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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 4: [Shuangsheng Dao Sect (Twin Rice Sect)]
Chapter 139 (394): [The Rising Sun from Fusang]
(139th of Volume 4)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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The three hundred sets of Governor's Official Robes and Official Seals possessed extraordinary power.
Forged by Zen Hai Guanwu, they were entrusted to the three hundred Prefects to safeguard the three hundred provinces of the Living Realm, suppressing Demon Kings, Sects, and Dead Spirits.
These robes and seals had sustained the Lingxiao Realm's glorious prosperity for thousands of years.
Before assuming office, each Governor had to have their Official Robe and Official Seal activated personally by Zen Hai Guanwu.
Only then could they wield their power.
Upon the completion of their term, the robes and seals would automatically fall dormant, becoming unusable.
Many believed that one of the reasons for the Lingxiao Realm's devastating defeat a thousand years ago was the disappearance of Zen Hai Guanwu.
With the Governor's terms ending, the robes and seals in many ways lost their effectiveness, severely weakening their combat capabilities.
The Governor's Official Robe Li Weiyi wore had been activated by Zen Hai Guanwu.
Without cultivating the Dragon Awakening Technique, he could still utilize a portion of its power.
This was only a portion because his cultivation was vastly inferior to that of the Governor from a thousand years ago.
The Dragon Awakening Technique was merely a spell created by Yu Yaozi specifically for those Governor's Official Robes. It couldn't fully resolve the robes' dormancy issue and was rather cumbersome, requiring layers of cultivation to unlock more of their power.
The time investment was excessive.
Many argued that cultivating Dao Techniques was superior to the Dragon Awakening Technique.
Dao Techniques, at least, didn't rely on external forces and wouldn't be constrained by artifacts.
Night had fallen, and the sky was vast and high.
An ancient tree, its roots stretching back countless ages, stood majestic and eternal.
"Roar!"
The Dragon Soul, over a hundred meters long, let out a piercing roar, its sound waves rippling outward.
Its mist-like body snaked through the sky thousands of meters above the ground, radiating a hint of the Emperor's might.
Below, the crowd of spectators trembled in their souls, convinced that Li Weiyi was no mere Spiritual Master but a Governor from ancient times who had crossed space and time to return.
Li Weiyi stood atop the Dragon Soul's head, holding a three-meter-long staff-spear. Clad in a purple official robe, his figure was straight and imposing, his youth radiating sharpness and vigor. He pursued Xie Chucai across the void.
"Boom!"
A surge of Psychic Power Spiritual Light (Lingguang) erupted from his brow, violently shaking the air within several miles.
On the branches of the Earth Demon Pine, silver needle-like leaves rained down like silver rain.
Under Li Weiyi's Psychic Power control, his arm swept in a circle, unleashing a torrent of energy.
The foot-long silver needles transformed into a river of needles, shooting toward Xie Chucai with a sharp, swishing sound.
"Li Weiyi, did you really think you drove me back? You've fallen into my trap!"
Xie Chucai suddenly turned, fixing his gaze on Li Weiyi atop the Dragon Soul. He spread his arms wide.
Instantly, the blood-red Spiritual Qi within his Dao Heart Manifestation, which covered an area of nine miles, rapidly contracted, forming a "Heavenly Collapse" spectacle that crashed down upon Li Weiyi.
Xie Chucai had deliberately lured Li Weiyi away from the Earth Demon Pine, seizing the opportunity to break his advantage.
He believed the reason they hadn't been able to defeat Li Weiyi for so long was because Li Weiyi could mobilize the Earth Demon Pine's earthly Yin energy, giving him a significant advantage in battle.
"Whoosh!"
Li Weiyi glanced at the sky of Spiritual Qi crashing down on him. Unfazed, he enveloped himself in a cloud of Purple Mist, causing powerful spatial fluctuations.
His body vanished.
The next instant, the Purple Mist cloud reappeared above Xie Chucai's head.
Li Weiyi, standing on the sacred and radiant Fusang Divine Tree, crossed space and burst out of the Purple Mist.
The Spiritual Light (Lingguang) between his eyebrows shone with blinding intensity.
Golden Crow Flame from the Spirit Realm and Formation Scriptures surging from the Fusang Divine Tree enveloped his entire body.
The scene was utterly divine when viewed from the ground.
The Fusang Divine Tree was rooted in the sky, while Li Weiyi resembled a rising sun, a Golden Crow soaring among its branches, his light illuminating a vast city region.
"It's Formation Scriptures... it's a Formation... it's the True Spirit Great Formation of the Rising Sun! That little rascal actually imprinted the Formation Scriptures onto the Fusang Divine Tree Spiritual Light in advance, using Golden Crow Flame to condense the morning sun and his own body as the formation's core. The formation is complete!"
Tai Shi Yu was more excited than anyone else.
He hadn't expected Li Weiyi to set up the formation this way.
Nor had he anticipated that in just three days, Li Weiyi would not only break through to become a six-star Spiritual Master but also master the True Spirit Great Formation of the Rising Sun... well, not completely master it.
He had simplified the formation.
While it might not be enough to deal with a Seventh Heaven Martial-Mystic Cultivator, it was more than sufficient for the task at hand.
Xie Chucai activated the power of his Blood Robe to deflect the countless pine needles hurtling towards him, causing them to explode into silver mist.
Then, raising his twin blades, he channeled the vast energy of the Blood Pool Silver Sea, manifesting a dazzling light-and-shadow projection, and slashed towards the falling "Morning Sun."
"It's a Formation, perfectly aligned with the Golden Crow Flame! This is the true power of a Spiritual Master?"
From Xie Chucai's Ancestral Field, ten high-grade Spiritual Artifacts flew out, forming a protective barrier around him. His entire being was plunged into an unprecedented state of tension.
These ten Spiritual Artifacts were Xie Chucai's spoils of war, seized from ten Dao Seed Realm Seventh Heaven experts he had defeated.
Each one was extraordinary.
Li Weiyi, covered in Formation Scriptures with Formation Plates swirling around him, descended like a crimson-gold Morning Sun, suppressing Xie Chucai and forcing him to plummet from mid-air towards the summit of one of the six Demon Mountains.
Xie Chucai desperately resisted with the Blood Pool Silver Sea, but could only slow his descent.
"Boom!"
The entire Six Thoughts Zen Temple trembled slightly.
On the snow-covered summit of the Demon Mountain, the impact of their successive falls triggered a minor avalanche.
Upon landing, Xie Chucai's ten protective Spiritual Artifacts scattered in all directions.
"He's been knocked down to the summit!"
"What a domineering Formation! Even the peerless Heavenly Pride of the Calamity Crossing Temple couldn't withstand it."
"The Fusang Divine Tree, the Golden Crow rising in the sun... I think I'm witnessing a relic from the Ancient Immortal era!"
Martial-Mystic Cultivators in the Lingxiao Realm roared with excitement.
Many Dao Seed Realm experts activated their movement techniques, racing towards the mountain peak to witness the Heavenly Pride of the Calamity Crossing Temple's defeat and see if Xie Chucai was already dead.
"So-called genius of the Sacred Dark Family... not so impressive after all. We Hidden Ones can casually deploy a Formation to knock them out of the sky. If we used our Insect Tamer identity and released seven Strange Insects to summon a swarm, wouldn't we just crush them outright?" Yin Shi Yi, proud of his Hidden Sect origins, rushed towards the summit.
Shi Jiuzhai chuckled: "No need for Strange Insects. Maybe they're worried Xie Chucai and the Sacred Dark Family won't accept defeat! We have to crush them utterly to truly savor victory."
"Xie Chucai ultimately fell short of the Young Celestial Emperor. In the same realm, he's no match for a legendary Spiritual Master."
"If the Jiu Li Divine Hidden Ones win this battle, let's all go to the Heavenly Pavilion tonight! Feather Immortal pays for everything!" someone shouted.
This initially drew jeers.
But soon, many others joined in, finding the suggestion quite reasonable.
The wind shifted subtly.
Everyone sensed the extraordinary nature of the Jiu Li Divine Hidden One. Their hearts burned with a desire for victory, no longer driven by mere curiosity as they had been at first.
Spectators filled the Zen Temple, leaving no secrets hidden.
Conflicts erupted in areas shrouded by Formations.
Meanwhile, a far more perilous struggle unfolded in the shadows, unknown to the masses.
A Transcendent from the Imperial Court, wielding Formation Flags capable of mobilizing the power of thirty-six Earth Veins, entered the Six Thoughts Zen Temple.
Princess Yun Chang and other Giant figures followed in their carriages.
All the Martial-Mystic Cultivators watching the battle halted on a desolate, rock-strewn mountain ridge, gazing at the snow-covered peak ahead.
There, the Fusang Divine Tree stood as if rooted atop the mountain, its radiant light illuminating the surroundings and rapidly melting the snow.
Li Weiyi descended and took his stance between the two trees, his body engulfed in flames, Formation Scriptures and Formation Plates flashing around him.
Instead of pressing his advantage, Li Weiyi sensed that Xie Chucai, though wounded, maintained a steady momentum. He showed no weakness, but instead exuded a dangerous aura.
Xie Chucai stood on the mountain peak, having carved a massive crater into the ground. His long hair was nearly completely burned away, a dark red bloodstain clinging to his lips. His gaze locked onto Li Weiyi, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.
Before the battle, he could never have imagined he would suffer such a crushing defeat.
Since beginning his Cultivation journey, he had effortlessly crushed every Spiritual Master he'd encountered at his level, whether they employed Battle Formations or talisman rain. Never before had he fought such a grueling battle.
"Roar!"
Li Weiyi reached into the void, summoning a Dragon Soul over a hundred meters long.
"If you surrender now, I'll spare your life, just like I did at the West Sea Royal Manor last time."
Of course, this wasn't genuine!
It was a tactic to disrupt Xie Chucai's mental state and reason.
Xie Chucai, wielding his Silver Blade, stepped out of the deep crater.
"Now, you can barely borrow the Earth Demon Pine's earthly Yin energy, while my Profound Ice Force can draw upon the Snow Mountain's frigid aura to unleash its full power. The advantage of terrain now lies with me."
Li Weiyi countered, "Do you truly believe I still need the advantage of terrain?"
"The Dragon Soul you summoned is powerful - the soul of an Ancient Celestial Emperor. Your Formation is also intriguing, with considerable might. But you still haven't grasped the true measure of a disciple from the Sacred Dark Family."
At the center of Xie Chucai's Dao Heart Manifestation, a crimson aura, Spiritual Qi surged, darkening to an inky black and spreading outward.
In an instant, he was enveloped in darkness, vanishing from sight.
Spiritual Power could no longer detect him.
Li Weiyi had long known about the "Absolute Darkness Domain" and had remained vigilant against it.
With it, Xie Chucai had been able to withstand Shi Liuyu's punch without injury.
Now, facing it directly, Li Weiyi finally felt the true power of this dark force.
His senses were completely useless; he couldn't see Xie Chucai's condition or discern what techniques he was using.
"Hiss!"
The dark force spread, devouring the Spiritual Light (Lingguang) emitted by the Fusang Divine Tree.
Even the Formation Scriptures of the True Spirit Great Formation of the Rising Sun began to crumble.
The night sky, warped by this strange power, plunged into absolute darkness, as if layers of black cloth had been draped over it.
From the darkness, Xie Chucai's voice drew closer: "Night belongs to the Sacred Dark Family. Our combat strength reaches its peak here. I have both the advantage of time and place, and my cultivation surpasses yours. How can you possibly fight me? Surrender now, kneel and beg for mercy, and I might spare your life."
Li Weiyi, riding the Dragon Soul and wielding his spear, charged into the Dark Domain, determined to break through it.
The moment he stepped inside, an icy chill enveloped his entire body.
Sight, hearing, and Psychic Power perception vanished completely, as if he were trapped in a vacuum of darkness.
Even with his Heaven-Opening Divine Eye open, he could only see a few yards ahead.
How could he fight like this?
Xie Chucai appeared beside Li Weiyi like a phantom, pushing the Blood Pool Silver Sea to its limit and slashing out with his blade.
Only when the danger was within six yards did Li Weiyi realize he couldn't react in time to defend himself.
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