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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 2: [Jiuli Insect Valley]
Chapter 100 (128): [Reencountering the Dead Souls of Burial Immortal Town]
(100th of Volume 2)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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"You really won't listen the advice," Li Weiyi muttered, not even turning around.
He unleashed a cloud of blood mist and blood-red scriptures.
Just as the three demons' massive bodies closed in, he spun into the air, creating a vortex of blood mist centered on himself.
The demons' attacks instantly lost their target.
Their balance faltered, leaving them utterly defenseless.
The blood mist vortex flung them away, sending them crashing to the ground in pieces.
Li Weiyi didn't bother wasting time killing them. He landed and sprinted toward the valley entrance at top speed, worried that the three top-tier Five Seas Realm Second Realm experts from Heavenly Cliff Ridge, the Sui Sect, and Guan Shan would finish off Zuoqiu Baiming and pursue him.
All three were first-rate figures in their respective realms, each wielding powerful Spiritual Artifacts. Facing any one of them would be a headache.
The valley entrance came into view, growing closer with each stride.
Suddenly, someone shouted, "Someone's escaped! Shoot!"
A whistling, dense barrage of arrows filled the air.
"Swish, swish!"
Arrows rained down like a storm, a dense swarm of black dots.
There were more dangerous hidden arrows fired from heavy crossbows.
The scene resembled a battlefield.
Outside the valley, six Five Seas Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivators from the Sui Sect and the San Chen Palace stood in the forest, watching Li Weiyi slash his blade, deflecting arrows aimed at his face.
He completely ignored the arrows raining down on his body.
Strangely, these arrows couldn't even harm him.
"What a powerful defensive Spiritual Artifact battle suit! I want it!"
"Haha, it depends on your ability! Whoever kills him gets the spiritual battle suit."
"I want that Azure Yin Banner!"
...
Without hesitation, the three most aggressive Five Seas Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivators charged forward.
They were all carefully selected top-tier experts from the First Realm.
The weakest among them was a Deformed Humanoid who had broken through the Five Seas Realm from the Eighth Spring.
The other three followed slowly, not underestimating their opponents.
Today's battle was crucial; they had to eliminate everyone without fail.
"They're much stronger than those three demon cultivators," Li Weiyi observed, his speed unwavering as he faced the three Martial-Mystic Cultivators attacking with coordinated Battle Techniques.
He channeled the Azure Yin Banner in his hand, treating it like a great spear, and thrust it fiercely at the foremost Five Seas Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivator wielding a shield Spiritual Artifact.
The Yin Banner erupted with brilliant azure light, and the Dead Spirits within roared.
The San Chen Palace Martial-Mystic Cultivator, who had charged head-on, was stunned by the terrifying pressure emanating from Li Weiyi.
He dropped into a bow stance, spewing out a torrent of Spiritual Qi to activate his shield.
A circular light seal, a full ten feet in diameter, materialized on the shield's surface.
"Boom!"
The light seal and the shield Spiritual Artifact shattered instantly.
The San Chen Palace Martial-Mystic Cultivator was pierced through the body by the Yin Banner, his flesh exploding into fragments.
It was too overwhelming!
A Martial-Mystic Cultivator of the same realm had been killed in a single exchange.
The Deformed Humanoid Martial-Mystic Cultivator who had broken through the Five Seas Realm from the Eighth Spring swung a copper-forged heavy mace.
The six-thousand-jin iron mace crashed down, aiming directly for Li Weiyi's head.
Another, more powerful Five Seas Realm female Martial-Mystic Cultivator, slender and graceful, transformed into a phantom, circling to Li Weiyi's right and below. Her sword, swift as a beam of light, thrust toward his waist.
Li Weiyi swung his left hand, his blade clashing against the heavy mace.
Sparks flew, and ripples of Spiritual Qi energy spread outward like waves.
The Eight Springs Five Seas Realm Deformed Humanoid Martial-Mystic Cultivator coughed up blood, sent flying backward by the immense force transmitted through the blade.
"Incredible strength," Li Weiyi marveled, gazing at his damaged Spiritual Artifact war blade.
He then discarded the weapon.
A slight ache throbbed in his waist. He glanced down at the female Five Seas Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivator who had attacked with her sword.
"Your speed is decent, but your strength is too weak. You couldn't even break through my defenses."
The female Five Seas Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivator's face paled in shock. She had never encountered such a bizarre situation before.
Her sword strike was far from weak. Even if he were wearing defensive Spiritual Artifact armor, the piercing force unleashed from the sword's tip should have shattered his ribs and injured his internal organs.
"Boom!"
Li Weiyi unleashed his Yin Banner, sending her spinning through the air like a scarecrow.
Dozens of bones shattered, and she landed in a bloody heap, limp and unable to rise again.
The three Five Seas Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivators following behind hadn't even had a chance to intervene when the three ahead were already defeated.
Some were dead, others wounded.
They were utterly terrified, unsure whether to advance or retreat.
'Is this really a Martial-Mystic Cultivator at the First Realm of the Five Seas Realm?'
Even Martial-Mystic Cultivators at the Second Realm of the Five Seas Realm weren't this terrifying.
"Boom!"
Chen Song, standing on a cloud of Spiritual Qi, burst out of the dense forest and descended from mid-air, the wind currents beneath his feet scattering in all directions.
He was wrapped in Fallen Spirit Skin, resembling a disheveled, slightly plump Elder with piercing eyes that locked onto Li Weiyi with battle intent.
With just a brief glance, Li Weiyi instantly gauged Chen Song's strength: far superior to Yuan Sheng, even surpassing Chen Ying by a significant margin.
Without hesitation, Li Weiyi activated his Nightwalker's Garment, pushing his speed to its absolute limit.
He fled into the forest to his right.
"Trying to escape?"
Chen Song's Wind-Riding Boots, a pure speed-type Mid-Grade Spiritual Artifact, blurred his form as he rose into the air, chasing after Li Weiyi.
At the same time, a jade bracelet spun off his wrist.
The Spiritual Light Energy erupting from the bracelet tore through the air, hurtling towards Li Weiyi's back.
Li Weiyi didn't dare to meet the attack head-on. Instead, he turned and struck out with his Azure Yin Banner.
"Boom!"
The spinning jade bracelet collided with the Yin Banner, instantly changing direction and hurtling toward Li Weiyi's head.
Li Weiyi broke out in a cold sweat.
He unleashed his "Spirit Treasure Seizing Hand," transforming into a Thousand-Handed Tathagata to grasp the bracelet.
But he couldn't hold on.
It spun too rapidly, forcing him to hurl it away immediately.
"Boom!"
The jade bracelet slammed into the ground several yards away, sending soil flying and creating a large crater.
Chen Song, who had been chasing Li Weiyi, was secretly shocked.
'He actually broke through a Mid-Grade Spiritual Artifact's attack like that?'
He immediately became fully alert, summoning his battle intent and Spiritual Qi clouds behind him. He unleashed a punch into the air.
The fist's shadow was as large as a millstone, and the surging Spiritual Qi resembled a tidal wave, crashing in layer after layer.
"Boom!"
Li Weiyi used the Yin Banner to meet Chen Song's blow head-on, sending his body flying backward.
Then, he pushed his speed to its limit and fled. Whenever he encountered a Surging Spring Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivator blocking his path in the forest, he didn't hesitate to charge through them, sending them flying with his body.
Chen Song landed on the ground, his expression grim. He had never seen such a powerful First Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivator in the Five Seas Realm.
Four other First Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivators from the Five Seas Realm quickly arrived.
The severely wounded Deformed Humanoid Martial-Mystic Cultivator said with deep apprehension, "What exactly is he? Is he truly only in the First Realm of the Five Seas Realm?"
"Without the Fallen Spirit Skin, he's undoubtedly in the First Realm. But his strength... to reach this level, he must be a Seed of Inheritance from the Zuoqiu Clan," Chen Song replied.
He released a wisp of Spiritual Qi, retrieving the jade bracelet and re-fastening it around his wrist.
The four Martial-Mystic Cultivators in the First Realm of the Five Seas Realm exchanged horrified glances.
A Seed of Inheritance held a higher status within the Zuoqiu Clan than even Zuoqiu Baiming. If they let him escape down the mountain, what would happen?
"Let's go! We must pursue him together and eradicate the threat completely. If we're going to do this, we must do it thoroughly," Chen Song declared.
"How impressive, Chen Song! Truly worthy of his title as the Nine Springs Supreme, having opened the Ancestral Field through his own strength."
Li Weiyi glanced at his bloodied left hand, pondering his next move.
Ultimately, the Yin Banner was merely a defensive High-Grade Spiritualal Artifact, lacking significant offensive power.
But the Black Iron Seal and Evil Camel Bell were another matter entirely - they were more than capable of giving him a serious beating.
In this mysterious and unknown realm of Thirty-Three Li Mountain, Li Weiyi didn't want to resort to a massacre.
Otherwise, he would have unleashed his Seven Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors long ago.
Who knew what kind of Dead Spirit monsters might be stirred up by the commotion of a major battle?
Getting away from that valley was his top priority.
After fleeing for half an hour, Li Weiyi suddenly stopped, sensing something amiss.
The landscape within the Immortal Mist Clouds had drastically changed. The trees had thinned out, revealing a flat expanse of gravel, where dense patches of weeds grew between the stones, interspersed with clusters of glowing plants.
It was...
Crimson Haze Herb!
And there were many of them - over a dozen visible within his field of vision alone.
Li Weiyi's heart wasn't entirely filled with joy.
He had a nagging feeling that something was off about this place. The concentration of rare herbs without any signs of harvesting spoke volumes.
He released his Seven Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors, instructing them to gather the Crimson Haze Herbs.
Meanwhile, he remained on high alert, vigilantly scanning his surroundings and keeping a wary eye out for Chen Song, who might be closing in.
The Seven Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors were delighted, flapping their wings and flying towards the gravel zone.
To Li Weiyi's exasperation, each of them chose a plant and began eating on its own, showing no intention of helping him gather the rare medicine.
"Relying on you lot is completely useless. Stop stuffing your faces! The enemy could be on our heels at any moment."
In the end, Li Weiyi had no choice but to cautiously gather the Crimson Haze Herbs himself.
After picking twenty-four Herbs in a row, he unknowingly ventured deep into the gravel zone.
As he reached for the twenty-fifth, he sensed something amiss.
Slowly raising his head, he gazed into the depths of the mist, his scalp prickling with dread.
There, in the fog some thirty meters away, stood a dense cluster of giant-headed stone figures, all motionless, as if watching him.
Li Weiyi summoned his Yin Banner to bolster his courage. Wrapped in wisps of azure light, he slowly advanced. Only when he drew closer did he realize they were a collection of colossal stone statues.
"Phew!"
He exhaled a long breath and resumed gathering the remaining Crimson Haze Herbs.
Yet every time he turned his back on the stone figures, he felt a chill down his spine, as if countless eyes were peering at him.
Some of the statues seemed to have shifted position, inching forward.
"Hallucinations. It's just an illusion! I am just scaring myself."
Li Weiyi had barely finished speaking when over a dozen black, giant-headed humanoid figures suddenly burst from the stone forest of giant stone statues.
Some were only a meter or two tall, perched atop the statues' heads, their mouths gaping wide like bowls, revealing rows of jagged, saw-like teeth as they emitted shrill, piercing laughter.
Others stood two or three meters tall, their heads as large as water vats, their mouths occupying a third of their faces. Their eyes lacked whites, entirely black and constantly leaking wisps of black smoke.
Li Weiyi had never seen such terrifying, unknown creatures. He turned and fled, but before he had run even a hundred meters, seven Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors flew toward him in terror.
Li Weiyi looked ahead.
From the direction he had come, over a dozen more figures emerged from the mist.
These figures had normal human proportions, but their bodies burned with Ghost Fire. They were clearly not Chen Song and the others; they lacked any trace of living human aura.
Caught between enemies front and back, Li Weiyi felt like crying. It was all due to his greed. If he had known, he never would have lingered in this shattered stone region to gather the Crimson Haze Herbs.
How he wished it were the Sui Sect and Three Chen Palace's group coming, or even Heavenly Cliff Ridge and Guan Shan's people.
Li Weiyi's brow brightened.
He channeled his Spiritual Light Divine Flame, ready to activate the Buddha's Relic and escape into the Blood Mud Space to temporarily avoid disaster.
As the group of Dead Spirits, who looked like ordinary people, gradually approached, Li Weiyi could clearly see their clothing and features. Each had a pale face, young and old, male and female, with a bloody, bizarre character branded on their foreheads.
"This... it's the group from Burial Immortal Town..."
Li Weiyi recognized them.
Back in Burial Immortal Town, he had cut his wrist and spilled his blood on the street, intending to summon his Guardian Wife.
Instead, he awakened countless Dead Spirits from beneath the town, causing them to erupt from the earth.
The Dead Spirits, who resembled the town's residents, were exactly as they appeared before him now: bodies wreathed in Ghost Fire, foreheads marked with bloody characters.
How had they come to Thirty-Three Li Mountain?
And... they didn't seem hostile!
As Li Weiyi stood in stunned confusion, more than a dozen Dead Spirit townsfolk had already passed him, their feet floating on Ghost Fire, and engaged in battle with the giant-headed humanoid monster that had been pursuing him.
They could absorb Immortal Haze, their eyes devoid of pupils, radiating only blinding white light.
With a wave of their hands, they unleashed Ghost Fire, and regardless of age or gender, each was incredibly powerful.
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END OF CHAPTER
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