The Primordial Law

Chapter 661 The Underworld Disciple
Li Songgu, clad in a black robe and wearing a metal mask, his deep eyes gleaming in the night, sped along the east bank of the Sui River like a ghost.

He had just received news from the hermit in Donghai Longcheng about Li Weiyi's current situation and was feeling extremely gratified when two urgent emergencies followed one after another.

First came the warning from Zuoqiu Ling that the evil Taiyin Sect had entered the southern territory, followed by the devastating news that the clan's residence had been breached.

Jiuli City is the capital of Lizhou Prefecture.

The Cangli tribe was the main tribe of the Jiuli.

The clan's residence in Jiuli City was breached by a Ghost Marquis who then fled. Such a disgrace would likely be ridiculed by the world: "Without the Suizong and the Sanchen Palace to guard it, Jiuli City is nothing more than the backyard of the departed spirits west of the Mangshan Mountains."

If the Ghost Marquis is not killed and the Fourth Prince is not rescued, the ancient prestige of the Jiuli tribe, which was finally restored due to the emergence of the Hidden Ancestor and the return of its leader, will inevitably be damaged.

What worries Li Songgu even more is whether this matter is related to that evil person from the Taiyin Cult.
According to Zuo Qiuling, the Taiyin Sect could easily destroy a living realm with its strength, but fortunately, they are far enough away. Only by ensuring their demise can we deter them and force a reassessment of the consequences and costs.

Before long, Li Songgu had traveled more than 300 li and arrived at Lanye Town, which was mentioned in the letter.

One-third of the Jiuli tribe's population lives along the banks of the Sui River, where they have built numerous towns over thousands of years. Lanye Town is a large market town with over 100,000 inhabitants, and it is currently shrouded in night and a veil of magical light.

"The fact that the location was chosen in a densely populated town shows that they knew I would be hesitant to act rashly and would not dare to easily provoke a major battle at the level of the Longevity Realm."

Li Songgu's mind raced, and in a flash, he appeared outside the array of light at the town's entrance.

Looking around, strange noises came from the darkness.

An old corpse with sparse hair and a putrid stench walked over the dense reeds by the riverbank, its hoarse voice escaping its throat: "The letter said that if you want to exchange for your brother, you must come alone. You brought too many people; you clearly don't care about your brother's life."

The rotting corpse tossed a bloody, severed hand over, then said, "Your brother doesn't have many limbs; if you cut any more, they might not be enough! I'm giving you one last chance: get to Yaoguan within half an hour. If you don't make it, or if you're still bringing men, then go collect the corpse..."

"Oh!"

Unable to contain his rage, Li Songgu struck out with a palm from a distance, shattering the rotting corpse into pieces.

All the remains fell into the river.

The previous generation of reclusive rulers, "Shang Nantang" and "Zhuo Lao," who were stationed at the Jiuli Taoist Temple as the "chieftains of the Shanli tribe," emerged from the riverbed and underground respectively to quickly discuss countermeasures.

Shang Nantang transmitted his voice in a deep voice: "Such cunning, the person behind it must be an evil person from the Taiyin Sect. I have already sent a message to the Cangli Clan Chief and the Mo Hai High Priest, but there is probably not enough time. There is only one way now: I will use my disguise technique to go in your place."

The old man was a tiger-like deformed human, with a tall stature: "If the other party has just arrived in Lingxiao Realm, they certainly are not familiar with you. Going to Nantang should not be a problem. We will hide twenty miles away and provide support at any time. Even if the other party's cultivation is high, they will have difficulty detecting us."

……

Li Weiyi kept tracking them, but the further they went, the farther they went.

"If we go any further, we'll probably reach Yao Pass!"

Dozens of miles away from Yaoguan, Erfeng suddenly turned west and flew towards the dark, gloomy Longshan Mountains.

The Mangshan mountain range is vast and secluded, with towering peaks and countless large tombs scattered throughout.

Legend has it that in ancient times, the martial arts emperors of Yingzhou would travel thousands of miles to bury themselves here in hopes of being resurrected.

This is because the Longshan mountain range is near the Blood Sea Coffin Dock and the Lost Spirit Mist Domain, which are extremely Yin places in the world.

Beneath every mountain peak may lie the tomb of an ancient emperor.

There is also a saying that the Mangshan mountain range was the root of the immortal dragon vein of Yingzhou. After it was cut twice, the dragon vein became the Mang vein, and the spiritual energy of the entire Yingzhou was depleted. People could only gather around the Heavenly Spring and Earthly Spring to cultivate, and becoming an immortal became extremely difficult.

The Dragon-Slaying Mouth in Zangxian Town is said to be one of those cuts.

Of course, these are all legends. No ancient emperor has ever been resurrected from the Mangshan Mountains, and for many years no martial arts emperor has made a special trip to bury himself here.

Upon entering the Longshan mountain range, a chilling atmosphere immediately hits you.

At the foot of each mountain peak, ancient steles, sacred paths, stone beasts, and memorial archways can be seen everywhere.

"boom!"

A sudden surge of magical energy emanated from the mountains, creating a strong, whistling wind that seemed to cause the mountains to tremble.

Li Weiyi and Yao Qingxuan flew to the top of a mountain covered with red rocks. They saw that the ancient, desolate forest in the distance was shrouded in thick, dark ghostly clouds.

The chieftain of the Shanli tribe released a fat, boar-like monstrous insect, Junhou, which summoned ferocious insects from the underground tomb, and they fought fiercely with the spirits in the ghost clouds.

"Ow!"

The old man was enveloped in the Longevity Scripture. He let out a high-pitched tiger roar and unleashed a tiger claw technique, which collided with the large handprint of the Netherworld Disciple "Erota" that was reaching towards Li Songgu.

Both of them were Great Longevity cultivators at the peak of the Fourth Realm.

Upon impact, the Longevity Scripture exploded, forming bright circular ripples that spread outwards.

Even with the protection of the old man behind him, Li Songgu was instantly thrown away like a scarecrow.

It turns out that Shang Nantang had disguised himself as Li Songgu and gone to Yaoguan when Erluo Tuo suddenly appeared and attacked Li Songgu's true identity. Clearly, the plan to deceive the Netherworld disciples with the disguise technique had failed, and the enemy was extremely cunning.

It was Zhuo Lao and the chieftain of the Shanli tribe who fought back bravely, retreating as they fought, and then retreating towards the Longshan Mountains.

Their greatest advantage is their extreme familiarity with the geographical environment.

Once inside the Longshan Mountains, one can summon the ferocious insects from the underground tomb complex to serve as a means to hold off the enemy while waiting for the Cangli Clan Chief and the Mo Hai High Priest, two powerful figures in the clan at the seventh realm.

Erada was five feet tall with short, thick limbs and a head covered with protrusions. After letting out a strange laugh, he wielded a tower-shaped black iron mace and unleashed a domineering strike.

Amidst the dense array of magical artifacts and scriptures, the black iron mace transformed into a gigantic shadow hundreds of feet tall, forcing the old man to stagger backward repeatedly. The magical arm guards on his arms shattered inch by inch, leaving them covered in blood.

"Boom!"

A mountain peak was struck, causing large sections of its cliff face to collapse, with boulders and trees falling continuously.

After the mountain collapsed, a flat, hundred-foot-high stone wall was exposed inside.

The stone wall is covered with ancient characters, neatly arranged, shimmering with eternal, inextinguishable beams of light.

As if he had anticipated this, Li Songgu tossed the bronze pen, which was of the eighth grade and the thousand-character level, to Zhuo Lao, and then rushed towards the mountain peak, entered the forest, and hid inside the complex formation.

He shouldn't get involved in battles at the level of the Great Longevity Realm.

The old folks of the Jiuli tribe knew exactly which of the mountain tombs in the Longshan Mountains were dangerous, which were empty, and which had complex formations.

“It’s the Great Longevity, I’m no match for him. We shouldn’t act rashly, let’s think of a way to save him first.” Yao Qingxuan’s expression was solemn. He then looked at the two Ghost Marquises who were restraining the Shanli Clan Chief. Their strength was also extremely powerful, clearly reaching the third realm.

Li Weiyi nodded slightly and released his mental power to perceive. Instantly, a light shone from his brow, spreading outwards like ripples as he searched for Li Songlin's aura.

Yao Qingxuan felt a headache coming on. He thought Li Weiyi's actions were rash. Once his mental power was released, he would expose himself. He wanted to stop him.

But found...

His mental energy was surprisingly intense and refined, and he exuded a calmness and confidence.

Soon, Li Weiyi discovered the third battlefield forty miles away.

The two combatants were Shang Nantang, the previous reclusive ruler, and a Great Holy Spirit Master. Li Songlin's aura was also present there.

Li Weiyi did not rush over immediately, but instead released Qifeng first.

Qi Feng's body shrank and disappeared into the night in an instant.

The second, third, and fourth phoenixes flew towards the two ghostly lords in the inky black ghostly clouds.

The moment Li Weiyi released his spiritual energy, Zhuo Lao and Eruo Tuo, who were fighting, immediately sensed it and looked over.

In the distance, the mountain peak was illuminated by four-colored light, like a torch reaching to the sky, dazzling and radiant.

"Boom!"

A clap of thunder boomed, igniting the night sky.

Li Weiyi transformed into a bolt of lightning and rushed out, descending from the mountaintop and instantly appearing above Elder Zhuo and Eruo Tuo.

With his five fingers spread out, the clear and radiant magical energy surging from his palm transformed into a bright and shimmering cloud, enveloping and locking onto Eruo Tuo, giving him no chance to escape or dodge.

Amidst the clouds and mist, the ancient seal, the size of a palace, materialized.

The palm strike was powerful and heavy, pressing down.
Erlot felt a suffocating pressure, his eyes turned cold, and his magical energy surged wildly, all of it pouring into the black iron mace of the pagoda.

The scriptures on the mace spread out in circles, releasing power and force, and slashed straight upwards.

"Boom!"

The ancient seal of heaven and earth pressed down on the giant shadow of the bronze mace and the scriptures, causing them to deform and collapse, and then the force crashed down on Erode.

Erlothu groaned and retreated a hundred feet, knocking down ancient, desolate forests in his wake. Tree branches and wood chips flew behind him, and the black iron mace in his hand trembled incessantly.

Fortunately, he was physically strong, and his magical artifacts and robes provided excellent defense, allowing him to withstand the attack without being seriously injured by Li Weiyi's palm strike.

"you……"

Eruo Tuo, with his short, thick legs, steadied himself and just realized that the newcomer was probably Li Weiyi.

Suddenly, lightning flashed before his eyes. Li Weiyi's handsome figure, enveloped in purple lightning, had already arrived in front of him, and a phantom-like palm struck him heavily in the chest.

This palm strike is unpredictable, sometimes rising, sometimes falling, and unpredictable.

It was powerful and domineering, like a blazing sun with boundless radiance crashing through, causing the air to crackle and pop.

Erada reacted swiftly, possessing exceptional eyesight. He broke through the illusion to find the truth, and before the palm print could fall, he blocked the constantly spinning black iron mace in front of his chest.

"Oh!"

The palms and maces collided, producing a deafening metallic clang.

Eruo Tuo was thrown back, blood spurting from his mouth and nose. His arm, which was holding the mace, was numb and powerless from the lightning emanating from Li Weiyi's palm. He shouted, "Li Weiyi is back! Quick... the hostages..."

As he uttered these words, Erode activated a talisman on his body.

Instantly, his body was enveloped in talismanic light.

Originally flung into the air, he used an uncanny movement to stop his backward flight, soaring into the sky and avoiding Li Weiyi's deadly third finger strike.

Then he broke the sound barrier in mid-air and moved sideways.

With incredible speed, it rushed towards the Lisong Forest, dozens of miles away.

Eruo Tuo heard the whistling wind in his ears, the mountains and forests receding continuously, his mind unsettled. He made up his mind to flee Lizhou immediately, and the Lisong Forest became his human shield.

Li Weiyi raised his arm above his head, and a formation of 108 lightning bolts appeared around him.

With a wave of his arm, a giant purple lightning sword condensed within the formation and flew out across the mountains.

"Pfft!"

Several miles away, Eruo Tuo let out a miserable cry as his defenses were pierced by a sword, and his body crashed into the mountainside.

The purple lightning sword pierced through his body, scorching him until his entire body was charred black.

The surrounding trees and rocks all caught fire and turned purplish-red.

At the mountaintop, Yao Qingxuan stood there, completely stunned, as if suffocating.

"The Great Immortal... couldn't even escape?"

Her mental state far surpasses that of martial artists of the same level; very few things can stir up any ripples in her heart.

At this moment, he felt completely detached from the outside world, and the image of Li Weiyi's disheveled state when he was ordered to clean the Nanqing Palace when he brought Li Weiyi to the Daojiao headquarters flashed through his mind.

Now that the tide has turned, she is worried that she will be retaliated against.

Zhuo Lao and Li Songgu, who was hiding in the forest, were also dumbfounded and speechless for a long time.

The old man was the first to react, closed his mouth, and prepared to go and help the Shanli clan chief deal with the two ghost marquises.

I've just taken my first step.

However, they discovered that the Shanli clan chief, with the help of three Phoenix-winged Moth Kings, had already blasted the two Ghost Lords apart, turning them into two clouds of ghosts.

(End of this chapter)