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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 5: [Seeking Immortality in the Eastern Sea]
Volume 5 (Pinyin): [Dong Hai xun xian]
Chapter 47 (484): [The Wheel of Fortune Turns]
(47th of Volume 5)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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All things possess a spirit.
Myriad-Inscriptions Artifacts of sufficiently high grade, after continuous nourishment, can develop consciousness and even spiritual intelligence.
Just like Millennial Essence Herbs.
A Myriad-Inscriptions Artifact that has developed consciousness gains a significant boost in power, becoming known as a Myriad-Laws Spiritual Artifact.
However, the consciousness of an artifact, like the lifespan of living beings, is not eternal.
Over the long river of time, it will inevitably dissipate due to various causes.
Li Weiyi pointed a finger at Er Feng, channeling Psychic Power Spiritual Light into its body to investigate.
The Immortal-Seeking Pearl's interior was densely inscribed with Artifact Scripts, resembling the Earth Veins, crisscrossing in intricate patterns. The number of scriptures was more than double that of the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal.
This was not an offensive Myriad-Laws Spiritual Artifact.
It had been specially crafted by Pu Yanzi to locate Immortal Dao Dragon Veins. Beyond sensing immortal energy, its only other function was a limited degree of defensive power.
The Immortal-Seeking Pearl resonated with Er Feng's innate abilities, which is why it had actively chosen him as its master.
Li Weiyi then turned his attention to the other pigeon-egg-sized pearl in his hand. Apart from being exceptionally cold, it exhibited no other remarkable properties. Attempts to activate it with Spiritual Qi proved futile, and Psychic Power could not penetrate its interior.
Yet, even the Transcendent Physical Body had decayed into a skeleton, and the inscriptions on the stone walls had faded beyond recognition.
The fact that this pearl had endured suggested it was no ordinary object.
Li Weiyi glared at the six Phoenixes lined up beside him: "Do you even know what this is? Swallowing it carelessly will cause problems. Leave it with me for now. Er Feng found this place first, so the Immortal-Seeking Pearl rightfully belongs to him. You all need to learn from this!"
Er Feng puffed out his chest, his expression radiating arrogance.
Li Weiyi placed Pu Yanzi's skeletal remains into his Boundary Pouch, then glanced at the bottomless skylight.
'Perhaps the Immortal Dao Dragon Vein lies beneath this.'
But if even Pu Yanzi, with his formidable cultivation, had been fatally wounded here, how could Li Weiyi dare venture down to investigate?
Moreover, whether the Immortal Dao Dragon Vein truly existed remained uncertain.
After all, if such a thing were to emerge, it would shake Yingzhou to its core, alerting the Martial-Mystic Dao Heavenly Emperors and stirring the Forbidden Ones in the Netherworld.
For the creatures near the East Sea, its arrival could bring either fortune or disaster.
Li Weiyi quickly retreated.
He opened the secret chamber's exit and cautiously stepped out.
Two or three days had passed, and there was no trace of Wu Hongling's presence in the Stone Hall.
The hall's massive stone doors stood wide open. There were no signs of battle, suggesting she hadn't forced her way out but had left voluntarily, likely believing it was safe to do so.
Concealing his aura, Li Weiyi approached the stone doors.
Below the gate, waves of heat surged from the wide river of magma.
Confirming that Wu Hongling wasn't hiding nearby, Li Weiyi suppressed his Spiritual Qi and Psychic Power, making no sound as he climbed the cliff face with his bare hands.
Wu Hongling sat cross-legged atop the cliff beside the magma river, facing the opposite bank where the Twin-Headed Sacred Spirit of Dawn and Dusk and the Buddhist Dao Imprint were carved.
In her hand, she held a white sheet of paper - a rubbing of the Buddhist Dao Imprint from the stone wall.
It rotated in reverse.
Over the past two days, she had repeatedly observed the forward-rotating Buddhist Dao Imprint on the stone wall. Despite her utmost sincerity, tranquility, and compassion, she could only endure it for a fleeting moment.
Her consciousness and Soul Spirit were unable to withstand the rotating force.
That was why she had made the rubbing.
"Forcing resistance only brings harm."
"Forward rotation yields boundless Merit. Reverse rotation traps you in the cycle of life and death."
"He wasn't entirely lying to me! Observing this reverse-rotating rubbing not only avoids that discomfort, but also noticeably accelerates the flow of Spiritual Qi within my body."
A hundred zhang away, Li Weiyi quietly reached the cliff's edge.
He glanced briefly at Wu Hongling before immediately averting his gaze.
A powerhouse like Wu Hongling would undoubtedly sense being watched.
Her vigilance was absolute.
She had deployed ten gray Bone Spirit Commanders to patrol and guard the area, making it nearly impossible to approach undetected and deliver a fatal blow.
If he failed to kill her before she could react, he would face two critical challenges.
First, Wu Hongling undoubtedly possessed life-saving measures, possibly even more potent than Huoxin's Transcendent Spiritual Qi.
Second, any prolonged engagement would inevitably attract swarms of Qu Ru Birds and trigger an unknown dragon's roar.
After a moment of deep contemplation, Li Weiyi made his decisive move.
He first placed the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal into his Wind Mansion, subtly channeling Spiritual Qi to activate it.
Then, he retrieved the two-meter-long Thousand-Inscriptions Spiritual Bow belonging to the Demon Kingdom's Immortal Realm Giant, the Divine Wing Marquis.
Drawing back the string, he focused Spiritual Qi into it, condensing it into a Seven-Clawed Heavenly Dragon Flame Arrow.
Almost instantly, Wu Hongling's eyes snapped open, sensing the imminent danger.
She immediately unleashed her Spiritual Qi and activated the Red Silk draped across her body.
"Thwack!"
The arrow shot forth.
The string's resonant energy exploded outward in a shockwave.
The Seven-Clawed Heavenly Dragon Flame Arrow hurtled toward Wu Hongling, closing the distance to within three meters of her head.
It tore through her Protective Spiritual Qi layer by layer.
Flames ignited the air around the arrowhead.
The incoming Red Silk veils proved no match for the arrow's force, crumpling and flying back toward Wu Hongling.
The attack was sudden, and the arrow flew with the speed of a shuttle.
Wu Hongling didn't even have time to stand up.
She immediately fell backward, tumbling into the parched riverbed in a most undignified manner.
"Crack!"
The arrowhead grazed her forehead.
Her gray-green skull mask shattered, shielding her from certain death.
"Swish! Swish..."
Ten Bone Spirit Commanders, moving with lightning speed, charged at Li Weiyi from all directions, attempting to slow him down and buy Wu Hongling time.
Li Weiyi executed his movement technique, transforming into a phantom of azure mist.
He evaded the Bone Spirits, appearing several dozen feet above the ground, and hurled Huoxin's headless corpse into the dry riverbed.
Then, he unleashed a palm strike from afar.
Wu Hongling had just stopped tumbling when she saw Huoxin's headless corpse appear above her, her face instantly draining of color.
She immediately understood Li Weiyi's intent.
There was no time to cast an Evasion Dao Technique.
Remaining calm in the face of imminent danger, she executed a countermeasure that exceeded Li Weiyi's expectations.
"Boom!"
She slammed her palm against the ground, using the recoil to propel herself skyward.
A mirror-shaped Spiritual Artifact flew from her Ancestral Field, caught by her other slender, jade-like hand.
"Rumble!"
The Transcendent Spiritual Qi and scriptures within Huoxin's Ancestral Field erupted.
The corpse shattered into a horrifying cloud of blood mist and dust.
Wu Hongling braced herself behind an ancient mirror, its diameter spanning three meters.
The force of the blast sent her flying hundreds of meters away.
Her arms, strained to the point of breaking, trembled violently as she coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Fortunately, she had leaped clear of the ground just in time, allowing her to use the air to cushion her fall and dissipate the impact.
Had she been grounded, even with the mirror and her Red Silk protective Spiritual Qi, her chances of survival would have been slim.
Simultaneously, the Transcendent Spiritual Qi within Huoxin's body erupted in all directions, lacking any focus on a specific target or enemy.
This indiscriminate release significantly diminished its destructive power compared to a focused attack.
"Boom!"
A deafening thunderclap echoed from above.
Giving Wu Hongling no respite, a Purple Heaven Thunder Seal the size of a millstone crashed down upon her.
Wu Hongling pinched a talisman between two fingers. The talisman shattered, transforming into a crimson cloud of light that enveloped her entirely.
Countless talismanic runes swirled within the luminous barrier, deflecting the lightning and the Thunder Seal.
This talisman, forged by a Holy Spiritual Master, had cost her a fortune to acquire.
She would never have used it unless absolutely necessary.
Wu Hongling had never imagined that a man who had seen her true face would attack her so ruthlessly, without even attempting to capture her alive.
Li Weiyi's three consecutive strikes had all been aimed at killing her outright. Any other Martial-Mystic Cultivator would have died three times over by now.
"Li Weiyi, it's my turn now!"
Wu Hongling's eyes flashed with icy resolve.
Stabilizing her position with the aid of Talisman Light, she unleashed her crimson avian Spiritual Qi. Her long hair billowed as the Red Silk surged upward like a crimson river flowing against the current.
Above her, Li Weiyi's cold face loomed, the Yellow Dragon Sword in his hand. He slashed downward with the force of a sword splitting the sea.
The Red Silk Spiritual Artifact buckled under the strike, the sword's edge hurtling toward Wu Hongling's head.
Wu Hongling had initially believed she had merely been caught off guard.
Even injured, she was confident her raw power still surpassed her opponent's.
But the instant Li Weiyi's sword shattered her Red Silk, she realized her grave miscalculation.
Li Weiyi's combat prowess had transformed beyond recognition in just three days.
Wu Hongling executed the Primordial Chaos Palm, unleashing a palm strike that sent a cloud of Primordial Chaos Qi surging forth.
The air boiled as a massive bubble of energy erupted upward.
She had mastered this Great Technique far more profoundly than Huoxin, reaching the fourth-layer entry level and cultivating several strands of Primordial Chaos Qi.
"Boom!"
The Yellow Dragon Sword shattered the Primordial Chaos Palm, sending Wu Hongling flying backward dozens of meters.
Her long, snow-white jade legs carved a deep trench into the earth as she skidded across the ground.
A deep, bloody gash appeared on her palm.
Before she could regain her footing, a powerful force yanked her forward, sending her flying uncontrollably toward Li Weiyi.
It was the Red Silk wrapped around her body, now seized by Li Weiyi.
The Red Silk, normally as sharp as a blade, now acted like a rope, tethering her like a kite.
Wu Hongling tried to regain control of the silk, but her efforts failed. She decisively abandoned it, her lithe body darting backward like a silverfish in a wave, creating a vast distance between herself and Li Weiyi.
Li Weiyi clutched the weightless, gossamer Red Silk in his hand, inhaling its faint, alluring fragrance.
He glared at Wu Hongling in the distance, his brow furrowed. His hope of striking her down with lightning speed had been dashed.
The truth was revealed.
Beneath the Red Silk lay a moon-white inner robe, clinging to her chest and hips, radiating a soft, ethereal glow, embroidered with orchids. It resembled a nightgown - both sensual and adorable.
Wu Hongling quickly donned a green Daoist robe, concealing her jade-like arms and long legs.
She fastened the sash, her demonic aura vanishing, transforming her into a sacred, inviolable Daoist saintess.
"You should have dressed properly sooner! You look even more beautiful and captivating this way."
Li Weiyi gathered the Red Silk into a ball, holding it like an embroidered ball in one hand.
In his other hand, he wielded his sword, the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal hovering above his head, his body enveloped in crackling lightning as he advanced.
Wu Hongling held a mirror-shaped Spiritual Artifact aloft. From her Ancestral Field, six spiritual artifact battle swords flew forth, two of which were the Hundred-Scriptures Artifact Dao Swords from the Calamity Crossing Temple.
Her gaze turned resolute: "North Young Lord, South Divine Hidden One - your current strength finally makes me believe that saying! Once we're out of here, I'll investigate you thoroughly."
"I just broke through to the Ninth Heaven, and you're already struggling to hold your ground. If I reach the peak of the Ninth Heaven, how will you possibly contend with me? Even if you want to leave, do you think you can?" Li Weiyi couldn't be certain whether Wu Hongling possessed any Huoxin-style attack methods.
Without a swift kill, caution was paramount.
"You only caught me off guard with a sneak attack," Wu Hongling retorted, "In a fair fight, the outcome would be uncertain. Even True Disciples and Immortal Realm Giants couldn't kill me - what chance do you have?"
Despite her words, she felt utterly uncertain.
Her opponent not only excelled in the Martial-Mystic Path but also possessed extraordinary mastery of Psychic Power.
"Wa-ga!"
The dense cries of Qu Ru Birds surged toward their location like a rushing black cloud.
Severely wounded, Wu Hongling had no desire to fight.
"This place is strange," she said, "We could have cooperated and faced the external dangers together. It's all your fault, you reckless fool! You broke through your Cultivation Realm and immediately tried to kill me. When my cultivation was stronger than yours, did I ever consider killing you?"
"Never considered it?" Li Weiyi retorted.
The Qu Ru Bird flock drew closer.
Wu Hongling's tone softened: "I hunted you down, and you severely injured me. We're even now! Let's put aside our grudges. If we wait any longer, we won't escape! You can't kill me..."
From the spirit realm at her brow center, a wisp of multicolored light emanated, carrying the aura of transcendent power.
Li Weiyi sighed inwardly.
Wu Hongling indeed had a trump card for survival.
Like him, she would only use such a technique when absolutely necessary to preserve her life.
Otherwise, if she were ever targeted by an Immortal Realm Giant, she would surely perish.
As the Qu Ru Bird flock loomed overhead, Li Weiyi turned and fled, activating the Clear Void Cicada Chase Step.
He transformed into Azure Mist, accompanied by the chirping of cicadas, and Cicada Wings sprouted from his back as he surged toward the lava river.
He tried to activate the colossal skeleton within the riverbed, but failed.
Clearly, Wu Hongling had already destroyed the Puppet Technique scriptures inscribed on the skeleton.
Wu Hongling trailed closely behind Li Weiyi, simultaneously fending off attacks from the Qu Ru Birds behind her and bracing for a sudden strike from Li Weiyi ahead.
Her mood was utterly foul; she had never suffered such a crushing defeat in a clash with the younger generation.
The earlier battle had not only alarmed the Qu Ru Birds but also awakened an even more terrifying creature.
"Aow!"
A dragon's roar erupted from the depths of the earth, shaking the ground violently.
Li Weiyi, wounded by the sonic blast, dropped to one knee, using his sword to support himself as blood streamed from his ears.
"Ugh!"
Behind him, Wu Hongling, already severely injured and with a Physical Body far weaker than Li Weiyi's, collapsed under the intensified strain of the dragon's roar, unable to rise again, writhing in agony.
The dragon's roar tore through the cavern's ceiling, sending rubble crashing down in an unending cascade.
Gradually, a fissure tens of miles long split open across the ceiling, its location now twenty miles away, above the dark, mountainous terrain.
Li Weiyi's heart leaped with joy.
The dragon's roar had torn open the fissure, and the seawater hadn't yet begun to pour through.
He immediately recalled the Seven Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors, who were still locked in combat with the Bone Spirit Commander, into his Insect Pouch.
A pair of fiery wings materialized on his back as he soared toward the fissure hundreds of feet above.
Fearing Wu Hongling might resort to desperate measures in her dire situation, and unwilling to miss this chance to escape, Li Weiyi refrained from seizing the opportunity to strike her down.
The Qu Ru Birds, stunned by the dragon's roar, plummeted to the ground, leaving the airspace clear.
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