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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 3: [Qiu Prefecture Lantern Festival]
Chapter 68 (212): [Taking Action Himself]
(68th of Volume 3)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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The five-zhang-long Golden Tiger phantom was a colossal beast, its body blocking half the street.
"Whoosh!"
Mie Di's physique was several times larger than Li Weiyi's. The Spiritual Qi radiating from his body stirred up the snow that had accumulated on the street, sending energy ripples spreading over a hundred meters away.
Many Martial-Mystic Cultivators retreated, believing Li Weiyi's cultivation was too weak.
They thought his only chance of achieving mutual destruction with Mie Di lay in triggering the Thunder Law Profound Ice.
That was far too dangerous!
However, many other Martial-Mystic Cultivators, like Mie Di himself, believed Li Weiyi was all bluff and bluster, too cowardly to trigger the Thunder Law Profound Ice.
Li Weiyi's eyes were fixed on the massive tiger claw phantom hurtling toward him. His thoughts were calm and natural as he shifted his right leg back. All his Spiritual Qi surged into his right arm, causing the Meridian Veins within his flesh to shimmer and his blood to flow through his veins like a dragon's roar.
"Heaven-Turning Palm Seal!"
A golden divine seal phantom materialized with a single palm strike, colliding head-on with the Golden Tiger's giant claw.
The Dragon Coiling Seal was inscribed with ancient characters, its mystical aura reaching the pinnacle of perfection.
"Boom!"
The Golden Light exploded, transforming into dazzling energy ripples that burst outward in all directions.
Mie Di was stunned.
He never expected a Martial-Mystic Cultivator at the Fourth Stage of the Five Seas Realm to unleash such a profound palm technique.
The power behind it was so formidable that it rivaled his own.
He immediately changed his strategy, crouching low and clawing at Li Weiyi's abdomen.
Li Weiyi pulled his right foot free, which had been driven deep into the ground by the previous claw strike.
Carrying fragments of rock and Spiritual Qi energy, he stomped forward with the force of a mountain range collapsing.
"Buzz!"
As his foot landed, the Spiritual Qi wove together to form a shimmering, jade-like Ancient Cauldron.
The cauldron was massive and ancient, enveloping Li Weiyi's entire body.
Mie Di's claw marks struck the cauldron as if hitting solid jade. His fingers ached, but he couldn't reach Li Weiyi's flesh.
"Break!"
Martial-Mystic Cultivators who reached the Seventh Sea possessed at least Fifth-Level Qi within them.
Mie Di's combat prowess was formidable.
His claw marks tore through the Jade Ancient Cauldron, and he was about to follow up with a second strike to pierce Li Weiyi's abdomen when...
An overwhelming sense of danger surged through him!
Behind Li Weiyi, a female divine being's Battle Technique Intent rose, her long hair billowing in the wind, reaching a height of three meters and illuminating the surroundings.
The Cihang Enlightenment Finger, a technique renowned throughout Qiu Prefecture City, was unleashed.
The beam of light shot from Li Weiyi's fingertip was dazzling and powerful.
Anyone struck by it, no matter how strong their physical body, would be pierced through.
Mie Di's heart trembled.
He immediately switched from offense to defense, releasing a tiger-skin cassock Spiritual artifact from his Ancestral Field.
The cassock spun rapidly in front of him, its various ornaments clashing together to form a Formation.
"Boom!"
Mie Di was forced back over a hundred feet before he completely neutralized the Cihang Enlightenment Finger's finger force.
Across from him, Li Weiyi remained standing perfectly still, his heroic posture unchanged.
From beginning to end, his expression and gaze remained unchanged. The tip of the Profound Ice Arrow in his left hand still rested steadily on the two invitation cards.
Time seemed to freeze.
The entire arena fell silent.
The snow that had been stirred up earlier slowly drifted down, leaving countless spectators frozen in place.
Not only the Martial-Mystic Cultivators gathered outside the Diligent Garden, but also the old patriarchs on Taoli (Peach and Plum) Mountain were equally stunned.
This display of power far surpassed the shock of Luan Sheng Lin You defeating the combined forces of the Long Dian and Lu Cangsheng.
After a long moment, a collective gasp echoed from the Third Heaven.
An old man's sharp voice cut through the air: "Isn't he only at the Fourth Stage of the Five Seas Realm?"
Hidden Lord, who knew Li Weiyi's true strength, stepped in to cover for him: "Didn't you notice he broke through?"
"That's right! His Battle Technique Intent is three zhang high - that's the Fifth Stage of the Five Seas Realm!" Zuoqiu Ling confirmed.
The old man retorted, "That's still not right... Mie Di is at the Seventh Sea. Aberrant Humanoids already have an advantage in combat power over Mortals at the same level, and with the Golden Tiger Intent boosting him further, how can someone two realms below even stand a chance? What's the point of realms if this is possible?"
Another old man added, "It's truly absurd. Even if he broke through, he's only just entered the Fifth Stage of the Five Seas Realm."
Hidden Lord continued to cover for him: "His physical cultivation is quite remarkable. He relies on his physical strength. Moreover, his comprehension of Martial-Mystic Techniques is exceptionally high, and the techniques he practices are ancient methods from the Jiu Li Clan."
Zuoqiu Ling sighed: "With such a prodigy and such a sharp mind, you shouldn't have let him participate in the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival."
Hidden Lord sighed, his expression one of helplessness.
He had tried to dissuade Li Weiyi many times.
.....
The Daoist robe-clad woman from the Calamity Crossing Temple, who had appeared the previous night, stood atop a high tower a mile away and wrote: "In a state with no rare insects, can defeat Coffin Mountain's Mie Di."
After the initial shock and disbelief, countless top-tier Martial-Mystic Cultivators present were seized by murderous intent, convinced that this youth could not be allowed to live.
Mie Di, in particular, felt humiliated beyond measure.
With a furious roar, he wrapped his tiger-skin cassock around himself, his Spiritual Qi surging wildly as he charged forward for another attack.
But someone moved even faster.
It was Ji-Di, the leader of the Coffin Mountain Four Truths.
Ji-Di, ranked eighth in the Southern Territory's First-Class, was an Inheritor-level figure.
She saw that Mie Di's victory over Li Weiyi was far from assured. Allowing the fight to continue would not only waste precious time but also invite ridicule from Martial-Mystic Cultivators across the land.
In the current situation, a swift resolution was imperative.
For so many of them to be held back by a Martial-Mystic Cultivator at the Fifth Stage of the Five Seas Realm would be a complete farce.
"Ji-Di, for a First-Class expert like you to attack a Martial-Mystic Cultivator at the Fifth Stage of the Five Seas Realm is utterly beneath your dignity!"
Cang Li's voice, deep and steady, echoed from within the garden.
"Whoosh!"
Ink-black Nether Mist poured from the gate, instantly engulfing the entire street.
The air grew frigid, and a thick layer of white frost formed on the ground.
Within the Nether Mist, a ten-yard-tall, armored ram-headed Ghost General materialized behind Li Weiyi, towering over all the buildings in the street.
A fiery cloud burned within its abdomen, its aura domineering.
With a long howl, the Ghost General swung its thirty-meter-long war spear, leaving trails of energy ripples in the air.
Mie Di was terrified, his soul nearly shattered.
He cried out, "It's... it's back again!"
Ji-Di knocked Mie Di aside and stood alone to face the war spear.
Her Tin Staff spun rapidly, its chanting echoing through the heavens.
"Boom!"
The war spear struck the staff, sending Ji-Di flying.
She crashed into the crowd and landed inside a shop.
The Ghost General roared, spewing Duling Cold Fire from its mouth.
The Martial-Mystic Cultivators from over a dozen large and small factions retreated again.
An Inheritor-level expert had been sent flying with a single blow. If the war spear swept through the crowd, how many lives would it claim?
Who could have imagined Cang Li had such a trump card?
Many secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thankful they hadn't forced their way into the Diligent Garden earlier.
Ming Niansheng whispered in Luan Sheng Lin You's ear, "This should be the Ghost General Qi Jin mentioned, released from a black Qi. It seems Cang Li really was the one who rescued Jiang Ning at the Bing Juze Lake. Young Venerable, this isn't good!"
Luan Sheng Lin You understood his meaning.
If Cang Li had saved Jiang Ning, their relationship must be extraordinary. If they wiped out the Jiu Li Clan today, Jiang Ning might push for cooperation between the Imperial Court and the Zuoqiu Sect. Perhaps that Li boy's prediction would come true after all.
He feared the Imperial Court, targeted by the entire Rebel Army.
But with the addition of the Zuoqiu Sect and their sworn enemies, the Zhu Sect from the Far Western Ashlands...
That was a different matter!
The Ghost General appeared, suppressing all enemies.
But Li Weiyi didn't believe this alone would deter Luan Sheng Lin You. After such a grand display, retreating without a fight would invite ridicule - what difference would it make from a complete rout?
Luan Sheng Lin You, too, was swept up by the momentum of their own formation. They wanted to retreat but couldn't.
Seizing this moment, Li Weiyi shouted loudly, "The Jiu Li Clan suffered heavy losses last night and knows we can't hold onto these two invitations. But we refuse to hand them over to our enemies! We implore any hidden heroes to come to our aid. If you can protect us for ten days, we'll offer you the Immortality Pill, a Dragon Seed, and Dragon Bone - everything we have!"
Many in the crowd sneered.
Someone whispered, "Who dares to save someone in front of the Young Venerable?"
Yuwen Tuozhen laughed heartily: "After your earlier display of arrogance and fearlessness, I thought you had a backbone of steel. Turns out, you're just another coward afraid of death."
"Who isn't afraid of death? I'm here to fight for survival, not to compete with anyone on who fears death the least."
Li Weiyi continued, "I laugh at Luan Sheng Lin You's lack of wisdom and Ge Xiantong's lack of foresight. I despise the Two Insects of the Eastern Territory for their defeat at the hands of the Bright Moon Seven Stars Pavilion, breaking their spirit and missing their opportunity. The true heroes of the world are all gathered in the North now."
The only power currently capable of challenging the Imperial Court and the Far Western Ashlands is the Snow Sword Tang Court of the Northern Territory, which has already seized control of five prefectures.
Nearly all the Northern Territory's most promising young talents have been gathered under their banner.
It's worth noting that the Jiu Li Clan's overt strength isn't even enough to secure a single prefecture.
Even if the Snow Sword Tang Court were to mobilize only five or six young Martial-Mystic Cultivators from each prefecture, combined with the Ancient Myriad Sects' own deep reserves and dozens of top-tier experts, Luan Sheng Lin You would have no choice but to retreat.
Li Weiyi didn't believe that Tang Wanqiu, the young leader of the Snow Sword Tang Court, was unaware of the significance of last night's battle. He was undoubtedly waiting for the opportune moment to strike.
Ming Niansheng's gaze turned icy: "This young man is truly exceptionally clever. Unfortunately, the Snow Sword Tang Court won't make their move now. Neither the Imperial Court nor we have suffered a fatal blow. Tang Wanqiu will undoubtedly continue to sit on the sidelines, waiting for a better opportunity."
"If he's so clever, then let's kill him first!"
Luan Sheng Lin You, with one hand behind his back and the other twirling his silver spear, personally strode towards Li Weiyi, who stood in the center of the street.
The Battle Technique Intents of the Azure Phoenix and Qilin manifested, their overwhelming power pressing down on Li Weiyi.
Snow fell, accompanied by howling winds.
Countless Martial-Mystic Cultivators watched in astonishment.
Luan Sheng Lin You didn't hide the admiration and admiration in his eyes.
"You've mastered the art of manipulation, survival in the cracks, and desperate measures for survival. Any other opponent would likely have succeeded. But you were unlucky - your opponent is me."
"In this world, strength and cultivation ultimately reign supreme. Your chips are too few. Snow Sword Tang Court wouldn't care, and neither do I."
"However, you should be proud! You're so outstanding that you've even stirred my killing intent. I'll personally eliminate you to prevent future trouble."
Though Luan Sheng Lin You was still thirty meters away, Li Weiyi already felt unsteady on his feet, like a flickering candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished with a single breath.
The combined pressure of the Azure Phoenix and Qilin Battle Technique Intents felt like two mountains crushing his shoulders, making it impossible to breathe.
To stand, he couldn't breathe.
To breathe, he had to collapse.
"Roar!"
The ten-meter-tall Ghost General unleashed the power of a Dao Seed Realm Martial Cultivator, its battle spear slashing down diagonally, tearing through the Battle Technique Intent's suppression.
"Boom!"
The ground beneath Luan Sheng Lin You's feet shattered continuously, mud and stone erupting outward in all directions.
What sent shivers down everyone's spines was that he merely raised his silver spear to block the battle spear, his body barely swaying.
Li Weiyi's pupils contracted sharply. No wonder Luan Sheng Lin You had seemed completely unconcerned about the unfolding situation. His combat prowess was terrifyingly overwhelming, capable of crushing any enemy within the city.
Perhaps Zuoqiu Ting had been right: the mindset of the truly powerful was indeed different.
To force them to compromise, one had to be absolutely certain of victory.
"Such a mere youth, to let him die at the hands of the Young Venerable would only bring him glory! I shall kill him myself!"
Ming Niansheng, a two-meter-tall humanoid figure forged of bronze, shot forward like an arrow.
He had just clenched his fist when...
The air filled with the dense sound of flying swords.
Behind Li Weiyi, on the wide street, countless golden Flying Swords surged forward like a tide, tearing through the Nether Mist to form a Sword River that crashed head-on into Ming Niansheng.
The stone slabs of the several-hundred-meter-long street were crisscrossed with sword marks.
At that moment, Ming Niansheng was still three meters away from Li Weiyi.
He immediately released his protective Spiritual Qi to withstand the golden Sword River.
"Da-da!"
"Da-da!"
.....
The Zouwu Strange Beast charged forward, its head raised in a long howl, directly toward the isolated and defenseless Li Weiyi.
Li Ling, clad in a crimson robe and barefoot, stood proudly on the Zouwu's back.
One hand formed a rune seal, the other held the reins.
The Spiritual Light Flame erupting from her brow set her entire body ablaze, clearly indicating she had reached the Calamity Fire Realm.
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END OF CHAPTER
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