The Primordial Law

Chapter 680 Seven-Level Pagoda
The surrounding urban area of ​​Xianlin is filled with secluded mansions and densely packed buildings, and the defensive formations have been fully activated.

High walls and courtyards are shrouded in overlapping light and shadow, and the stone slabs of the streets gleam with golden light.

Because it was a power struggle between high-ranking factions in the Demon Kingdom, the city guards of Night Demon City didn't dare to approach at all, treating them as deaf and blind.

……

The four mysterious individuals each possessed extraordinary backgrounds. Within their hundred-year years, one was the strongest in the realm of life, one was the lord of a clan, one was a disciple of the Demon Lord, and one was the number one in the prefecture. Their intellect, combat skills, and talents were all at the pinnacle of their era.

The four people formed a "four-tiered pagoda", which was more than four zhang tall, with each person occupying one tier inside the pagoda.

Each person was surrounded by shimmering blood-red light and floating scriptures, making the eerie tower on the street appear both dark with demonic mist on the outside and crimson with blood on the inside.

"Zheng!"

Changyu drew out a ninth-grade thousand-character jade sword, longer than his own body. Its magical energy condensed into a pillar of light, shooting straight into the heavens. The sword was covered with dense golden scriptures, like a blue sky filled with golden clouds.

He did not use this sword when he fought against Wang Huo, the true disciple of Yi Zong.

This was bestowed upon him by his clan after he entered the third realm!
"Wow!"

With a single sword strike, the power of a Great Longevity level energy was unleashed.

The azure sword river tore through the thick demonic clouds, shattering the coiled dragon red copper staff that the man standing on the fourth floor of the fourth-level pagoda was wielding.

The sword river instantly exploded, transforming into hundreds of scattered sword energies that shot out in all directions.

The blow left a shattered mark on the street that stretched all the way to Changyu's feet, forcing him to retreat repeatedly.

The tower, formed from black magical mist, is very solid, like a real Buddhist pagoda, and is a multi-tiered, pavilion-style tower.

The patterns of lotus flowers, scrolls, Bodhisattvas, Buddhas, and other designs on each level of the tower are recognizable. It can be said that the forging method of the Blood Floating Demon Armor is exquisite and unparalleled, a masterpiece of Yu Tuonan's painstaking efforts.

In order to form the pagoda, each of the four mysterious figures held a Buddhist array bead in their left hand, activating a large number of array characters.

Chang Yujian knew about the Blood Floating Demon Armor because each of the major factions in the Demon Kingdom would receive a batch during the competition for immortality. The younger generation of Holy Spirit Mind Masters in the Demon Kingdom, led by the second-place scholar Qu Yao, were urgently refining the array runes.

The array patterns on the Blood Floating Demon Armor have all been erased and it will be disabled.

Prior to this, Changyu Sword was unaware that the Blood Floating Pagoda Armor could actually form a pagoda.

At the same time, Chang Yujian was confident of victory against the four other immortals of the same realm. This confidence stemmed from her status as a true disciple of an ancient sect and a student of the Emperor. Even though each of these immortals possessed exceptional wisdom and extraordinary abilities.

However, facing four immortals clad in Blood-Piercing Demon Armor who could unleash combined attacks using the armor, Chang Yujian, though still full of fighting spirit, knew clearly that she would lose more often than she would win.

When the four mysterious figures formed the Pagoda, Changyu Sword only wanted to leave immediately, confident that she could escape unscathed.

Tonight, Changyu Sword will certainly not retreat.

He knew that someone wanted to test Li Weiyi's current cultivation level, but Li Weiyi was a guest of the Chang family tonight, and no one could offend her.

Chang Yujian and four Longevity Realm experts from the Chang family, all at the third stage, moved with incredible speed, using the Five Directions Cloud-Stepping Step to form a sword formation and launch a powerful attack.

"Swish!"

In an instant, thousands of sword shadows appeared on the street, surging towards the fourth-level pagoda like a tide.

"The Blood-Soaked Demon Armor must have an extraordinary origin, surpassing even the battle formations of an army. Even with the power of Changyu Sword, it couldn't be penetrated." Zuoqiu Hongting's starry eyes were deep in thought as she carefully observed, searching for a way to break through it.

Li Weiyi knew very well that since four sets of Blood Floating Demon Armor had appeared, the Demon Kingdom definitely had more than four sets.

His gaze was fixed on the four people inside the tower.

It was discovered that the two people at the bottom and top were the strongest, both at the peak of the third realm.

The person inside the fourth level of the tower at the very top possessed an aura that was in no way inferior to that of a Shaoyang Guardian or Taiyin Envoy of the same realm. He was responsible for controlling the power of the Floating Pagoda, casting spells, and taking the lead in the attack.

The one at the very bottom is responsible for the tower's movement and defense.

The two in the middle were slightly weaker in cultivation and were responsible for stabilizing the formation and manipulating magical artifacts for surprise attacks.

The four worked together seamlessly, leaving no room for error.

Wenren Tinghai's cold, deep voice echoed from the immortal forest: "You four clowns are too presumptuous. Who sent you? Jade Sword, do you want me to lend you a hand?"

The Chang family members all sneered.

It would be strange if these mysterious people weren't recruited by the Wenren family!

The Chang family certainly recruited top experts, but the fact that Chang Yujian wasn't brought to greet Li Weiyi was tantamount to directly brandishing a knife. This is precisely why they've fallen into this awkward situation.

"Five against four, and they still can't break through the opponent's defense. The younger generation of the Chang family is ruined!" Someone fanned the flames, constantly changing positions and concealing their figures.

Then a faint voice rang out again: "Changhu Jade Sword Immortal, a name without substance."

"The Xuan Shen Sect disciple who was just defeated by my brother across realms, isn't he even more of a fraud?" Chang Yuqing coldly stared at the crowd in the Immortal Forest. She learned from Zuoqiu Hongting that it was a Xuan Shen Sect disciple who made the sarcastic remarks, and she was very annoyed.

"Brother Jade Sword, this tower cannot be broken without a weapon bearing the swastika symbol. Accept the seal!"

Li Weiyi took out the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal and threw it over.

Changyu Sword shifted its form and caught the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal.

Then, she raised her hands in a gesture of support, and magical energy surged from her palms to activate it. Behind her, four more beams of magical energy flew over and struck the black iron seal that was floating above the Changyu Sword.

The original power of the swastika-shaped artifact then erupted.

Streaks of purple light, like thunder dragons and lightning snakes, tore apart all the bloody aura that permeated the ground.

"Boom."

The space trembled, and the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal expanded to the size of a house, carrying dense lightning as it flew towards the fourth-level Floating Pagoda, colliding with the spells and magical artifacts unleashed by the four people inside.

A sound like a mountain collapsing and the earth splitting apart exploded in the night.

The fourth-level pagoda collapsed, and the four people inside were thrown out like falling leaves.

Lightning and sword energy rained down on them relentlessly.

but……

Their bodies were covered in crimson demonic runes, automatically diverting lightning to the ground. Sword energy struck them as if hitting metal or stone, producing a crisp, dense sound.

The four appeared to be completely unharmed. After falling to the ground, they each used fourth or fifth level Taoist techniques to regroup in a ghostly and ethereal manner.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" The four-story towers stacked back together.

"Oh!"

A fifth figure flew out of the darkness, landed on the fourth floor of the tower, and transformed into a five-tiered pagoda.

The five-tiered pagoda spun and moved forward rapidly, releasing blood energy, demonic mist, and wind that surged towards Chang Yujian and her group of five, forcing them to retreat repeatedly.

Chang Yuqing was extremely nervous, her fingers clenched tightly, regretting that she was born fifty years too late.

Li Weiyi looked at Zuoqiu Hongting.

“I won’t fight; I have no chance of winning! The power of the five-story pagoda is already approaching that of the fifth-level Great Longevity Realm, and I haven’t figured out a way to counter it yet. Besides, the opponent’s goal isn’t just to target you; they also want to use this opportunity to test the combat power of different levels of pagodas,” Zuoqiu Hongting said.

"Since it's aimed at me, there's no way to avoid it."

Li Weiyi took a deep breath of the cool night air, raised his head, looked up at the top of the Immortal Forest, peered through the array's light veil, and met Wenren Tinghai's gaze as he stood outside the Red Jade Residence.

Wenren Tinghai smiled kindly, raised his glass to him, and moved his lips, saying something unintelligible.

Li Weiyi strode towards the five-tiered pagoda, his body crackling with electricity, the air hissing and popping.

On the other side, the five-tiered pagoda that had been chasing the five sons of the Chang family stopped and turned to face Li Weiyi, with all five pairs of eyes falling on him.

Demonic energy, array patterns, and blood-red light intertwined endlessly.

"Shh!"

At the very top of the five-tiered pagoda, the strongest person detached from the tower and flew up.

In the darkness, the sixth figure flew across the void, carrying a sea of ​​crimson demonic runes, and landed on the Floating Pagoda. A deafening boom resounded, and the entire city trembled slightly.

The seventh man ran through the streets and arrived at breakneck speed.

He was tall and golden, and he spread his arms to lift the entire pagoda, transforming himself into the base of the first level.

The person who had flown away earlier landed again and solidified into the spire at the top.

"boom!"

"Clap!"

The seven-tiered pagoda solidified and took shape, its body expanding in layers.

The ground formations could not withstand this immense power and were crushed, cracking and spreading until they reached Li Weiyi's feet before being stopped.

The tower was enormous, and demonic energy surged within it.

A crimson glow illuminated the entire city, and Buddhist and demonic chants intertwined, transforming the area within several miles into a demonic and Buddhist kingdom.

"A seven-tiered pagoda, what an imposing aura! Even I, an old man of the fifth realm, would have to retreat!" In the immortal forest, an old man of the fifth realm of longevity sighed.

Even someone as old as him, who had lived for nearly four hundred years, had never seen seven complete sets of Grade 9 thousand-character artifacts. Such a treasure surpasses even ten-thousand-character artifacts.

Wenren Tinghai looked at the crowd in the Immortal Forest: "Today we will finally witness the magnificence of Nanlong. He is the successor of the Crown Prince's Daoist arts. Let's all cheer for him."

Instantly, a thunderous sound reverberated throughout the immortal forest.

Chang Yujian looked around, searching for Chang Zhi; the situation before him was beyond his control.

The seven-tiered pagoda stood there, its aura even more profound than that of a great immortal who had cultivated for hundreds of years.

Changzhi was not found.

Just as Changyu Sword was about to pull Li Weiyi away.

"Whoosh!"

Li Weiyi transformed into a bright streak of lightning, arriving at the foot of the magnificent seven-story blood-red demon tower, and unleashed a powerful palm strike. Instantly, the palm print caused the air to arch outwards.

The figure on the first floor of the tower stared intently.

Holding the array prayer beads in one hand, and drawing upon the power of the seven people in the tower with the other, he transformed it into a blood-red lotus handprint.

With a deafening roar, the seven-story pagoda trembled.

The person in the tower base let out a muffled sound, causing the entire tower to retreat several steps.

The figure in the top of the pagoda held up the sky with its palms, forming a large hand seal, and then swung it down.

The other five masters in the five-story tower simultaneously unleashed their magical artifacts and Taoist techniques.

"boom!"

After dodging the giant handprint that descended from the sky, Li Weiyi ignored the other magical artifacts and Taoist techniques, using the protective celestial radiance to defend himself. From the void, he grabbed a handful of lightning, transforming it into more than a dozen lightning sword beams, which he then showered upon the tower gate of the first level of the tower.

The seven-story pagoda exploded and retreated once again.

Everyone was stunned; they hadn't expected this outcome.

Li Weiyi not only handled the situation with ease, but also gained the upper hand.

Wenren Tinghai's smile vanished, and the bronze wine cup in his hand unconsciously became deformed.

"He really broke through to a higher realm!"

Chang Yujian smiled bitterly, unsure whether to be happy or sad, and shouted, "Brother Weiyi, accept the seal."

He was unaware that Li Weiyi was at the same level as him.

"No need!"

Li Weiyi stepped back on the green smoke, creating some distance between himself and the others. He had already figured out the seventh-level pagoda: "The Blood Pagoda Demon Armor is incredibly profound, but the tower formation is very crude and not sturdy enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, he shot out.

He struck the rapidly moving seven-story pagoda with a palm strike.

"Wow!"

The golden swastika symbol flew out from the palm and rapidly grew larger as it spun. The twisting force not only stirred up a hurricane but also stretched the space itself, creating ripples and wrinkles.

(End of this chapter)