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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 5: [Seeking Immortality in the Eastern Sea]
Volume 5 (Pinyin): [Dong Hai xun xian]
Chapter 78 (515): [Bestowing the Dao]
(78th of Volume 5)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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Outside the Thundercloud Sect's encampment...
"Has he truly become this strong? The strongest opponent in the eyes of the True Disciple of the Ancient Sect!" Qin Qian exclaimed in disbelief.
Just a few months ago, Li Weiyi had struggled mightily against Xie Chucai of the Sixth Heaven in Lingxiao City.
The Great Elder of the Thundercloud Sect scoffed, "Mere flattery! Only Bai Yeqing, Changyu Jian, and others are worthy opponents for the True Disciples of the Ancient Sect. I witnessed firsthand in the Dragon City Mirage how Li Weiyi, Liu Fengshu, and a mysterious man had to join forces to contend with Sheng Wulian."
Lu Cangsheng added, "Li Weiyi's Martial-Mystic Intent combined with his secret techniques is indeed terrifying. He's undoubtedly reached the pinnacle of Martial-Mystic Prowess. Otherwise, why would Sheng Wulian take him so seriously? His cultivation speed is astonishing. I can't imagine how formidable he'd be if he had seeded the Dao in his Ancestral Field."
Tang Wanzhou stood rigidly outside the Snow Sword Tang Court's encampment, her curiosity piqued by the current strength of Sheng Wulian, a Half-Step Immortal Realm cultivator, and Li Weiyi.
After all, during her time in the Dao Seed Realm, she had scoured the world and rarely found an opponent worthy of a single exchange.
Her regret lingered over never having ventured beyond the Lingxiao Realm to battle Heavenly Prides of her own caliber.
Li Weiyi, having anticipated Sheng Wulian's words, asked, "That's true. I am a Psychic Master. May I use all my Psychic Techniques?"
"Of course," Sheng Wulian replied.
"Your talk of a life-and-death struggle is meaningless. If I truly intended to kill you, would Yang Shenjing and the Rice Palace experts stand by and watch?"
Li Weiyi stepped out of the Formation's shimmering barrier and into Sheng Wulian's Primordial Chaos Life Technique, drawing the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal.
"I'll wager this Myriad-Inscriptions Artifact against your North Sea Life Map - and your Dao."
Sheng Wulian possessed two versions of the North Sea Life Map:
One was a scroll-type Spiritual Artifact.
The other was a Dao Image cultivated within his Ancestral Field, formed from condensed scriptures and Primordial Chaos Qi.
"If you have the skill, come and take it."
Sheng Wulian had no patience for further words.
As Li Weiyi emerged from the Formation's barrier, his voice grew increasingly resonant with each syllable.
His feet skimmed the air a meter above the ground, moving as if treading on a bridge of smoke.
His aura and battle intent surged to their peak, blazing with the brilliance of a scorching sun.
His right hand materialized the Primordial Chaos Palm.
Spiritual Qi and scriptures swirled rapidly across the palm's surface, drawing the surrounding air into a vortex that spanned a kilometer.
Compared to its power before he condensed the Immortality Golden Pill, the Primordial Chaos Palm's destructive force had increased severalfold.
The Immortal Realm Giants present, all First Immortal Stage cultivators, were visibly moved by the palm's formidable power.
The Great Elder of the Thundercloud Sect, in particular, was secretly shocked by the terrifying strength of the Ancient Sect's True Disciple, admitting to himself that blocking such a strike would be no easy feat.
As the palm struck, the heavens and earth reverberated with thunderous roars and earth-shattering tremors.
As Li Weiyi retrieved the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal, he secretly activated it. His eyes now blazed with sharp light, and his entire demeanor transformed instantly, like a divine sword drawn from its sheath.
He struck with the seal.
"Boom!"
The myriad characters within the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal materialized, unleashing a curtain of lightning to meet Sheng Wulian's earth-shattering palm strike.
Sheng Wulian had anticipated this move.
Even facing a Myriad-Inscriptions Artifact, he showed no fear.
How could a Martial-Mystic Cultivator below the Immortal Realm possibly unleash the full power of such an artifact?
Moreover, the ring on his finger was no ordinary item; it could withstand the seal's power.
The clash of forces was evenly matched.
"His combat prowess has indeed far surpassed his previous level," Li Weiyi thought.
He had never intended to engage Sheng Wulian in a prolonged battle.
With a thought, the Yellow Dragon Sword hummed to life and soared from his Wind Mansion acupoint.
Sheng Wulian reacted even faster. His figure blurred as he teleported above Li Weiyi's head, aiming to seize the Yellow Dragon Sword while simultaneously suppressing Li Weiyi's strange Dragon-Treading Ascension Technique.
Before the battle, Sheng Wulian had meticulously planned his tactics, determined to exploit his advantages to the fullest.
Attack their weaknesses with your strengths.
His physical body and Dao Techniques were his strengths. By leveraging these advantages in close combat, he could overwhelm his opponent with speed, preventing them from continuously activating the Myriad-Inscriptions Artifact or unleashing secret techniques that combined Martial Intent and spiritual energy.
This would allow him to maintain the initiative and secure a swift victory.
Li Weiyi responded instantly, pointing a finger upward.
A beam of finger energy shot skyward, bright as a sword, forcing Sheng Wulian to shift his stance again, abandoning his attempt to seize the Yellow Dragon Sword and instead kicking at Li Weiyi's face.
"Whoosh!"
Li Weiyi neither dodged nor blocked.
The Heavenly Sword Talisman flew from between his eyebrows.
Sheng Wulian's brow furrowed.
He recognized the talisman's power - Si Wuyan had nearly lost his life to it.
He suddenly understood why Li Weiyi had emphasized earlier that he was a Psychic Master and would use Psychic Techniques.
Sheng Wulian feared not even the Martial-Mystic Cultivators of the Immortal Realm, let alone a mere talisman.
His movements were as elusive as phantoms, shifting through the void to evade the Heavenly Sword Talisman's sudden strike, retreating twenty-one meters.
As he landed, he spread his arms wide.
From his Ancestral Field, the Dao Image of the North Sea Life Map erupted, giving Li Weiyi no chance to counterattack.
He unleashed an even more powerful attack.
"Boom!"
Li Weiyi braced himself against the house-sized Purple Heaven Thunder Seal, blocking the North Sea Tide and the scriptures imbued with immense destructive force within it, his body sliding backward.
Sheng Wulian, clutching the scroll, suddenly soared into the air, his sleeves billowing like wings, appearing above the North Sea Tide.
Suddenly, his expression shifted as he noticed six strange insects hovering above Li Weiyi's head.
Li Weiyi looked up, a smile playing on his lips.
With one hand supporting the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal, he formed a sword finger with the other and pointed it at Sheng Wulian.
"Swish!"
The Yellow Dragon Sword, suspended in mid-air, cleaved through the North Sea Tide, transforming into a streak of light as it hurtled toward Sheng Wulian.
Six Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors followed closely behind.
Sheng Wulian was well aware that Li Weiyi had raised seven Strange Insects, but their slow growth rate had led him to dismiss them as a threat, never considering them in his battle calculations.
Now, he instantly realized his miscalculation.
Perhaps this was why his opponent had emphasized being a Psychic Master earlier.
Without time to dwell on it, Sheng Wulian unfurled the scroll in his hand.
The scroll unfurled to reveal a North Sea Map. Fueled by Spiritual Qi, an even more ferocious North Sea Tide cascaded downward, like the East Sea breaching its banks, never to return.
Throughout the Rice Palace's history, countless great figures had depicted their visions of the North Sea.
This particular map was considered one of the finest, crafted by Emperor Ji himself.
Imbued with the Emperor's Dao, it had been forged into a Spiritual Artifact.
Sheng Wulian had gleaned profound insights from this very map, earning him Emperor Ji's favor and the transmission of the Life Scroll of the Primordial Chaos Qi of Life and Death.
"Boom!"
The Yellow Dragon Sword struck the North Sea Map overhead.
An overwhelmingly powerful force erupted from the sword, causing the scroll to tremble violently, nearly plummeting from the sky.
Sheng Wulian was startled, realizing that the Heavenly Sword Talisman he had launched earlier had attached itself to the Yellow Dragon Sword.
The devastating strike just now had been the talisman burning, unleashing its full power - a blow comparable to a punch from a Immortal Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivator.
Li Weiyi, riding a dragon, ascended to the heavens, appearing directly above Sheng Wulian.
Seizing the moment while the scroll trembled violently, he unleashed the Spirit Treasure Seizing Hand.
His palm extended through the air, and over a hundred Seven-Clawed Flame Heavenly Dragons coalesced into a colossal fiery hand, locking onto and enveloping the scroll.
"How dare you!" Sheng Wulian's mental state faltered.
He formed the Ji Emperor's Seal and hurled it through the air, shattering Li Weiyi's fiery hand.
"Boom!"
A fist-shaped imprint suddenly struck from behind.
Caught completely off guard, Sheng Wulian's Protective Dharma Qi was pierced.
Fortunately, his spiritual artifact battle armor absorbed the brunt of the impact, preventing severe injury.
The attacker wasn't using a fist.
It was Seventh Phoenix.
Seventh Phoenix possessed both invisibility and the ability to shrink to the size of dust motes, making them masters of reconnaissance and assassination.
"Boom! Boom!"
Sheng Wulian found himself trapped in a relentless attack by the Seven Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors, unable to escape.
Panic surged through him as he realized Li Weiyi's true trump card lay in these seven strange insects.
A sword beam pierced through the gaps between the seven Strange Insects, moving with lightning speed.
With a thunderous crash, Sheng Wulian was sent flying backward, crashing into the ground and creating a deep crater.
Staggering to his feet, blood gushing from his mouth, he retreated rapidly.
'I can't fight this!'
One against eight?
Even an Immortal Realm Giant would fall.
Elder Qin, the Ancient Hidden Lord, Zhu Wushicheng, Tang Bai, and other Lingxiao Realm powerhouses appeared at the edge of the battlefield, their eyes fixed on Sheng Wulian as they moved in tandem with his retreat, their gazes filled with hostility.
The moment Sheng Wulian unleashed his Transcendent power, they would strike without hesitation.
Li Weiyi pursued him to the ground, unleashing sword strike after sword strike, each blade's aura resembling a hundred-zhang-long river of light.
Sheng Wulian endured fourteen strikes, his body now a bloody mess, his fury reaching its peak.
With a primal roar, he abandoned all caution, his sole desire to kill Li Weiyi.
From his Ancestral Field, Transcendent Spiritual Qi and scriptures erupted, unleashing terrifying energy that swept across the battlefield.
Li Weiyi gracefully sheathed his sword, turned, and walked away.
The battle was over.
The outcome had been decided.
"Boom!"
Elder Qin and the Ancient Hidden Lord teleported forward, activating their Spiritual Artifacts to block the surging power.
This wasn't a Transcendent Dao Technique.
The Transcendent Spiritual Qi and scriptures were simply stronger than the power within the Huoxin's Ancestral Field.
In the distance, Yang Shenjing remained as still as an ancient well, his eyelids not even flickering.
As long as Sheng Wulian lived and didn't surrender, he wouldn't intervene.
But witnessing the True Disciple of the Ancient Sect suffer such a crushing defeat - losing both the battle and his dignity, effectively forfeiting his True Disciple Status- Yang Shenjing couldn't help but sneer inwardly.
In Yang Shenjing's eyes, Sheng Wulian's record of nine losses and one victory could have been handled with more grace.
The Jiu Li Divine Hidden One, armed with Sword Dao Talismans and seven Strange Insects, had won, but his victory was far from honorable.
From the start, Sheng Wulian had given the Jiu Li Divine Hidden One the opportunity to use his Strange Insects, completely unaware of his opponent's hidden tactics.
This was the first reason for his crushing defeat.
The second reason was his complete tactical inferiority.
Li Weiyi's feigned attempt to retrieve the scroll had distracted Sheng Wulian, leaving him vulnerable to the Strange Insects' ambush. His Protective Spiritual Qi shattered, and he was quickly surrounded by the seven Strange Insects, unable to break free.
Had he avoided these two critical errors, he could have retreated unscathed, preserving at least a shred of dignity.
Yang Shenjing's sharp eyes turned to Li Weiyi, finally piqued by the rising star whose name he had heard more than once.
Had he possessed Sheng Wulian's experience and power, he likely would have suffered a similar crushing defeat.
Yao Qian stepped beneath the massive boulder: "This boy will become a great threat. We must eliminate him as soon as possible."
"You can no longer kill him," Yang Shenjing replied.
Li Weiyi reached into the void, retrieving the North Sea Map scroll.
He then absorbed the North Sea Tide - formed from Sheng Wulian's Primordial Chaos Life Technique Spiritual Qi and scriptures - into the scroll.
This was Sheng Wulian's Dao!
"Junior, this is not something you can claim!"
The purple-robed woman, seated under the Golden Imperial Umbrella sixty miles away, had been observing the battle.
Her voice boomed across the land, stirring up dust and scattering rocks for miles.
Elder Qin, visibly wary, transmitted telepathically, "That's the Rice Palace's True Disciple Dao. They'll never let you take it. That old hag is formidable - arguably the strongest below the Transcendent realm. She's only holding back due to her status."
Li Weiyi understood the stakes.
He rolled up the scroll and boldly strode toward the Golden Imperial Umbrella.
"Senior, you misunderstand! This scroll, this Dao - I intend to gift it to Hong Ling. By absorbing Sheng Wulian's foundational Dao techniques, she can forge the destiny of a Young Heavenly Emperor. This is a promise I made to her, and a man's word is worth a thousand pieces of gold."
"The Rice Palace's True Disciple should have been passed on long ago."
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END OF CHAPTER
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