The Primordial Law

Chapter 628 The troops are approaching the city
Amidst the dense, snow-white, feather-like rice stalks of magical energy, a dazzling sword light flew past Li Weiyi and headed straight for Chu Yutian.

"Oh!"

Li Wei pressed down with his palm, slamming the tip of his spear towards the ground.

Then, a bridge of green smoke appeared beneath their feet, and they were blasted back more than twenty feet.

The Purple Heaven Thunder Seal and the Golden Heaven Thunder Seal flew out from the ancestral field at the same time, and revolved around his body in the 108 Thunder Strike Array.

The sound of thunder was deafening, and purple and gold electric sparks crawled all over the earth.

Unable to pursue Li Weiyi, Chu Yutian raised his left arm, and a seven-layered circular shield emerged from his palm, blocking the sword energy flying from afar.

"Boom!"

The phoenix cried out, and the sound of wheels rang out.

A magnificent silver carriage, accompanied by a surge of magical energy, sped out from the shadows of the ruins and stopped opposite Chu Yutian.

The entire ground was crushed by the vehicle frame, leaving many cracks.

Standing at the center of the 108 lightning pillars, Li Wei saw that behind the phoenix, the one driving the chariot was Zhuang Yue, whom he hadn't seen in a long time. He knew perfectly well who had slashed at Chu Yutian with that sword at the most critical moment.

With this sword strike, Li Weiyi will be even more determined to make that decision she made before.

Chu Yutian still held the nine-foot-long spear in his hand, looked at Li Weiyi in the center of the lightning, and said, "Just now, your magical energy, strength, and speed were significantly enhanced. Otherwise, even with her sword strike from a distance, you definitely wouldn't have been able to catch or dodge it."

Li Weiyi was severely injured, but he held on tightly and said, "If I were you, I would regret it to death. You were too confident. If you hadn't used Huangfu Song's spear, but your own strongest magic weapon, I might not have had the chance to break through that step in my cultivation realm."

"Do you think I'll regret this and become agitated, giving you an opportunity to take advantage of me?"

Chu Yutian pointed out Li Weiyi's intentions and looked at the phoenix-shaped carriage opposite him: "Are you trying to make an enemy of me?"

"Chu Zhenchuan is too ignorant. She doesn't want to be your enemy; she's here specifically to help me kill you. Because she's my confidante," Li Weiyi introduced in a very formal tone.

Inside the silver carriage, Inamiya Shinichi's voice rang out: "You can shut up first! Chu Yutian's spirits and the dead are opposed to each other. This is the biggest contradiction in Yingzhou. Inamiya is not like the Demon Kingdom, which cannot distinguish between what is important and what is not."

Zhuang Yue was extremely cold and didn't even glance at Li Weiyi.

Wenren Tinghai, Huo Tingye, and several border army experts appeared nearby and stood at a distance.

At the top of the city wall, a masked figure in black robes stood proudly with a yin-yang gong floating above his head, and said in a deep voice, "Chu Yutian's life is mine."

Everyone's eyes turned upwards.

Previously, Jingzhen attempted to capture Nangong, but was attacked by Yin Yang Luo and repelled.

Chu Yutian laughed and said, "Old Mo, you are supposed to be the number one young expert in the capital, why are you hiding your true self like a virgin? Are you so ashamed to show your face?"

The two-meter-tall figure in black robes removed his mask, revealing Mo Duanfeng's thick eyebrows and fierce eyes, a resolute face, but his eyes were filled with bitterness: "I just find it hard to face Nangong and Li Weiyi, and even harder to face Bai Chuan's body."

"I pride myself on my unparalleled wisdom and exceptional martial arts talent, as well as my ability to face the Taiyin Sect and the Netherworld of the Dead. However, upon entering the Ancient Kingdom of the Ruins of Time, I nearly died at your hands, losing both my whistle and my battle sword. I only managed to survive by relying on methods of self-preservation."

"I originally intended to scheme against you, believing that everything was going according to plan. However, it was precisely because of my stubbornness that the Shaoyang Division split, giving Jingzhen an opportunity to take advantage of the situation and almost causing everyone's annihilation."

"After I recovered from my injuries, I rushed back to Vanye Valley and saw the devastated battlefield and the fallen Shaoyang Guards. I was devastated. Fortunately, it wasn't the worst outcome; most of you managed to break through. Otherwise, I can't even imagine if I could have rekindled my fighting spirit. Perhaps I would have given up and killed myself!"

His words were naturally meant for Nangong and Li Weiyi, and had nothing to do with anyone else.

The reason why Mo Duanfeng felt such intense pain and guilt was that the Taixu Camp was responsible for monitoring the Taiyin Realm, had the most dealings with the Taiyin Sect, and knew the most about Chu Yutian.

Moreover, before setting off, he had the highest cultivation and combat power, and was the de facto leader of the Shaoyang Guard, while Tang Wanzhou at that time only had the cultivation of the second realm.

He also formulated the plan.

How could he not bear the greatest responsibility?

Nangong appeared below the crenellation where Mo Duanfeng was standing, her face pale, yet still breathtakingly beautiful: "I also bear responsibility; the fault is not solely yours."

Mo Duanfeng took a deep breath, composed himself, and his eyes hardened: "I swore that I would never remove my mask until I killed you. Now that I have removed it, you will not live to see tomorrow. Chu Yutian, do you dare to fight me to the death?"

"What are the benefits?" Chu Yutian asked.

Mo Duanfeng raised his arm, and the Yin-Yang Gong fell, hovering in his palm: "Don't you want to take back this swastika artifact?"

"Forgive my bluntness, but if you had the Qian Gang Blade in hand, you would have a 30-40% chance of winning. Although the Yin Yang Gong is a swastika-shaped weapon and is even more powerful, if you used it to fight me, your chance of winning would be... at most 20%." Chu Yutian said, "You should know that even though we are both at the peak of the third realm, my combat strength has improved compared to when I first entered the Ancient Kingdom of Time Ruins."

Those who practice swordsmanship value momentum above all else.

The stronger the momentum, the greater the combat power.

Chu Yutian was definitely wary of Mo Duanfeng's reckless, death-defying mentality. At this moment, his goal was to shatter Mo Duanfeng's confidence and make him doubt his own strength.

"Chu Zhenchuan's algorithm is flawed! Didn't you realize that the situation has subtly changed? You're now surrounded by the Sentinel Army, the Rice Palace, and the Demon Kingdom. This isn't a one-on-one battle; it's a group of us against one of you. Right, Brother Wenren?"

After Li Weiyi finished speaking, he looked at Wenren Tinghai.

Wenren Tinghai naturally saw this as an excellent opportunity to kill Chu Yutian, and with Mo Duanfeng leading the charge, he could easily reap the credit and fame. Conversely, if he attacked Li Weiyi first, Mo Duanfeng would surely return to the Holy Capital to spread the word, and the Holy Dynasty would then send diplomatic envoys to the Demon Kingdom to exert pressure, ending Wenren Tinghai's life as the Emperor's disciple!
A thousand thoughts flashed through his mind, but Wenren Tinghai stood tall and righteous: "The Taiyin Sect is a sect that everyone has the right to kill. Personal grudges should naturally be put aside for now."

Chu Yutian laughed loudly: "Wenren Tinghai, if you don't kill Li Weiyi today, you will surely die at his hands. I rarely evaluate someone so highly after only meeting them once. That's all I have to say. Everyone, I'll take my leave now!"

Chu Yutian took off and flew away in the direction of Wenren Tinghai of the Chu Dynasty.

Wenren Tinghai never expected that Chu Yutian would not fight Mo Duanfeng or kill Li Weiyi, but instead came towards him. He was speechless and had no choice but to use Shen Yu Furnace.

At the top of the city wall, Mo Duanfeng struck the Yin-Yang gong and chased down like a shadow.

"Catch the knife!"

Li Weiyi threw the Blood Pool Silver Sea.

Mo Duanfeng caught the flying silver battle blade in mid-air. Although it did not give him the same bloodline connection as the Qian Gang Blade, it still possessed the aura of an emperor and was definitely not an ordinary item: "Thank you."

Chu Yutian was extremely skilled; he treated the original power of the two artifacts with the character "万" (wan) on them as nothing.

He swung his nine-foot-long spear, knocking Shen Yulu away and causing various scriptures to explode, forcing Wenren Tinghai to retreat.

At the same time, from the central spring on his back, soul mist surged forth, condensing into a humanoid phantom, making him appear as if he had two heads and four arms. The humanoid phantom drew circles with both hands, condensing into a Taiyin Seal, which deflected the flying Yin-Yang Gong to the side and smashed it towards Wenren Tinghai.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

The two swastika-shaped artifacts, Shen Yulu and Yin Yang Gong, fell and crashed onto the ground in front of Wenren Tinghai.

Flames burst forth in all directions, and the sound of gongs was deafening.

Wenren Tinghai stumbled and dodged repeatedly, covered in dust and dirt, in grave danger. They had clearly agreed that a group of people would beat Chu Yutian, but now he felt like he was being beaten by a group of people.

Li Weiyi did not intercept Chu Yutian because he had already pushed himself to the limit.

Seeing that Wenren Tinghai had been drawn into the situation, Chu Yutian was frightened away. He could no longer suppress the mouthful of blood, which he spat into his sleeve. He quickly put away the Purple Gold Seals and the 108 Thunder Strike Array, and circulated the liquid magic power in his Divine Palace to heal his injuries.

"It turns out he was just bluffing."

The still frame, standing in the shadows, returned, flew to the top of the city wall, and attacked the Southern Palace once more.

The reason he chose Nangong instead of the seemingly weaker Li Weiyi was because he couldn't judge what Inamiya's true attitude was.

"Jingzhen, you really don't know what's good for you."

With a thought from Li Weiyi, the sound of ice crystals shattering echoed from the top of the city wall.

The four battle-dead puppets that had absorbed Li Weiyi's blood opened their eyes, transformed into awakened corpses, and broke through the ice as their internal magical energy circulated.

They were all desiccated corpses, with disheveled hair and holding magical artifacts, and they all attacked Jingzhen.

Li Weiyi noticed several powerful border guards from the Demon Kingdom cautiously surrounding him. After protecting his injuries with liquid magic, he roared, unleashed the Yellow Dragon Ascends to Heaven technique, flew onto the city wall, and charged towards Jingzhen.

Sitting on the phoenix carriage, Zhuang Yue snorted, clearly extremely dissatisfied with Li Weiyi's decision to go to rescue Nangong despite being seriously injured.

As soon as Jingzhen came into contact with the four war zombie puppets, she realized how powerful they were.

The four corpses seemed to have developed sentience and possessed independent fighting spirit.

"Whoosh! Whoosh..."

Li Weiyi also released the seven Phoenix-Winged Moth Kings, seemingly poised to surround and kill Jingzhen.

After unleashing two long rivers of sword energy, Jingzhen repelled the two war corpse puppets and quickly jumped off the city wall, fleeing towards the outside of the city.

"Don't chase."

Li Weiyi stopped Nangong, who was about to give chase, and pointed to the horizon: "Look!"

The entire horizon was shrouded in dark, ghostly clouds and mist, which surged in from all directions.

Some of these massive figures were rushing toward Chuncheng.

The thunderous sound of iron hooves made the city walls tremble slightly. The roars of the mounts of the undead army rose and fell, and the loud horns echoed through the ruins for hundreds of miles.

The army of the dead marched on Chun City and was about to besiege the city.

“Jingzhen has rushed over. Will Mo Duanfeng fall into Chu Yutian’s trap again? Chu Yutian’s cunning is even more impressive than his martial arts.” Nangong felt that it was difficult to maintain his usual wisdom in such an extreme situation, so he looked to Li Weiyi for advice.

"Since the army of the dead has already arrived outside the city, Tang Wanzhou and the others must have returned ahead of us."

Li Weiyi looked down at the city wall outside the city and quickly said to the group of border army experts gathered by the Great Immortal of the Demon Kingdom: "Let's go! In our current state, we will have a tough battle to fight after entering the city."

Beneath the city walls, along the banks of a stretch of water several miles wide, a large number of deceased marquises gathered, led by the Four-Eared Ghost Monkey Marquis and the Golden Giant Skull, creating a scene of a hundred different kinds of spirits reflected on the water and the shore.

(End of this chapter)