The Primordial Law

Chapter 629 Unstoppable
Neither the awakened corpse state nor the remaining magical energy in the longevity golden cores within the four battle corpse puppets could sustain a prolonged battle.

We must break through as quickly as possible.

Li Weiyi and Nangong, along with four war corpse puppets and seven phoenix-winged moth queens, leaped down from the city wall and landed directly in the wide waters.

Instantly, the sounds of battle filled the air.

Various magical artifacts and Taoist techniques flew in from all directions.

"Boom!"

Li Weiyi activated the four-colored spiritual light, which solidified into armor covering his entire body. He swiftly led the way, his eyes sharp, constantly slashing with his sword, his movements fluid and powerful.

The sword energy of the Yellow Dragon Sword is so powerful that any deceased marquis who is struck by it will scream in agony, their soul scattered, and they will be utterly defeated.

Amidst the sword energy, the wind was fierce and the water waves surged skyward.

Nangong Wanyue was graceful and beautiful, with her black hair flowing like a waterfall, like a fairy walking on water, and she followed closely behind Li Weiyi.

She raised the spring of light, its divine glow radiant. With each swing of her arm and a gesture, a river of light and flame shot forth, dispersing the dark clouds and ghostly aura.

In an instant, they had fought their way out several miles.

Seven phoenix-winged moths flew around the two, blocking the incoming Taoist magic and magical artifacts.

The Great Phoenix possessed the strongest physical body and immense strength. It clashed with a mirror-shaped magical artifact launched by a Ghost Marquis of the Third Realm, instantly unleashing a resounding clang of metal striking metal.

The three phoenixes spewed forth a long river of golden crow flames, colliding with the Taoist arts unleashed by the two Corpse Lords. The flames dyed the sky red and boiled the waters.

The five phoenixes were incredibly fast. With a single claw, they pierced the skull of a Bone Marquis that had emerged from the water, leaving several holes, and then flung it away.

……

Huo Tingye, the Great Immortal of the Border Army, wielding a halberd and clad in armor, leaped from the city wall, pursuing the enemy across several miles. Thick, cloud-like magical energy surged from the ancestral field, the longevity scriptures shimmering with a vast and powerful aura.

"Li Weiyi, give me back my brother's life!"

Huo Tingye has a deep-seated grudge against someone, so even if he attacks the Sentinel Army, there will be a reason for it later. As long as he makes meritorious contributions, someone in higher-ups will naturally protect him; otherwise, who will be willing to risk their lives for him in the future?

Li Weiyi glanced back; she had already prepared for him.

Two ancient mummified corpses of the seventh realm were responsible for covering the rear.

They suddenly turned around, each holding the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal and the Golden Heaven Thunder Seal respectively, and all their profound and pure magical energy surged into them.

Both swastika-shaped artifacts shrunk to the size of houses, one purple and one gold, their primordial power unleashed to an extremely high level. A massive eruption of lightning and sound terrified the surrounding spirit marquises, causing them to retreat in fear.

"Boom!"

The air exploded, creating a giant, powerful wave.

Huo Tingye's expression changed drastically. He immediately raised his protective aura and held his halberd horizontally to defend himself.
"Oh!"

Two bolts of lightning blasted him several miles away, his body crashing into the ancient and thick city wall of Chuncheng. Large sections of the wall collapsed, and he plummeted outside the city.

The halberd in his hand melted, and the armor on his chest turned crimson.

Inside the armor, his entire upper body was a bloody mess. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his body went limp, and he knelt on the ground, unable to continue the fight.

Several powerful border troops who were about to make their move, upon seeing this scene and looking at Li Weiyi, who was causing a group of fallen marquises to continuously collapse, ultimately lost their courage and, after discussing it, decided to hold back for the time being.

The Great Longevity was severely injured in one round, and the Marquis of the Lost Spirit fell one after another. With Li Weiyi and Nangong not showing any obvious signs of weakness, who would dare to make a move easily?

The cultivators from all sides who were secretly watching the battle couldn't help but gasp in astonishment.

The phoenix-shaped carriage slowly drove into Chuncheng through a gap in the city wall.

The figure inside the car gently lifted the curtain with slender, jade-white fingertips, gazing into the distance.

Li Weiyi was covered in blood, his long hair flying, his body always upright like a halberd. Sometimes he charged into battle with his sword, slaying enemies and breaking through formations, and sometimes he held Nangong's hand and used the Qingxu Chachan Step and the spatial teleportation technique, heading straight towards the direction of time.

Roars, the clash of magical artifacts, screams, thunder... the entire Chun City was in an uproar.

His imposing presence seemed unstoppable, as if even a thousand troops couldn't halt his advance.

Zhuang Yue sat outside the carriage, feeling jealous and resentful: "Miss, look at Nangong Mingming, he's clearly a top-notch martial arts expert, yet he's following her like a little bird. It's all an act, definitely an act, it's infuriating. Doesn't she have any movement techniques or escape skills herself? Li Weiyi is infuriating too. He clearly knows you're here, yet he's pulling and tugging at other women, walking side by side with them. How devoted and loyal he is!"

No one spoke inside the car.

……

"Wow!"

After an unknown amount of time and a fierce battle that lasted until the sky darkened, Li Weiyi and Nangong broke through the purple mist and finally entered Chunze.

The years ahead occupy the entire field of vision.

The four battle-dead puppets had exhausted their magical energy and were stored in his spatial pouch. The seven Phoenix-Winged Moth Kings were also either exhausted or injured, and all were placed in his insect pouch. Li Wei's internal magical energy was nearly depleted, and he could only use it to protect his internal injuries.

Fortunately, the group of undead marquises had been defeated and did not pursue them.

"Come with me, can you still hold on?"

This time, Nangong grabbed Li Weiyi's wrist, enveloped him with magical energy, and used his movement technique to rush towards the vast and misty Chunze.

A strange, indescribable feeling stirred within her. To be able to trust and entrust her life to a man she barely knew—this was destined to be an unforgettable experience of life and death.

They overcame numerous dangers and perilous situations, creating an impossible miracle.

Although they were still in grave danger, Nangong knew that even if the two of them died here, it would be a glorious achievement, like creating a legend. Because even someone as powerful as Gu Zhenxiang could never have carried her alive all the way from the cliff to this point.

She turned her exquisitely beautiful face, so stunning it could take your breath away, and slightly raised her head to look into Li Weiyi's eyes.

Li Weiyi was staring intently behind him, searching around.

"What are you looking for? Inamiya Shinden? Is she really your confidante? Why does she seem so distant? I feel that, apart from that sword strike she swung at Chu Yutian to save you, she doesn't seem to have much interest in anything else. She didn't make a move when we were surrounded. She didn't make a move when we were surrounded."

Nangong stepped on the longevity scripture and the radiant clouds, speeding along like lightning, and looked ahead again.

"There's still one person missing from this siege." Li Weiyi was very worried. At this moment, he and Nangong were in extremely bad condition, seriously injured, and had very little fighting power left.

Nangong asked, "Who?"

“The person who should be showing up the most has yet to appear. Luo Yin Ji!” Li Weiyi said.

Nangong's expression turned serious. After a moment, he asked, "Do you think she is Zijing?"

Li Weiyi shook his head: "No, at least the Luo Yinji I fought was definitely not her. Someone actually dared to chase after us, and they're so fast… Carry me for a while later…"

“Okay!” Nangong said.

Li Weiyi stood still, his figure proud and imposing, releasing all the magical energy and spiritual light within his body, which transformed into a pure, glazed fire that covered the surrounding area.

Chi Yuan, the strongest member of the demon race to enter the ancient kingdom of the Ruins of Time, broke through the air and landed on a low hill full of ancient stone tablets and relics. He looked down at Li Weiyi and the beautiful woman standing beside him.

Chi Yuan is the son of Chi Luan and the grandson of Fei Feng. He possesses powerful bloodlines, a humanoid physique, and a bright red fire feather mark between his eyebrows.

His eyes, like crimson gems, were behind his back as he laughed, “Still trying to bluff? I saw everything in the previous exchange. Chu Yutian is all talk and no action. He knew you were seriously injured, yet he dared not gamble. If he retreated into the city and joined forces with the other Marquises of the Dead, it would be a miracle if the two of you could break through the encirclement. As for Wenren Tinghai, he is afraid to risk his life for great things and wavers when faced with small gains; he is destined to achieve nothing.”

Li Weiyi, judging his identity from the thick demonic aura emanating from him, laughed and said, "In my opinion, Old Chu is much smarter than you. He commands an army of the dead, why would he gamble with his own life? Overpowering others with influence is better than overpowering them with force. On the contrary, you, chasing after him alone, are you just going to your death?"

Chi Yuan didn't take it seriously: "You've used every trick in the book in the battle. Your injuries are so severe that you're at your limit. You even need a woman to help you walk. You've reached this point, so all you have left is to be stubborn, right?"

Nangong Youyou said, "When it comes to being stubborn, who can compare to your Luan Clan?"

Li Weiyi was overjoyed and laughed heartily: "Like father, like son! I heard that even after Chi Luan was beheaded by the Mist Emperor, he still kept his mouth shut."

"You are presumptuous!"

Chi Yuan was instantly enraged, his eyes blazing with fire.

A massive phantom of a crimson phoenix appeared around him, then condensed into a huge claw print that spanned dozens of feet and slammed towards Li Weiyi and the other person.

Li Weiyi's eyes narrowed, and he raised his arm.

Five fingers, resembling lotus blossoms, are placed in front of the chest.

Its sacred and precious appearance is like that of the Buddha.

The fifth level of the Six Like Burning Karma condensed into a Seal of Bestowal and was unleashed.

The pure, glazed fire surrounding Li Weiyi transformed into streams of flame that swirled and flowed along his arms before merging with Shi Yiyin's seal, unleashing a terrifying power akin to the hand seal of Buddha.

"Boom!"

The claw mark shattered instantly.

Seeing Shi Yiyin and the Glazed Divine Light descend, Chi Yuan's pupils suddenly contracted. He never expected that Li Weiyi had such a unique skill. He had no choice but to hastily release the Longevity Scripture to meet the attack.

With a loud bang, he was hit by Shi Yiyin, his mouth and nose bleeding, and he was sent flying.

Li Weiyi leaped onto the hilltop where Chi Yuan had just stood, throwing out two battle corpse puppets and the Purple Gold Seal: "Suppress it."

With his internal energy in disarray and his organs damaged, Chi Yuan glanced hastily at Li Weiyi, whose aura was overwhelming, and the two shimmering swastika artifacts. Thinking of Huo Tingye's previous fate, fear rose in his heart. Without thinking, he immediately spread his wings and transformed into a streak of crimson light, fleeing into the distance.

Li Weiyi breathed a long sigh of relief, but a wave of pain and weakness washed over her, making her feel unsteady as she collapsed into the arms of Nangong, who had rushed over a step later.

Those two war-dead puppets were just for show, like corpses. They were only able to scare away Chi Yuan because of the ferocity they had accumulated earlier.

With the army of the dead at the city gates, even though he knew Li Weiyi was at his last gasp, Chi Yuan dared not continue fighting and dared not allow himself to be seriously injured.

When will the arrow finally reach its end?
(End of this chapter)