Immortals kill all living beings."

Tang Wanzhou, his black robe billowing, leaped over the mountains and landed behind Li Weiyi. While still in mid-air, he unleashed his strongest horizontal slash.

One vertical and one horizontal, two sword energies, one in front and one behind, fell simultaneously towards Qingzao.

(End of this chapter)