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Chapter 243 - Chapter 99 (243): [The Death of Qing Jijin]

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Novel: [The Primordial Law]

Volume 3: [Qiu Prefecture Lantern Festival]

Chapter 99 (243): [Qing Jijin's Death]

(99th of Volume 3)

Translator: Shadow Knight AK

Editor: Shadow Knight AK

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The moment Li Weiyi saw Qi Jin's face, which resembled Zhuang Yue's, a chill flashed in his eyes.

When he saw the sword in Qi Jin's hand, that chill instantly transformed into killing intent.

It was Jiang Ning's Jingyu Sword!

Tang Wanqiu whispered, "Be careful. She's Luan Sheng Lin You's top expert, her combat strength nearly matching Yu Zi's."

"Whoosh!"

Li Weiyi executed a swift footwork, his body moving like a wisp of green smoke as he charged forward. A four-zhang-tall Battle Technique Intent Divine Shadow rose behind him.

Tang Wanqiu narrowed her eyes: "He's broken through again!"

"But he's only just reached the Sixth Sea. Moreover, the Fourth-Level Qi he cultivates is fundamentally different from Qi Jin's Sixth-Level Qi," a Martial-Mystic Cultivator from the Snow Sword Tang Court remarked, still skeptical of Li Weiyi's strength.

"Yin Suwen is already severely wounded. If he can just hold Qi Jin off, we'll have a chance to escape."

Wanyan Xiaose commanded her insect swarm to attack the remaining Yin Mountain Demon Clan Martial-Mystic Cultivators guarding the city gate.

The other five Martial-Mystic Cultivators from the Snow Sword Tang Court followed closely behind.

Tang Wanqiu, unlike the others, focused her gaze on the severely wounded Yin Suwen and raised her sword to attack. If she didn't kill this traitor, she would never be able to face the families and friends of the Martial-Mystic Cultivators who had died in battle.

"Boom!"

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

.....

A Fourth-Grade Hundred-Character Scripture Artifact in the form of a book slammed down toward Li Weiyi, lifting every stone slab on the long street and shaking the defensive Formations of the buildings lining the road to their breaking point.

Standing on the city wall, the Patrolling Immortal Envoy in a white Daoist Robe made two swift strokes, freezing the protective Formation in place.

Li Weiyi moved with lightning speed, dodging the artifact's trajectory in a graceful curve.

No matter how powerful the Fourth-Grade Hundred-Character Scripture Artifact was, if it couldn't lock onto him, its efforts were wasted.

Qi Jin kept his eyes fixed on Li Weiyi's footsteps, watching him draw closer with each step.

"Whoosh!"

Leaping above Qi Jin's head, Li Weiyi drew the Yellow Dragon Sword with a resounding clang.

With a single downward slash, a river of sword qi poured down, cleaving through the Dead Spirit army with unstoppable force.

The sword qi surged directly toward Qi Jin.

The Yellow Dragon Sword's sword qi seemed capable of dissolving all things. Any Dead Spirit that touched it instantly turned to ash.

Qi Jin's Qi surged outward, shattering the incoming sword qi.

"Divine Moon Eternal Illumination Mirror!"

Behind him, a Heterodox Battle Technique Intent rose - a scarlet divine moon, five meters in diameter, its light illuminating a City Domain spanning dozens of miles, vying for brilliance with the moon in the sky.

This radiant light drew the attention of the elder cultivators on Taoli (Peach and Plum) Mountain, who were anxiously watching the situation in South City. Their gasps of shock echoed across the mountain.

The residents of the city at the foot of the mountain could hear an old man on the peak shouting, "Look southeast!"

"Boom!"

Li Weiyi shot forward like a straight arrow, colliding with Qi Jin.

As their swords clashed, Spiritual Qi erupted into a shockwave that spread outward.

Fire exploded like a rain of embers.

Qi Jin had already overestimated Li Weiyi to the maximum extent possible, but in that moment of actual combat, he finally understood the terror Yin Suwen had faced earlier.

It wasn't that he was weak; his opponent had simply become incomprehensibly strong.

Fourth-Levek Qi, a Battle Technique Intent towering four zhang high, and a Dao Body that hadn't even been successfully cultivated - how could he possibly be this powerful?

Li Weiyi's sword strike sent Qi Jin flying back over a dozen zhang. The three Five Seas Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivators behind him were knocked away like straw dolls, their bones shattered, blood pouring from their seven orifices.

Cracks appeared in the skin of the arm holding Qi Jin's sword.

Before she could regain her footing, Li Weiyi's second, third, and fourth strikes followed in rapid succession, each faster than the last.

The sword's clang echoed like a dragon's roar, and within a ten-zhang radius, nothing but sword shadows remained.

Qi Jin was completely overwhelmed, her skin covered in a dense network of cracks.

Even a mere touch of the sword qi caused her excruciating pain.

"Divine Moon Mirror!"

Qi Jin let out a sharp, cold shout.

A circular ancient mirror emerged from the Cloud Mist of Spiritual Qi behind her, radiating a dazzling light that blocked Li Weiyi's sword aimed at her forehead.

Li Weiyi's left hand struck out a palm seal through the air, forming a golden Coiled Dragon Divine Seal that slammed heavily into her.

"Boom!"

The human skin covering Qi Jin's body exploded apart, sending her flying backward.

Only her mangled face and long hair remained, revealing her true form as an Ember Spirit.

She resembled a figure molded from charcoal Embers, with glaring sparks of fire and demonic qi flickering within.

Li Weiyi raised his sword and pursued her, determined to end the battle quickly.

Blood Mist and countless crimson scripture runes erupted from his Blood Handprint Demonic Armor.

Then, with a single thrust, a hundred swords flew forth.

The Divine Moon Eternal Illumination Mirror Battle Technique Intent materialized before Qi Jin.

She frantically channeled her Spiritual Qi, gathering it in her hands and pouring it into the Divine Moon Mirror.

"Whoosh!"

The Divine Moon Mirror spun, merging with the five-meter-diameter Battle Technique Intent.

It replicated Li Weiyi's sword moves on its surface and then unleashed them back at him.

A hundred swords came at him.

A hundred swords returned.

"Swish swish!"

Li Weiyi's heart sank.

He recalled the crimson scripture runes, imprinting them onto his skin to form a scripture demonic armor that deflected the returning sword qi.

Back at the Bing Juze Lake, when Qi Jin was defeated by Jiang Ning's Ghost Banner, she had claimed she lost due to the artifact, as the Divine Moon Mirror wasn't with her at the time.

Clearly, she believed that wielding the Divine Moon Mirror would give her combat power comparable to a Dao Seed Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivator.

Li Weiyi sheathed his sword and relied on his Blood Handprint Demonic Armor, which covered his entire body, to meet Qi Jin's attacks head-on. His fists and palms struck with overwhelming demonic might, drawing on an inexhaustible supply of power.

"Boom!"

After shattering Qi Jin's Divine Moon Eternal Illumination Mirror Battle Technique Intent with a single palm strike, six divine shadows of his Six Paths Battle Technique Intent manifested behind him. Unleashing 150 percent of his full power, he slammed his head down and crashed his body directly into her.

"Bang!"

Qi Jin was sent flying backward, sparks erupting in all directions. Her body smashed through a workshop wall and crashed into the rubble.

Li Weiyi landed swiftly, straddling her and raining down blows like a torrential storm.

She managed to block only the first three strikes before being reduced to a screaming, howling mess.

Finally, Li Weiyi's fist broke her neck, and the flames on her body flickered out.

Li Weiyi grabbed the Ember Spirit's severed head and rolled aside to dodge the book-like Fourth-Grade Hundred-Character Scripture Artifact that came flying toward him.

The attacks of the other Martial-Mystic Cultivators from the Far Western Ashlands present were utterly unable to penetrate Qi Jin's Blood Handprint Demonic Armor. Only this weapon could harm him.

"Boom!"

The book shattered Qi Jin's headless corpse into ashes, leaving behind a massive crater.

Li Weiyi used his Spiritual Qi to gather the Divine Moon Mirror, the Jingyu Sword, and the four Invitation Cards that had fallen from Qi Jin's clothes.

His body flashed, leaping across rooftops as he swiftly killed several more people before returning to the city gate.

He turned to look at Snow Sword Tang Court and his companions, who were still struggling to break free from the encirclement.

Raising Qi Jin's severed head, Li Weiyi shouted, "Qi Jin has been slain by my hand! Why don't you leave your Invitation Cards and flee for your lives?"

At these words, the Martial-Mystic Cultivators from the Far Western Ashlands, who were still unaware of the situation, were stunned. Their expressions shifted dramatically as they exchanged uncertain glances.

Tang Wanqiu and Yin Suwen, locked in combat, paused. Both their eyes were filled with disbelief. Only they truly understood the magnitude of this feat.

"Brother Weiyi, are you a Demon incarnate or a celestial being cultivating in the mortal realm? That was Qi Jin!" Wanyan Xiaose's voice was sweeter than words could describe, her admiration for Li Weiyi now beyond measure.

There was nothing to be done. Even Tang Wanqiu at her peak might not have been able to kill Qi Jin.

Tang Wanqiu was at the Seventh Sea Realm.

Li Weiyi, however, was only in the Five Seas Realm, with vast room for improvement.

The pitch-black city wall buzzed with the dense chirping and flapping of insects, drawing the attention of everyone on the street below.

Shi Shishi, Bai Shu, and the seven fierce insect torrents summoned by the seven Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors had finally arrived and converged here.

Shi Shishi shouted, "Brother Weiyi, are we still fighting?"

"They might still have Invitation Cards on them. If you get one, it's yours. You have half an hour!"

Li Weiyi leaped down, killed Yin Suwen, and collected her Invitation Card and three Hundred-Character Scripture Artifacts.

Then he turned to Tang Wanqiu and asked, "What's really going on? Yin Mountain is in the Northern Territory. Why would they suddenly rebel? Can that Demon King of Yin Mountain withstand the wrath of the entire Northern Territory? Or is it planning to move the eight-thousand-mile-long Yin Mountain Range?"

Shi Shishi let out an excited screech and, along with Bai Shu and the seven Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors, led the insect swarm in a charge against the fleeing Martial-Mystic Cultivators of the Far Western Ashlands.

The seven Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors were naturally after the money pouches and Cosmic Pouches.

These pouches represented precious medicines and Millennium Essence Herbs.

Tang Wanqiu watched the scene before her, gazing at the endless river of insects stretching into the distance, her heart completely humbled.

She leaned on her sword for support: "Wei Yi, the world is about to undergo a massive upheaval! I've suddenly realized that the Calamity Crossing Temple might actually be supporting the forces behind Luan Sheng Lin You, provided he wins the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival."

"The Dragon Sect has already thrown its support behind him, and the major Demon Races undoubtedly have as well!"

"Both Zuoqiu Hong and I made a misjudgment. Our vision was still too narrow, confined by the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival. We failed to see the bigger picture. I believe the old fogeys on Taoli (Peach and Plum) Mountain are only realizing this now as well."

"The Heartless Golden Ape of Heavenly Cliff Ridge's surrender to Zuoqiu Hong was likely part of Luan Sheng Lin You's scheme, along with the Ember Spirits and Dead Embers he had already planted among the Martial-Mystic Cultivators of the Southern Territory. The Zuoqiu Sect and the Imperial Court are sure to follow in the footsteps of the Snow Sword Tang Court."

Tang Wanqiu suddenly grabbed Li Weiyi's shoulder, her eyes filled with fervent hope: "Wei Yi, stop him! If anyone in Qiu Prefecture City can stop Luan Sheng Lin You, it's probably you! Do you understand what I just said? If Luan Sheng Lin You wins, many people will die... many, many people..."

"I'll do my best!"

Li Weiyi soared onto the city wall, whistling to summon the seven Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors.

Time was of the essence.

He had to rush to the most crucial place immediately.

Shi Shishi and Bai Shu followed the insect swarm back.

"So urgent? I haven't even found a single ticket!" Shi Shishi fretted, watching the fleeing Five Seas Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivators.

"The situation is worse than I thought! I need to get to the Bright Moon Seven Stars Pavilion first. You lead the insect swarm and follow me as quickly as possible."

With that, Li Weiyi darted away, his gaze fixed on the towering Taoli (Peach and Plum) Mountain at the city's center.

He distinctly heard an elderly voice urgently shout, "Hurry!"

That single word, "Hurry," contained countless unspoken warnings.

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Dragging their injured bodies, the seven members of the Snow Sword Tang Court stumbled out of the outer city gate, only to be confronted by a magnificent Jade Carriage pulled by five Snow Dragon. Its imposing presence struck fear into their hearts.

This was once the personal carriage of the Ancient Heavenly Emperor!

The small world where the Jade Carriage resided was engulfed in a blizzard, completely isolated from the clear, moonlit sky.

Tang Wanqiu knelt on one knee, gritting her teeth: "Sister, I've failed! I've lost all the Five Seas Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivators of the Snow Sword Tang Court."

From within the carriage, a young woman's voice rang out: "The Snowsword Tang Court has only lost in the Five Seas Realm. In a moment of crisis, you dared to raise your sword against Yin Suwen. That earns you a passing grade in my eyes. Get in the carriage and come with me back to the city!"

Tang Wanqiu was stunned: "Returning to the city now is too dangerous."

"Since you've already left the city, you're already out of the competition. Ride with me, and who would dare harm you?"

The Jade Carriage slowly approached the city gate.

Tang Wanzhou's voice, calm and steady, echoed from within the carriage: "I came here to see just how much weight the so-called Young Celestial Emperors truly carry."

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