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Chapter 590 - Chapter 49 (590): [Nangong]

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Novel: [The Primordial Law]

Volume 6: [Battle for the True Inheritance]

Chapter 49 (590): [Nangong]

(49th of Volume 6)

Translator: Shadow Knight AK

Editor: Shadow Knight AK

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In Tang Wanzhou's mind, the image of the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal rising flashed back.

She remembered seeing four desiccated corpses standing alongside Li Weiyi and Qing Zijin, activating the Myriad-Inscriptions Artifact.

She also thought of the Shaoyang Guard soldiers who had scattered after their escape.

Facing relentless pursuit, each of them would inevitably face perilous life-or-death trials.

Tang Wanzhou exhaled deeply, clearing her mind of distractions and refusing to be swayed by Xu Daoqing's words.

"If you hadn't been so determined to capture us alive, we might never have broken through. Chu Yutian's desire to capture us alive stems from Qin Zhengyang's death, which brought great renown to the Shaoyang Division while humiliating him. He desperately wants to regain his lost prestige."

Tang Wanzhou knew there was likely another reason Chu Yutian wanted to capture them alive: to uncover the truth about the Chou Envoy, Xie Wumian.

Was Xie Wumian truly dead?

Was Xie Wumian a spy planted by the Sentinel Spirit Army within the Taiyin Sect?

Until these questions were answered, Chu Yutian would remain in a state of constant vigilance and suspicion, just as Tang Wanzhou had been before the great battle.

Xu Daoqing undoubtedly knew the truth, but Tang Wanzhou doubted that the man before her was the same Xu Daoqing she once knew.

Qingzao showed no urgency to attack, adopting the detached demeanor of a spectator watching a play.

She knew Tang Wanzhou was stalling for time to heal.

But time was actually on the Taiyin Sect's side.

Soon, a large number of Fallen Spirit Marquises would surround them.

Tang Wanzhou in a desperate state was extremely dangerous; even Qin Zhengyang had fallen in the East Sea. Qingzao didn't want to take that risk.

Xu Daoqing said, "Holy Commander, there's no need to belittle us with words. If you had several times our strength, you'd undoubtedly want to capture us alive to extract more information, exert greater influence, and potentially turn us against our own."

Tang Wanzhou replied, "Since you've already revealed yourself, why not satisfy my curiosity? Tell me where Tu Mian Gou went and who you truly are. Perhaps if I knew the answers, I wouldn't be so eager to die and would let you capture me alive."

Xu Daoqing stood on higher ground, his peripheral vision catching the silhouettes of several Fallen Spirit Marquises stealthily approaching.

He continued to stall for time. "Holy Commander, have you ever heard of the Great Void Clan?"

"The Great Void Clan!"

Tang Wanzhou's eyes widened with disbelief.

"The legendary Great Void Clan, said to dwell deep within the Nether Realm of the Dead, shrouded in mystery and strangeness? They haven't appeared in southern Yingzhou for a thousand years, have they? Could you be...?"

Xu Daoqing's physical body remained motionless.

"Whoosh!"

A humanoid figure of ethereal light emerged from his body.

It seemed as if no material could obstruct his luminous form, allowing the mountain terrain behind him to be faintly visible.

The humanoid figure moved its arms and said, "To be confined within a heavy and fragile shell is truly unbearable, like wearing one's own shackles. Holy Commander, let us reintroduce ourselves. I am Jingzhen, the Hai Envoy of the Taiyin Sect."

"It has been a thousand years since any of my clan set foot in the Life Realm. We have indeed been forgotten. Otherwise, Mo Duanfeng, who hails from the Great Void Camp, would have guessed at least something."

Tang Wanzhou asked, "So Tu Mian Gou's body was merely a vessel for your physical form?"

"When Great Void Clan members enter the human kingdoms, they naturally require identities and vessels," the luminous figure continued, "When I realized Xu Daoqing had been monitoring me, I knew I had been exposed!"

"At that time, I didn't know your true objective in infiltrating the Void Ruins Ancient Kingdom through the Rainforest Living Realm. I could only disrupt your plans first."

"The first step, of course, was to shed my skin like a cicada to ensure my survival. Thus, I began plotting Xu Daoqing's elimination."

"The day before our departure, Xu Daoqing died by my hand. He was strong, but he never anticipated that I would dare to strike within the Cave Void Camp, nor did he suspect I was a member of the Great Void Clan."

"Destroying Tu Mian Gou's physical body and creating the illusion of his escape was meant to lower your guard, making you believe the internal threat had been eliminated."

"My second plan involved using the pretext of purchasing supplies to have Zhao Tang keep an eye on Tu Mian Gou for a while. If you weren't fooled, I could shift all suspicion onto him."

"Zhao Tang had been concealing his Psychic Power cultivation at the Third Realm of the Holy Spiritual Master, making him the perfect scapegoat. This would thoroughly muddy the waters."

Tang Wanzhou said, "No wonder the Heaven-Suspended Mirror couldn't detect anything. It only targets physical bodies and ghostly energy."

The humanoid Void Entity Spirit Consciousness replied, "We are Void Entity Spirit Consciousness born from the Void World. We aren't even considered Spiritual Qi, so how could the Heaven-Suspended Mirror detect us? Only the Great Void Camp possesses methods to deal with us. Holy Commander, you know too much now. Surrender!"

"Whoosh! Whoosh..."

Several powerful Dead Spirit figures emerged from various directions, surrounding Tang Wanzhou.

The pressure of their Dao Heart Manifestations intensified, bearing down on her.

Undaunted, Tang Wanzhou retrieved the Divine Snow Sword from the ground.

"So many experts coming to die? It's worth using a Transcendent Dao Technique for this!"

The Fallen Spirit powerhouses exchanged glances and retreated in unison, widening the distance between them.

Qingzao stood her ground, a charming smile playing on her lips.

"Holy Commander, haven't you already used a Transcendent Dao Technique to break through the encirclement? Deputy Sentinel Lord Liu Tianchen of the Cave Void Camp is so generous with his cultivation, even gifting you a move? He doesn't even treat his own daughter this well."

Tang Wanzhou glanced at her, her fingers tracing the blade of her sword.

"The move I'm about to use now is one I specifically sought out from the Old Man in the Lingxiao Realm after killing Qin Zhengyang."

"In the past, I disdained relying on others' power, believing it would compromise my resilience and decision-making in the face of danger."

"But after escaping the East Sea, I had an epiphany. I realized that destructive power, when possessed but unused, is fundamentally different from lacking it altogether."

Upon hearing these words, Qingzao and Xu Daoqing immediately retreated further.

Seizing the opportunity, Tang Wanzhou formed a hand seal with her left hand, activating the Space Emperor Technique.

Her figure vanished, teleporting two miles away in an instant.

Then, she charged forward with lightning speed. Had Qingzao and Xu Daoqing remained close, she would never have been able to unleash the Emperor Technique; they would have undoubtedly interrupted her.

As for activating the Governor's Robe, it would have consumed too much Spiritual Qi and required more time to activate.

...

The two Ghost Marquises struck by the Yellow Dragon Sword burst into flames that spread rapidly across their bodies, reducing them to ash in moments.

As for the diminutive Bone Marquis, resembling a weasel, it was torn apart by the two battle corpse puppets.

The battle ended swiftly.

Before they could even tally their gains, a vast expanse of dark clouds rolled in.

Li Weiyi retrieved the Evil Camel Bell, storing all the spiritual artifacts, corpses, bones, and even the four battle corpse puppets within it.

Then, he and Liu Ye affixed Divine Speed Talismans to themselves and fled at top speed.

While the four battle corpse puppets possessed formidable combat prowess, controlling them simultaneously drained his Psychic Power rapidly.

In the boundless wilderness, not a single green plant could be seen.

Li Weiyi clutched a Spiritual Crystal in one hand and a Nianli Star in the other, seizing every spare moment to replenish his Spiritual Qi and Psychic Power.

His brow furrowed with worry.

"Has the Holy Commander escaped?" he asked, unable to sense Tang Wanzhou's presence.

"The Holy Commander fled in another direction," Liu Ye replied, his face pale and his voice tinged with grief and uncertainty.

"She was wearing the Governor's Robe. She should be able to escape, right?"

Then, from his robes, he produced a hand frozen in a block of ice.

It was a woman's hand.

The fingers were slender and graceful, like jade carved into perfection, flawless and exquisite.

Tragically, it had been severed at the wrist.

Li Weiyi cast a questioning glance.

"It's Yan Zhiruo... the Pipa Maiden's right hand. I found it along the way. I'm afraid she's in grave danger," Liu Ye sighed.

Li Weiyi remained silent for a long moment.

"I saw Qiu Cheng's tragic death by the riverbank. Keep it safe for now. If she manages to escape, we'll return it to her later. Reattaching a hand is far easier than regrowing one."

Liu Ye nodded and placed the right hand into a box.

After half an hour of frantic running, the pair had covered over a thousand miles, completely shaking off their pursuers.

Yet along the way, they continued to find signs of battle.

Clearly, a top-tier powerhouse was fleeing ahead of them, engaged in a desperate chase.

They chose to change direction, unwilling to confront such a formidable opponent.

However, shortly after altering course, the violent fluctuations of Spiritual Qi and thunderous clashes echoed through the air.

Immediately concealing their Qi, the pair darted to the edge of a precipice.

From their vantage point, they gazed into the distance.

Below the cliff, hundreds of feet deep, two figures were locked in fierce combat.

The fleeing figure was enveloped in a radiant Rosy Mist, her form exquisitely graceful, as if sculpted from immortal jade and bone.

Wielding a Jade Bamboo Spiritual Artifact, she retreated while fighting, her movements as fluid and beautiful as a dance.

Pursuing from behind was the Imperial Pattern Bone Marquis.

The Imperial Pattern Bone Marquis possessed a formidable skeletal frame, protected by ancient patterns that shifted his speed erratically. His palm strikes were immensely powerful, clashing against the Jade Bamboo Spiritual Artifact with metallic clangor.

"Her Martial-Mystic Dao cultivation is astonishingly high," Li Weiyi thought, recognizing Nangong enveloped in the luminous Rosy Mist.

His heart trembled with awe.

The Imperial Pattern Bone Marquis was a top-tier powerhouse in the Third Realm, his Qi sharp and domineering. The bizarre patterns on his body pulsed with arcane energy, making his combat prowess far surpass that of Huo Tianming and Dusk.

There was a third presence - a mass of turbid liquid.

Spanning several miles in diameter, it resembled a vast lake, constantly churning and shifting.

It relentlessly enveloped Nangong within the Rosy Mist, restricting her movements.

"Splash!"

The corrosive liquid surged into a massive wave, crashing against Nangong.

Instantly, the Rosy Mist around her seemed tainted, its radiance rapidly dimming.

Liu Ye watched the chase drawing closer, his expression grave.

"It's a Heterogeneous Fallen Spirit, a consciousness born from the waters of Corpse Lake. The Hundred Records intelligence calls it Hong. Its cultivation is formidable, and it's utterly inescapable. Once it enters a living being's body, the creature instantly transforms into a corpse."

Li Weiyi summoned four battle corpse puppets and unleashed Spiritual Light to control them.

Four rivers of Spiritual Qi surged from their Ancestral Fields, flowing ceaselessly into the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal.

"Boom!"

Thunderous roars erupted as dozens of purple lightning bolts crackled across the sky.

The Purple Heaven Thunder Seal's primal power was unleashed, hurtling several miles to strike Honghou on the ground.

Thunder and lightning spread rapidly through the corpse fluid lake.

A piercing, genderless scream of agony echoed from the lake.

Seizing the opportunity, Nangong broke free from Honghou's corpse fluid tendrils and soared into the air.

"Whoosh!"

The corpse fluid surged violently upward, not to attack Nangong, but to envelop the Purple Haze Thunder Seal, severing Li Weiyi and the four battle corpse puppets' connection to it.

Li Weiyi leaped off the cliff with the four corpses, slashing out a horizontal arc of sword qi from afar.

"Bang!"

Nangong flicked her sleeve, striking the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal from afar and sending it hurtling toward Li Weiyi.

Li Weiyi caught the seal, holding it suspended in his palm.

With the four streams of Spiritual Qi from the battle corpse puppets bolstering him, Li Weiyi leaned forward and slammed the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal into the ground, unleashing tens of thousands of Scripture characters that shot forth like projectiles.

"Boom!"

The corpse fluid that had crept toward him was blasted upward by the Scripture and Thunder and Lightning, soaring dozens of meters into the air.

Honghou screamed again, sinking into the mud and vanishing beneath the earth.

Meanwhile, without Honghou's assistance, the Imperial Pattern Bone Marquis was being driven back by Nangong's relentless assault.

After dozens of exchanges, the Jade Bamboo Spiritual Artifact shattered the Bone Marquis's neck bone.

Its head flew off.

"Bang! Bang..."

Nangong's graceful figure darted across the desolate wasteland, systematically shattering the Imperial Pattern Bone Marquis's skull and spine to ensure its complete annihilation.

Only then did she lift the Jade Bamboo, ride the flowing light and shadows, and rejoin Li Weiyi and Liu Ye.

Despite enduring a series of fierce battles, her white Shaoyang Guard martial robe remained spotless and undamaged.

Every inch of her skin and every strand of her hair shimmered with flowing Rosy Mist, making her appear less like a mortal human and more like an incarnation of an Immortal Spirit.

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