The Primordial Law

Chapter 617 Facing the Demon Clan
The other side remained silent for a long time.

Li Weiyi seemed to understand. He slowly stood up, clasped his hands in a bow again, and sighed, "This disciple will definitely report this matter to the sect upon returning. Farewell!"

He opened the insect bag, put away the seven phoenix-winged moth queens, threw Tianlingzi into the gourd, turned around and left, wishing he had more legs.

"Wow!"

A chilling, biting wind arose from around the black figure, surging towards Li Weiyi and engulfing him from behind. Then, it pulled him towards the bottom of the sacrificial pit.

Li Weiyi reached for the note in his sleeve, but ultimately gave up and did not use the Divine Sword Talisman.

If the Divine Sword Talisman could kill this wandering soul, Yu Yaozi would have made him use it long ago.

The body felt weightless, and the world spun around.

After a while, Li Weiyi fell to the ground with a thud.

He immediately rolled to his feet, holding a sword in one hand and a spear in the other, and surveyed his surroundings.

The fog here was so thick it turned inky black, and the power of death invaded the physical body, making it difficult for protective magic energy and spiritual light to resist.

The ground beneath my feet was full of cracks.

At the center of the crack lay a corpse nailed to the ground, a rusty metal weapon piercing its heart. The gray mist emanating from the corpse's wound exuded a palpable aura of death.

At the same time, wisps of lightning flowed from the ancestral field of the corpse, emitting a faint light.

It's no surprise that it must be Ancestor Qin Yuan of the Thunderclap Sect.

"Even after being dead for 20,000 years, the power within the corpse has not completely vanished. How high must one's cultivation level have been in life?"

Just as this thought arose in Li Weiyi's mind.

The black figure reappeared, standing beside the corpse and the metal weapon, pointing to the ancestral field of the corpse: "Bring the Golden Thunder Seal and the Nine Heavens Thunder Strike Sword... back to the sect..."

Li Weiyi felt a powerful aura pressing down on him, but he was now a martial artist in the Longevity Realm and could resist it. So, he carefully walked over as instructed.

Once within a zhang (approximately 3.3 meters), Li Weiyi released lightning from his fingertips, striking the ancestral field of the corpse, from which he retrieved a golden lightning seal and an iron book.

"No matter how strong he was in life, after dying for 20,000 years, his power has almost completely dissipated, leaving him with only his imposing presence."

Li Weiyi did not find any Heavenly Pills or similar items in the ancestral field of the corpses, indicating that they had obviously dissipated. Moreover, the ancestral field had shrunk severely, leaving only a small thunder pool.

Logically speaking, a powerhouse of this caliber should possess ancestral fields as vast as lakes and seas.

The Thunder Sect possesses four Thunder Seals with the character "万" (wan) on them, in gold, red, blue, and purple.

Legend has it that the four seals combined form a supreme magical artifact.

After receiving the Golden Thunder Seal and the iron-covered book "Nine Heavens Thunder Strike Sword," Li Weiyi clutched them tightly to his chest, tears welling in his eyes with emotion. He knelt down again, saying, "Ancestor, your disciple will take you home!"

"With your words, I can sleep peacefully."

The somber aura of the black figure vanished instantly, its body dissipating like clouds in the wind, disappearing into the gray mist.

Li Weiyi kept his word, gathering all his strength to pull the rusty weapon from the corpse's chest. It was too heavy; even with his current strength, he felt he couldn't swing it.

"It should also be a treasure."

After collecting the remains of the rusty soldier and Qin Yuan into his spatial bag, Li Weiyi quickly left and ran towards the ground.

He originally intended to release the seven Phoenix-winged Moth Kings to search for some transcendent corpses or immortal treasures in the sacrificial pit, hoping to make a fortune.

Perhaps because the lost souls had dissipated, the eerie yin energy within the sacrificial pit erupted completely, and there was no longer any power to suppress it.

Some of these eerie and malevolent spirits released an aura that reached the level of great longevity, completely transformed into ghostly flames.

Li Weiyi, wielding the Yellow Dragon Sword, charged forward, and before a strange Yin Sha of the Great Longevity level could catch up, he leaped back to the ground.

"Oh!"

The eerie Yin Sha with five heads was suppressed by the power of the sacrificial pit, let out a miserable scream, and fell back down.

Li Weiyi stood at the edge of the sacrificial pit, looking back down into the hazy gray mist, and muttered to himself, "After twenty thousand years of nurturing, it's no wonder that some terrifying monster has been born. How powerful was the Empress of Time back then that she can still imprison them now? Grand Palace Master, you were lying to me just now, weren't you?"

"Have it?"

Yu Yaozi's voice rang out.

Li Weiyi said, "If you can transmit your thoughts and ideas into the Blood Mud Space, you can definitely release your spiritual power. I know you want to test my courage."

Leaving the sacrificial pit, we can finally activate the Dao Ancestor Taiji Fish.

Li Wei sent Qin Yuan and the rusty weapon into the Blood Mud Space, asking Yu Yaozi to help investigate in case there were any hidden dangers.

“You may examine it, but this weapon is mine,” Yu Yaozi said.

Li Weiyi immediately realized that the weapon must be extraordinary: "We were able to overcome this crisis entirely thanks to the guidance of the Grand Palace Master. It is only right that I share some of the benefits with you. It seems that many powerful figures are buried in the sacrificial pit. Why don't we cooperate? I will work harder to search, and the Grand Palace Master can help deal with those strange and malevolent spirits."

Yu Yaozi's voice came out: "Let's talk about it later, no rush. As long as we take over the Ancient Kingdom of Time Ruins, everything here will be ours, right? There's no problem with Qin Yuan's remains."

"The Nine Heavens Thunder Strike Sword is a lost imperial technique of the Thunder Heaven Sect. It is very suitable for you to cultivate. You can give it a try."

Li Weiyi hadn't even had time to look through it: "Swordsmanship?"

"Thunder magic, a thunder magic based on the Thunder Strike Array, can truly unleash the power of the Thunder Strike Array. Legend has it that lightning bolts are like swords, unpredictable and ever-changing. Wherever the mind points, the sword light follows. It is said that by cultivating to the ninth level, one can kill the Martial Emperor," said Yu Yaozi.

Li Weiyi took out a tin book and flipped through it: "Would you say I've gotten involved in karma?"

"What karma are you trying to get involved in? Pretending to be a disciple of the Thunderclap Sect to steal the inheritance? Think about what Qin Yuan and the others came to the Ancient Kingdom of Time Ruins back then." Yu Yaozi's mind was clear, unlike Li Weiyi's many distracting thoughts.

Li Weiyi made a decision in his heart and said, "No matter what he was like in life, whether it was a misunderstanding or not, now that I have obtained the Golden Thunder Seal and the Nine Heavens Thunder Strike Sword, I will fulfill my promise and send him back to the Thunder Sect."

...The city ruins surrounding the sacrificial pit were all shrouded in gray mist.

The group of martial artists at the Longevity Realm of Inamori gathered at the edge of the gray fog, near the crater where Sheng Wulian and Li Weiyi had fought.

Wu Hongling stood gracefully on a huge rock, listening intently to the sounds coming from the sacrificial pit.

As the movements became increasingly subtle, her eyes flickered, and she let out a soft sigh.

Since learning that Li Weiyi's ancestral field destruction was a lie and that he had already broken through to immortality, Wu Hongling was eagerly looking forward to seeing him again.

In her eyes, Li Weiyi was an interesting person, and even more so, a prodigy with exceptional talent. Although Li Weiyi and Inamiya had many grudges against each other, she just couldn't bring herself to hate them.

"The sacrificial pit has calmed down! Li Weiyi is definitely dead. No one can walk out of it alive." Zhenxin, with his body covered in ice-blue light and tall stature, let out a loud and cheerful laugh.

The woman in purple gazed at the opposite bank of the water. From within the Netherworld Clouds, booming sounds echoed continuously: "The Taiyin Sect and the Netherworld of the Dead are attacking the Sentinel Army's encampment. Should we intervene to help?"

Yu Baoyuan's expression turned solemn as he gently shook his head: "Luo Yinji's cultivation is so strong that even if Shouyi and I joined forces, we might not be able to defeat her. Not to mention, there's also the Four-Eared Ghost Monkey Marquis?"

“That’s right! Even the human race doesn’t dare to get involved, so why should we get involved?” Yu Shou said.

Yu Baoyuan suddenly stood up: "Let's go. It's a good thing that Sheng Wulian has perished, so that he won't keep coveting Hongling's 'Life North Sea Map'."

This statement has a flattering connotation.

The reason why a peak third-realm expert could curry favor with Wu Hongling was not only because of her exceptional beauty and numerous suitors in the Inamori Palace, but more importantly, because of her true-disciple-level talent.

After his trials in the ancient kingdom of Ruins of Time are over, it's hard to say who will be stronger between him and Wu Hongling.

"Zheng!"

A piercing sword cry, accompanied by a high-pitched dragon roar, came from inside the sacrificial pit's burial area.

"It's Li Weiyi's aura! He's fighting with the powerful demon warriors guarding inside!"

"How is that possible? How could he have climbed out of the sacrificial pit? And if he did climb out, why didn't he secretly use the governor's robe to teleport away?"

"Let's go over and have a look."

……

The group of martial artists at the Longevity Realm in Inamori exchanged glances, then used their movement techniques to rush over. They feared that, like last time, they wouldn't even be able to catch a glimpse of Li Weiyi.

In the gray, deathly fog.

Li Weiyi stood proudly with his sword in hand, beneath which lay a demonic corpse tens of meters long, its bird head lying even further away.

Blood stained the land crimson.

With a single sword strike, a demonic bird at the third stage of the Longevity Realm was beheaded.

He then opened the bag and put the demon corpse inside, including a fourth-grade magic artifact of the thousand-character level.

Four powerful demons, all in human form, surrounded the area, releasing their magical energy with all their might and activating the magical artifacts floating above their heads as they retreated with extreme tension.

At this moment, Li Weiyi was extremely composed, radiating confidence. This aura, coupled with that astonishing sword strike just now, was quite frightening.

"Wow!"

"boom!"

All four magical artifacts were enveloped in a cloud of scriptures, gleaming brightly, their power shaking heaven and earth, as they attacked Li Weiyi from four different directions.

No dodge.

A thick, clear celestial glow surged from the ancestral field, forming a light shield in front of Li Weiyi, blocking all four magical artifacts and suspending them in mid-air.

"He has broken through to the Great Longevity Realm!"

A demon woman at the peak of the third realm paled and was in a state of shock. She had never seen anyone below the Great Longevity realm who could withstand the attack of four heavy weapons with just their magical energy.

"Then let's use the Taoist arts bestowed by our ancestors to kill him and avenge the deceased."

The other of the two peak third-realm cultivators present was a demon man with a crane's head. He unfastened his magical cloud robe, revealing his muscular upper body.

At the location of the ancestral field, concentric ripples of space appeared.

"Wow!"

After Li Weiyi blasted the four magical artifacts away, he broke through the battle intent lock of the four third-realm experts and moved like lightning past the crane-headed man at the peak of the third realm.

The sword flashed.

"Pfft!"

The protective scriptures on the crane-headed man's body only flashed for a moment before being torn apart, and his body flew away.

A thin line of blood appeared on the waist and abdomen, the body was severed, split into two parts.

The ancestral land was destroyed.

With a deafening roar, the Azure Wind Dao Technique, bestowed upon him by a demon clan elder in the ancestral field, erupted, instantly tearing the two corpses into pieces.

One after another, streaks of cyan wind blades flew uncontrollably in all directions.

Screams sounded one after another.

The three powerful demons near the crane-headed man were a step too slow to retreat and were all severely injured by this Great Longevity Technique.

(End of this chapter)