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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 4: [Shuangsheng Dao Sect (Twin Rice Sect)]
Chapter 113 (368): [I'll Definitely Kill You]
(113th of Volume 4)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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Only a force that had given birth to a Martial-Mystic Dao Ancient Heavenly Emperor was qualified to establish a nation.
The Living Realm was named after nations.
The Demon Kingdom could make even the most elite Heaven's Chosen in the Lingxiao Realm tremble at its name.
One could only imagine how terrifying its power was.
Any force would tremble before it.
The Demon Child's eyes, as deep and unfathomable as a dark pool, fell upon Tai Shi Yu.
"If one possesses invincible strength and an unwavering belief, why shouldn't they be arrogant? I am arrogant by nature, my thoughts unhindered and unobstructed, my state of mind serene. Yet you can do nothing but bark like dogs. Whose state of mind is truly inferior?"
Those seated at the main table earlier were all top-tier experts within the Jiazi lifespan of the Lingxiao Realm, their every word and action influencing the world's power dynamics.
Now, all a dozen or so of them were seething with rage.
"I will fight you."
Tai Shi Yu had prepared for this night's battle for several days.
A thumb-thick blue crystal Spiritual Staff emerged from his brow center spirit realm and landed in his hand.
Spiritual Light (Lingguang) shimmered around him as he ascended to the plaza's sky, hovering dozens of meters above the ground.
Suspended in the void, his body shone like the sun. His long hair flowed like liquid light, and his Psychic Power surged like a vast ocean.
This was a stark contrast to his usual carefree demeanor, revealing the peerless bearing of a Transcendent Clan's First Commander.
Tai Shi Bai was momentarily stunned. He hadn't expected his cousin, whom he'd always looked down on, to be the first to step forward against the Demon Kingdom's formidable enemy.
The Demon Child raised his head: "So you're the one known as Tai Shi Yu, the number one Psychic Power Cultivator within Lingxiao City's Jiazi (Sixty-years) lifespan? Honestly, I don't enjoy fighting Spiritual Masters at the same level. It feels like bullying. Formations, Talismanic Techniques, Insect Control... all these flashy tricks are ultimately useless. As for Weapon Refinement and alchemy, aren't they just the crafts of servants and artisans raised by Martial-Mystic Path experts?"
"Is that so? We'll see if you still feel the same after we've fought."
Tai Shi Yu roared, "Mirroring Heaven and Earth, True Spirit of the Morning Sun!"
"Whoosh!"
Above his head, a Formation Plate materialized, its rings of Formation Scriptures spreading outward to encompass several miles.
Dense, flowing blue Formation Scriptures swirled within the plate.
In the next instant, the plate vanished, transforming into a mirror.
The mirrored sky reflected the scene of the West Sea Royal Manor below.
The sight was truly awe-inspiring.
A master from the Jiazi Register exclaimed in shock, "He's fused the Mirroring Heaven and Earth Formation with the True Spirit of the Morning Sun Formation! Two formations combined - who could possibly stand against him?"
"These two formations couldn't have been drawn in a short time. Tai Shi Yu must have spent days drawing them within his Spirit Realm."
"I never expected... he's already reached the level of a Nine-Star Spiritual Master!" Tai Shi Bai was deeply shaken.
Cultivating Psychic Power was far more challenging than cultivating the Martial-Mystic Path.
He had always believed his talent was slightly superior to Tai Shi Yu's, and that he was more diligent.
But could he reach the Ninth Heaven of the Dao Seed Realm before sixty?
Almost impossible.
The higher one advanced in the Dao Seed Realm, the more time it took - exponentially so.
Standing at the center of the mirror, Tai Shi Yu waved his Spiritual staff.
In the Mirror World, a crimson Morning Sun rose, its radiant light illuminating the four directions.
With overwhelming power, it slammed toward the Demon Child.
"Hahaha!"
The Demon Child shot into the sky like a beam of light.
With a single punch, he shattered the Morning Sun that had emerged from the formation, turning it into countless fireballs that scattered like shooting stars.
"Is this your confidence in facing me? I told you, stop these flashy, meaningless displays. Before a true Martial-Mystic Path expert, they're like reflections in water - they shatter at a touch."
Like a demon god descending from the sky, the Demon Child's blood roared within him.
Raising his arm like a blade, he cleaved through the Mirroring Heaven and Earth Formation, which spanned several miles in diameter, with effortless ease.
The blade's power remained undiminished as it surged toward Tai Shi Yu.
Tai Shi Yu's expression changed drastically.
In that moment, he finally understood why none of the other five members of the Ten Young Masters of Lingxiao City had been able to withstand three of the Demon Child's attacks.
Such combat prowess completely shattered their understanding.
"Ice-Flame Thunder Tribulation."
Tai Shi Yu raised his Spiritual Staff, and a Formation Plate materialized, resembling a circular shield. It unleashed three distinct forces - ice, Flame, and thunder - in front of him, intending to use the formation for defense.
However, all the attacks launched from the formation felt as though they lacked any power, unable to block the blade qi even slightly.
"Boom!"
The Demon Child's blade qi shattered the Formation Plate and struck Tai Shi Yu.
His Protective Talisman Robe crackled loudly, and his skin burst open, turning into a cloud of blood mist.
Just as Tai Shi Yu was about to be killed by a single, long-range blade strike, Song Yulou let out a cold snort.
A streak of azure Spiritual Qi shot from his sleeve like a divine light, shattering the Demon Child's blade light and blade qi.
Tai Shi Bai used his movement technique to catch Tai Shi Yu, who had been severely wounded and was falling.
Li Weiyi, Song Lin, and the others immediately rushed over.
Tai Shi Yu was critically injured. His skin was completely torn, and a deep blade wound split open his chest, gushing blood.
He mumbled, "I thought... I could at least last a dozen moves..."
The Martial-Mystic Cultivators of the Lingxiao Realm felt a chill run down their spines.
Tai Shi Yu had come with two grand Formations, yet he was severely wounded and nearly killed by the second move - and the Demon Child hadn't even used a Spiritual Artifact.
Was this truly a Dao Seed Realm Ninth Heaven Martial-Mystic Cultivator?
How could the difference be so vast?
Tai Shi Bai fed Tai Shi Yu a Medicinal Pill and continuously channeled Spiritual Qi to aid his recovery.
"Everyone at the Calamity Crossing Temple considers themselves the best. Facing such a formidable enemy, you stepped forward to fight. That takes guts and has already brought honor to the Tai Shi Clan."
"It's just... my physical body is too fragile. Otherwise, I definitely could have withstood that second strike..." Tai Shi Yu said.
Tai Shi Bai replied, "Stop being stubborn and focus on healing."
Li Weiyi had clearly seen the Demon Child's blade aura stop short of Tai Shi Yu, yet it had somehow struck him prematurely.
If such a blade technique were wielded with a powerful Spiritual Artifact, what terrifying power would it unleash?
Could anyone below the Immortal Realm withstand a single strike?
Tang Wanzhou's Intent, transmitted from the Buddha's Relic, said, "It seems Yingzhou Continent still has some formidable figures."
Li Weiyi sent a mental message back, his tone sharp: "He's here because of your sister. He came to challenge you in the Lingxiao Realm."
"That's wonderful! Tell him to hurry up and break through to the Immortal Realm. At the same level, I've never met an opponent who could truly challenge me," Tang Wanzhou replied.
"Why are they all so arrogant?" Li Weiyi thought to himself.
The Demon Child hovered dozens of meters in the air, supported by a pillar of demonic energy.
His eyes were fixed on Song Yulou.
"Have you broken through to the Immortal Realm?"
Song Yulou, clad in a cloud-white robe with inky black hair, had sharp, sword-like eyebrows that reached his temples.
Though he appeared to be no older than thirty, his handsome and elegant features were striking.
His gaze was sharp as he said, "If I had known you were coming, Song would have personally represented the Lingxiao Realm to challenge you. Unfortunately, I lack the gift of foresight, nor can I remain in the Dao Seed Realm forever, waiting for an opponent."
The Demon Child sneered, "I think you were just afraid of losing, so you deliberately went into seclusion to avoid a fight these past few days."
Song Yulou retorted, "Do you truly believe that because you come from the Calamity Crossing Temple and the Demon Kingdom, you can look down on us Martial-Mystic Cultivators of the Lingxiao Realm? A thousand years ago, when the Mist Heavenly Sovereign still reigned, could your forces even compare to ours? Lingxiao possesses countless top-tier Martial-Mystic Path legacies. The Martial-Mystic Cultivators born on this land are in no way inferior to you."
The Demon Child's tone was dismissive: "A thousand years have passed. Why are you still clinging to past glories? The once-grand nation is now a shallow puddle. The Demon Kingdom doesn't even need the Demon Monarch to personally intervene. Any Demon Minister or Demon Lord sent here could slaughter all your Transcendent beings."
Zuoqiu Ling stepped forward, his voice like thunder: "Demon Child, you've broken through to Immortal Realm. I'll fight you. I swear I'll kill you. My name is Zuoqiu Ling."
Before this, many had assumed the Demon Child was acting on behalf of the Calamity Crossing Temple, deliberately causing chaos in Lingxiao City to undermine the authority of Lingxiao Palace and aid the Zuoqiu Clan.
Zuoqiu Ling's attitude forced everyone to reconsider the Demon Child's true motives.
The Demon Child threw back his head and laughed, his voice shifting between a child's and a man's: "You're in the Immortal Realm. Naturally, Calamity Crossing Temple has Immortal Realm experts even more powerful than I am to suppress you. But in the Lingxiao Realm... not to mention the peak figures of the Dao Seed Realm's Ninth Heaven... which level of the Ninefold Dao Image Diagram have you even broken? So, decline is decline. There's no point in making excuses."
"Your so-called top-tier legacies are nothing but paper tigers before Calamity Crossing Temple."
"I hear that since Zen Hai Guanwu became the Life Realm Lord, Lingxiao has been in a state of yin dominance and yang decline. After Yu Yaozi took control of Lingxiao Palace, he even issued the Xiaotian Edict. How can the Lingxiao Realm not produce a single complete man anymore? Below the Immortal Realm, who dares to fight me?"
These words ignited everyone's fury.
"I, Chen Huang, will fight you!" Chen Huang declared, "Since Song Yulou has broken through to the Immortal Realm, I am now the number one Dao Seed Realm expert in Lingxiao City."
Chen Huang, clad in Qilin Golden Armor, was powerfully built with long arms. He brandished a Dragon-Patterned Golden Blade and flew out from Song Yulou's side.
He unleashed his Dao Heart Manifestation, enveloping the entire West Sea Royal Manor in golden radiance. His battle intent coalesced into ten thousand divine cavalry, their golden armor gleaming as their banners snapped in the wind.
One person advanced, as if accompanied by a thousand armies.
"Let me go first. Cao Shisan is the undisputed number one Dao Seed Realm cultivator in Lingxiao City today."
From Cao Shisan's Ancestral Field, nine Nine Nether Rings shot out, surrounded by thousands of scriptures.
With a single step, wind and thunder roared, Spiritual Qi dispersed demonic energy, and the entire city domain trembled slightly.
Chen Huang, from the Imperial Court's transcendent Chen Clan, and Cao Shisan, the adopted son of Cao Caishen, one of the Imperial Court's seven Transcendent, were widely recognized as the top three among the Ten Young Masters.
Three hundred feet above the West Sea Royal Manor, a ten-square-mile Ancient Formation Battle Platform opened, suspended beneath the clouds.
Spiritual Light (Lingguang) chains hung from its four corners.
The Demon Child, sensing that both Chen Huang and Cao Shisan carried Thousand-Character Scripture Spiritual Artifacts, indicating thorough preparation, let out a childish giggle.
"No need to argue, you two. Come at me together. If you can force me to use my Spiritual Artifact, you win."
Chen Huang and Cao Shisan exchanged glances, both aware of their enemy's formidable strength. They knew that single combat offered no chance of victory.
Defeating him together would still be a victory.
With a whoosh, they soared toward the sky, intending to ascend the Ancient Formation Battle Platform.
The Demon Child, however, was far faster.
He caught up to them, hovering above their heads, and swatted down at Cao Shisan with a laugh, "Dealing with you two will take only a few moves. Why bother with the battle platform?"
Five tiny fingers, belonging to a child, transformed into a demonic energy handprint dozens of meters in size.
The handprint descended like a cloud, pressing down on Cao Shisan's head and causing a massive depression in the air.
Cao Shisan's pupils contracted sharply. He raised his Nine Nether Rings to defend, unleashing the energy of his Thousand-Character Scripture Spiritual Artifact.
The nine rings linked together, forming a line that shattered the handprint as it crashed down.
Before Cao Shisan could even show a hint of joy, the Demon Child flashed beneath him like lightning.
Grabbing his left ankle, he yanked Cao Shisan downward, swinging his body in a wide arc before casually tossing him away.
This wasn't a battle between equals; it was more like one-sided play and mockery.
"Relying entirely on Spiritual Artifacts is putting the cart before the horse," the Demon Child said mockingly, "The stronger the artifact, the longer it takes to activate and the harder it is to control freely. In a true battle between top-tier experts, a single blink of an eye can determine life or death. Your own strength will always come first."
The Demon Child's words weren't mere arrogance; they were a deliberate attempt to shatter Cao Shisan's confidence, plunging him into self-doubt and self-rejection.
"Boom!"
Cao Shisan crashed down in a daze, his body smashing through a high wall of the West Sea Royal Manor and creating a crater several meters wide.
Fortunately, his physical body was strong, and his battle armor provided protection. He soon staggered to his feet, wiped the blood from his mouth, and, consumed by rage, soared into the sky.
During the brief opening Chen Huang created by using the Demon Child to distract Cao Shisan, he activated the scriptures within his Dragon-Patterned Golden Blade.
The power of the Thousand-Character Artifact erupted, unleashing a world-shattering slash.
The blade's qi formed a curtain of light, horizontally cleaving the heavens and earth.
The Demon Child easily dodged the attack and, in close combat, struck Chen Huang with a palm strike that caved in his armor, sending him flying like a cannonball.
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