The Primordial Law

Chapter 622 SOS Whistle
“Without enough time and moonlight, I’m worried that some of the silkworms will die if we suddenly change environments. Moreover, the other underworlds are far away, and communicating with the Holy Masters will become very troublesome,” Changyu Sword said.

Qing Zijin said, "Cultivating mental power is definitely best done in Chun City."

"In that case, let's go to the secret place mentioned by the Ancient Time Clan to cultivate in seclusion."

Li Weiyi had long been the backbone, making the final decision.

He was the last person who wanted to leave.

The underworld of Chuncheng spans three thousand miles, and its resources are unparalleled. Even the sacrificial pits alone contain countless riches.

When the ancient people of the Years brought the silkworms, they told them about a refuge. Tang Wanzhou gave the talisman for the refuge's formation to Li Weiyi when he left.

The reason we didn't go before was because we couldn't evacuate quietly; countless eyes were watching us from outside the base.

It’s different now!

After packing up, the four quietly left the camp.

The next day, the entire Sentinel Army encampment was razed to the ground by a group of powerful undead.

……

Another year has passed in the underworld.

In the western part of the city, which was not covered by the aura of the underworld, lies a mass burial area on the outskirts of the city.

"Ow!"

A Solomon's Seal plant, its body shimmering with scriptures, grows into a tiger-shaped body, over two meters long, with leaves and stems sprinkled with light rain on its head, and runs at an extremely fast speed.

The tiger's roar was deafening, rushing into the depths of the burial ground.

It is a 6,000-year-old herb that, for some unknown reason, has mastered cultivation techniques and can control magical artifacts.

Seven phoenix-winged moth queens pursued from seven different directions.

"Don't let it escape into that deathly area, Fifth Brother, what are you doing? Stop it!" Da Feng shouted urgently.

"It won't escape."

The four phoenixes released two bolts of lightning from their eyes, striking the tiger-shaped Huang Jing.

Wu Feng unleashed her speed talent, drawing a dazzling streak of light, and severed one of the tiger-shaped Huang Jing's legs.

The tiger-shaped Solomon's seal plant crashed to the ground, roaring in grief and anger, and was surrounded by seven phoenix-winged moth queens.

Then, the aroma of medicine filled the air.

In the past year within the Netherworld, Li Wei only spent eight months in seclusion refining the Dragon Soul Source Light. The rest of the time, he ventured out of the Netherworld, guided by Tian Lingzai, to gather precious herbs from various secret locations around Chun City.

The cultivation levels of the seven Phoenix-Winged Moth Kings all advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching the second stage of the Longevity Realm.

The Great Phoenix, the Second Phoenix, and the Seventh Phoenix all reached the peak of the Second Realm.

Li Weiyi, wielding the Staff of All Things, slowly followed, releasing strands of psychic energy to probe the underground and search for ancient treasures.

A gray fog filled the air, and the stench of decay was thick.

The ground was littered with bones, broken weapons, and rusted artifacts; ruins and crumbling walls covered the dark red earth. In some places, stepping on the soil would cause blood to seep out, all telling the intruders that this place was treacherous.

On the staff of all things, the Heavenly Spirit Child and the Earthly Spirit Child, one white and one black, grow side by side like twins.

The former had a bitter face, while the latter always smiled happily.

"call!"

A gust of cold wind blew by.

From the depths of the gray fog, figures emerged, wielding spears several times their height, their bodies ablaze with ghostly flames.

It is the ghostly soldiers transformed from the vanquished army of that ancient battle.

Li Weiyi was already used to it, so he took out the evil camel bell and shook it gently.

"Whoosh! Whoosh..."

Four ancient, transcendent corpses, crafted into battle puppets, stood side by side, heading forward to drive away the Yin soldiers.

Their bodies were severely decomposed, with the bones exposed at the rotten parts. The Heavenly Elixir of the Other Shore within them had dissipated, and the transcendent secret energy within their flesh and blood had also been severely lost.

Li Weiyi refined the stolen Ghost Pill and Corpse Pill into their bodies.

His skin was covered with puppet-like patterns.

After the ghostly soldiers were driven away, Li Weiyi stood on a barren hill, opened his Heavenly Eye, and gazed into the depths of the deathly aura. He saw a blood lake, in which floated a tiger corpse more than thirty meters long.

Even though it had been dead for 20,000 years, its body was still intact and its aura was still strong, only the tiger skin had lost its luster.

"Endless years have passed, yet the blood has not dried up, and the heat still lingers. Forget it, even if there were truly great treasures, they would surely have been taken by the ancient clan of time. This corpse is bound to be in danger."

Li Weiyi quickly retreated and beckoned the seven phoenix-winged moth queens to leave.

After consuming the tiger-shaped Solomon's seal, the four phoenixes shimmered with light, their bodies grew slightly longer, and they reached the peak of the second realm.

Once Sanfeng and Liufeng have fully digested the essence of the medicine in their bodies, they will likely break through to a higher realm soon, which Li Weiyi couldn't help but secretly envy.

Although he can refine the Dragon Soul Source Light to improve his cultivation at this stage, he needs to comprehend it and constantly understand it, transforming it into his own Dao.

In recent days, Li Weiyi has put aside all his mental cultivation and devoted himself to refining the Dragon Soul Source Light. He spent eight months refining two orbs.

However, it is still a little short of the middle stage of the second realm.

The shortcoming lies in the need for self-synthesis and assimilation, to truly understand and integrate the Dao absorbed from the ancient immortal dragon's remains. The more one absorbs, the more time is required to thoroughly study and understand it.

With a talent like Tang Wanzhou's, at the early stage of the second realm, he only needed to refine a ball of dragon soul source light and cultivate the true scripture to reach the middle stage of the second realm.

It is evident that the accumulation required for Li Weiyi to reach each level is far greater than that of the true teachings of those ancient sects.

This is the fundamental principle of overcoming adversity.

Reaching the edge of the burial ground, the sound of the wind filled his ears. Li Weiyi immediately stopped, listening intently, his eyes sharpening: "It's a distress whistle! 1,100 miles outside the city... Could it be that Tang Wanzhou and the others have returned?"

"I don't know if it will be in time."

Without any hesitation, Li Weiyi took out the jade boat and flew away like a shooting star.

At this point, who cares about concealing their whereabouts?
Time ticked by, and the whistle sounded intermittently.

"It's Nangong!"

Two hundred miles away, Li Weiyi saw from high above the sky the bright and colorful clouds blooming on the dark earth in the distance.

Several figures moved rapidly across the ground, surrounding her from all directions.

Li Weiyi was secretly curious as to why Nangong had returned to Chuncheng and where the others from Shaoyang Division were.
Nangong Baiyi was now covered in blood, his long hair disheveled, and his left arm hanging limply, clearly severed. With each step he took, he left a bloody footprint, as he desperately fled.

Magical artifacts kept flying in from behind and above.

Wisps of yin energy from the ground spread like vines, coiling around her legs. Once entangled, she would surely be captured by the Taiyin Sect experts chasing after her.

"Shh!"

Jingzhen held a black flagpole-like stick in each hand. With each use of her magic, she could catch up with Nangong and inflict new wounds on her.

Her back was a bloody mess, as if it had been punched through.

Jingzhen has completely mastered Bai Chuan's physical body, the elixir of immortality, and his magical energy, making them his own.

"Boom!"

Huo Tianming unleashed the Heavenly Tooth Battle Ring, narrowly slicing through Nangong's waist and abdomen. The battle ring spun and flew, crashing into a cliff face and causing it to collapse.

He glanced at the distant sky and exclaimed, "It's Li Weiyi's jade boat!"

With agile movements, Nangong leaped onto the top of the cliff on a cloud of light. He glanced in the direction of the jade boat and his hope was rekindled. From his exhausted body, which had been depleted of magical energy, Jiuquan's magical power surged out at a speed he had never experienced before.

"It came so quickly."

Jingzhen was not surprised. She turned to Huo Tianming, Huangfu Song and the others and said, "I'm going to intercept Li Weiyi. You all need to act quickly and capture this woman alive. If you can get her to talk, you'll definitely be able to obtain the secrets of the Ancient Clan of Time."

Huo Tianming grinned lewdly: "Haha, the so-called number one beauty of the Holy Temple Realm, the long-legged Nangong, I haven't seen what she looks like yet. She must be captured alive."

"It's very strange that she rushed back to Chuncheng from the border. What was she doing at the border? And why did she return to Chuncheng?"

Huangfu Song's cultivation had reached the peak of the third realm. He activated his nine-foot-long spear, transforming it into a Yin Ghost Python, accompanied by the long river of scriptures.

The spear and the dragon-like creature slithered past, sending the rapidly moving Nangong flying backward.

"Whoosh!"

Li Weiyi had arrived thirty miles away, stood upright on the bow of the ship, raised his fingers above his head, and a formation of one hundred and eight lightning bolts appeared around him.

After practicing the imperial technique "Nine Heavens Thunder Strike Sword", the 108 lightning beams became much thicker.

The reason why Yu Yaozi said that he was very suitable to cultivate this technique was because...

This is because the power of the Nine Heavens Thunderstrike Sword is closely related to the Thunderstrike Array. As long as one masters the Thunderstrike Array, one can easily master the sword technique.

Only by mastering the Thirty-Six Thunderstrike Array can one cultivate the first level.

The Seventy-Two Thunderstrike Array can be cultivated to the second and third levels.

The 108-Strike Thunder Array can be cultivated to the fourth, fifth, and sixth levels.

To cultivate a higher level of Thunderstrike Sword, one must absorb more powerful lightning in order to forge it.

Li Weiyi used a sword pool with 108 lightning strikes, creating a magnificent display of wind and thunder, pointing towards the heavens.

Accompanied by a deafening roar.

A bright bolt of lightning, like a zigzag celestial sword, streaked across the sky.

The very tip of the electric spark was shaped like a sword, bright and sharp, extending towards Huangfu Song in the distance.

On the cliff, Huangfu Song made a claw with his five fingers and reached out towards Nangong. Sensing danger, he immediately used his movement technique to dodge.

"Crack!"

But then, the lightning flashed and the sword struck his chest again.

His golden magical armor, covered in dense defensive runes, was struck by a sword and forced him backward, missing a golden opportunity to capture Nangong.

"Is this lightning magic? Swordsmanship?"

Huangfu Song became alert, realizing that the distance was too great and the power of the lightning was weakened, which was why he was not injured.

The jade boat flew within ten miles and then swooped down, cutting through the wind.

Li Weiyi met Jingzhen's gaze, both of them filled with killing intent. He clasped his hands together, forming a sword-shaped hand seal, and the 108 lightning strike arrays around him transformed into a rain of lightning swords.

Like a river of lightning, or like ten thousand swords flying together.

Jingzhen frowned, surprised that Li Weiyi could wield lightning magic with such mastery. Knowing that he must have made further progress in the past year, she dared not let her guard down.

"Wow!"

He swung the flag with his right hand and attacked, and an attack formation appeared on the wide flag.

With his left hand, he planted another battle flag in the ground. The black flag fluttered in the wind, and a circular defensive array appeared.

With one attack and one defense, they blocked the incoming lightning swords.

But then, Li Weiyi transformed into a ball of purple mist and teleported to the cliff behind him. He strode forward, grabbed the swaying Nangong with one hand, and unleashed a burst of clear light with one palm, sending Huo Tianming's Heavenly Tooth Battle Ring flying away.

"I'll fight you. Who's going to step forward and die first?"

The sound echoed through the mountains below the cliff.

(End of this chapter)