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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 5: [Seeking Immortality in the Eastern Sea]
Volume 5 (Pinyin): [Dong Hai xun xian]
Chapter 99 (536): [Twin Dragons Emerges from the Sea, Netherworld White Bones]
(99th of Volume 5)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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An Xianjing's cultivation had long since reached the Seventh Realm.
After mastering the "Illusory Bubble" technique at the Twin Rice Sect's Main Hall, she stood only a hair's breadth away from becoming a Transcendent.
Had her soul spirit, mental faculties, and comprehension not been damaged by soul-searching techniques, she might already have attained the Other Shore Realm.
Li Weiyi didn't know the exact level or mysteries of the Seventh Realm.
However, with this level of cultivation, An Xianjing could sit sixty miles away and create an invisible barrier that left the Hidden Lord, a cultivator of the Immortal Realm, with no escape.
Even the Myriad Miles Divine Swift Talisman proved useless.
This alone demonstrated the extent of her power.
With such cultivation methods, the Demon Beasts lurking beneath the sea couldn't even approach this area, eliminating any risk of their secrets being exposed.
"Splash!"
Li Weiyi leaped down and rejoined the Hidden Lord.
The Hidden Lord, highly skilled in the Talisman Dao, activated a mist talisman, shrouding the entire sea in a dense white fog.
The swirling, ethereal mist trapped the two Great Immortal Realm powerhouses, Yao Qian and Yang Yin.
The fog within the talisman was harvested from Burial Immortal Town, making it several times denser than ordinary mist.
It not only blocked vision but also dulled hearing, smell, perception, and willpower.
The Hidden Lord sensed every move of his two great enemies within the fog.
As the mist and runes were continuously dispersed by their attacks, his brow furrowed deeply.
"How is it going?" he asked.
"The Chief has already severely wounded him."
Li Weiyi ultimately decided to protect An Xianjing with a lie, simultaneously safeguarding the Hidden Lord.
An Xianjing was no mere Buddhist cultivator; she possessed both the compassion of a Bodhisattva and the ruthless methods of a Cultivator.
She certainly wouldn't treat everyone with the same courtesy and trust she showed Li Weiyi.
The Hidden Lord knew too much, and she might silence him permanently.
The Hidden Lord, wearing a metal mask, revealed a flicker of joy in his eyes beneath it.
"So the Chief is traveling with you? You should have said so earlier! I've been worried sick. Where is the Chief now?"
"The Great Immortal cultivator from the Rice Palace was formidable," Li Weiyi replied.
"After being wounded, he escaped using a secret technique. The Chief has already pursued him to eliminate the threat completely."
The Hidden Lord trusted Li Weiyi implicitly, never doubting his words.
Yet something felt off about the situation: "If the Chief is with you, why did you waste a Myriad Miles Divine Swift Talisman earlier? And why are you calling him 'Chief'? Shouldn't you address him as 'Master'? Also..."
Li Weiyi summoned the Myriad Manifestations Staff-Spear, holding it upright like a towering peak.
"Lao Li, why are you always so fussy? With such a formidable enemy at hand, do you really think I'd betray you? Master has already ordered us to eliminate Yao Qian and Yang Yin, those two great enemies of the Jiu Li Clan, and sever Yang Shenjing's arms, crippling him completely. If either of them escapes, you'll kneel in the ancestral hall on Ancestral Mountain for three years. Master was utterly serious when she said that."
Hidden Lord was Master Coffin's seventh-generation descendant, his most direct lineage.
Master Coffin had ordered him to kneel in the ancestral hall.
Whether judged by cultivation level or seniority, any protest from Hidden Lord would add another three years to his punishment.
Hidden Lord sensed Li Weiyi was concealing something, but now wasn't the time to pry.
He said solemnly, "If that Great Immortal has already escaped, then today, This Sovereign will settle both old scores and new grudges with Yao Yang."
"Three years ago, Yao Qian escaped my grasp, carrying a life-saving talisman bestowed by the Second Palace Master."
"For three years, I've been preparing talismans and Formations to kill Yao Qian. I won't give him another chance to escape."
Li Weiyi, sword in his right hand and spear in his left, tossed out a curt, "Yao Qian is mine," and charged into the mist.
"Don't underestimate him. Immortal Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivators aren't as simple as you think. Be careful... Ah, young people, so eager to show off..."
Hidden Lord knew Li Weiyi's true strength.
He was far from the Immortal Realm, attempting to defy the odds and strike upward against a superior foe.
If he actually defeated Yao Qian, it would be a truly terrifying feat.
Even a True Disciple of the Ancient Sect at the peak of the Ninth Heaven or Half-Step Immortal would immediately flee upon encountering a Immortal Realm powerhouse like Yao Qian.
Sheng Wulian and Si Wuyan, having failed to cultivate a Immortal Body, still fell short of true True Disciples.
In Hidden Lord's eyes, Tang Wanzhou from a few years ago was the true embodiment of what a True Disciple in the Dao Seed Realm should be.
"With the Dragon Soul within the Governor's Robe, the combined might of man and dragon should be able to match Yao Qian. If he can keep Yao Qian occupied while I deal with Yang Yin, victory will be assured."
Having finalized his strategy, Hidden Lord felt his blood boil with anticipation.
He had been planning this battle for at least a decade, and the opportunity had finally arrived.
"The key to victory lies with me. I must end this swiftly."
Hidden Lord spread his arms wide, channeling a torrent of Spiritual Qi into the Governor's Robe.
Instantly, a Dragon Soul erupted from the embroidered patch on the robe's chest, unleashing a colossal wave that surged toward Yang Yin.
Even with his cultivation at the First Realm of the Immortal Realm, he could only awaken a fraction of the Dragon Soul within the robe for his use.
Meanwhile, Li Weiyi had already flown several miles away.
The Yellow Dragon Sword in his hand blazed with radiant light as nine ancient characters materialized, crackling with thunder and lightning.
His Sword Intent stirred the waters beneath him, transforming them into a towering, hundred-meter-high tidal wave.
The sheer force of his aura sent shivers down the spines of Yao Qian and Yang Yin, even two miles away.
"The Wind Mansion breaks through to Immortal Realm?" Yang Yin asked.
"Not necessarily Immortal Realm," Yao Qian replied.
Yao Qian had been observing Li Weiyi since the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival, gaining a deep understanding of his extraordinary talent.
Such innate gifts, combined with his engagement to the Heaven's Chosen Daughter of the Ancient Myriad Sects and his extraordinary connection to the Grand Palace Mansion, made him the envy of every Martial-Mystic Cultivator in the world.
Yao Qian had repeatedly attempted to eliminate Li Weiyi, but each attempt ended in failure, forcing him to watch helplessly as Li Weiyi rose like a comet.
Their previous sword clash had shattered Yao Qian's psychological advantage.
The fates of Yu Zi, Xie Chucai, Si Wuyan, and others flashed through his mind.
Banishing these distracting thoughts, Yao Qian's eyes blazed with cold light as he gripped his sword hilt tightly and unleashed a horizontal slash.
"Whoosh!"
The sword qi stretched a thousand feet, as bright as the full moon.
Li Weiyi met his gaze and retaliated with a fierce downward strike, unleashing the full power of his Immortal Body and Ninth Heaven Martial-Mystic Dao cultivation.
Within his veins, Blood Qi surged like a raging torrent, coursing through his entire body.
As the sword light slashed through the air, a Dragon Shadow and Thunder and Lightning accompanied it, shattering the thousand-foot sword radiance.
The razor-sharp sword qi, undiminished in momentum, reached Yao Qian, only to be blocked by his Protective Spiritual Qi and the Immortal Scripture.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
....
Yao Qian's battle intent surged.
He strode forward, unleashing a second sword strike, then a third... By the fifth strike, the two of them clashed at close quarters, their blades meeting with full force.
A massive wave of energy erupted outward, martial qi swirling like mist and distorting the very air.
Almost simultaneously, the Dragon Soul erupted from Li Weiyi's chest, while Yao Qian's Ancestral Field unleashed forty thousand Immortal Scripture characters, coalescing into a Scripture River that collided with the Dragon Soul.
Each Immortal Scripture character contained profound power, akin to forty thousand talismans converging into an overwhelmingly potent force.
Among them were Immortal Dao Scripture characters, their power radiating with even greater intensity, shimmering like starlight.
However, Yao Qian had not cultivated the Dragon Seed Dao and possessed relatively few of these.
"Boom!"
The Dragon Soul and the Scripture River collided, sending both warriors hurtling backward, each leaving a deep trench in the sea behind them.
Before Li Weiyi could regain his footing, Yang Yin executed a Body Technique, skimming across the water from the right flank.
As the Sui Sect's second strongest warrior after Yang Shenjing, Yang Yin was 117 years old, having reached the Immortal Realm two decades prior.
He appeared to be in his fifties, with a lean face and a long, flowing beard.
With a single thrust of his sword, ten thousand blades materialized and flew forth.
This Sword Technique, honed over decades, unleashed sword forms and sword qi like a torrential downpour, leaving no room for evasion.
Even more terrifying, Yang Yin followed closely behind the swarm of blades, his Double Pupils burning like twin thunderbolts, his sword etched with Scripture characters, poised to strike.
"Roar!"
The Dragon Soul unleashed by the Hidden Lord surged forth from behind Li Weiyi, merging with the Immortal Scripture to obliterate Yang Yin's sword shadows.
With a mighty tail sweep, the Dragon Soul unleashed its thunderous power, sending Yang Yin crashing backward.
Li Weiyi halted a mile away, his toes barely touching the water as he gracefully landed atop the Dragon Soul's head, his gaze fixed on the Scripture River swirling around Yao Qian.
Yao Qian's cultivation speed had far exceeded Li Weiyi's expectations. Judging by the sheer volume of Immortal Scripture he had cultivated, he was already nearing the mid-stage of the First Realm.
How long had it been since Yao Qian's Breakthrough to Immortal Realm?
Clearly, his journey to the East Sea had yielded immense gains, propelling his cultivation forward with astonishing speed.
After their initial clash, Yao Qian and Yang Yin both felt a chill as they stared at the two Dragon Souls facing them.
They realized this wasn't a two-on-two battle, but a two-on-four.
Yang Yin knew Yao Qian had obtained the Dragon Soul Source Light in the East Sea and had been refining and absorbing it ever since, resulting in a massive surge in cultivation.
His combat prowess now rivaled Yang Yin's own mid-stage First Realm strength.
"Are you holding back?" Yang Yin demanded, "Has Li Weiyi truly grown this strong? Even with the Immortal Body, he shouldn't be this powerful."
"Let's kill Li Weiyi first. Don't let the Dragon Soul distract you. Once he's dead, the Dragon Soul will dissipate naturally. We need to defeat them one by one."
Yao Qian's expression turned grave as he fully activated his Spiritual Qi.
Snow began to fall from the sky, condensing out of thin air.
"That won't work! You don't get to dictate how this battle unfolds."
The Hidden Lord's black robes billowed as he held the Bronze Brush in one hand and the Prefectural Governor's Official Seal in the other.
He swooped down onto the head of another Dragon Soul, diving toward Li Weiyi.
"Gentlemen, after decades of animosity, let's settle this with a fair duel today. May fate decide our destinies."
Li Weiyi clashed his sword and staff together, then raised the Myriad Manifestations Staff-Spear above his head.
Instantly, sunlight streamed down from the heavens, drawn down by him like silken threads. It enveloped his body, weaving together with his Psychic Radiance to form a shimmering suit of armor.
Psychic Power and Martial-Mystic Techniques combined, Spiritual Light protecting his body.
Sword and spear struck simultaneously, clashing with Yao Qian's sword shadows in a crackling storm of energy.
The armor around Li Weiyi melted the falling snow, deflecting sword qi, his momentum growing stronger with each strike.
The two figures soared across the sea surface, trading blows amidst the collision of Dragon Souls and Immortal Scripture.
Li Weiyi gradually gained the upper hand, forcing Yao Qian into a steady retreat.
"Netherworld White Bones!"
Yao Qian landed on the sea surface, retreating as icy Qi erupted from his body, freezing the water beneath his feet into solid ice.
Netherworld Qi surged from Yao Qian's Ancestral Field, coalescing into a thirty-foot-tall white bone skeleton, instantly amplifying his combat prowess.
The skeletal behemoth unleashed a punch that sent Li Weiyi, who had been pursuing him, flying over six miles away.
The fist's force, formed from condensed sword qi, lacked the weight of a physical blow.
Instead, it possessed an insidious, penetrating power that bypassed defenses.
"Bang!"
Li Weiyi's Psychic Power armor shattered.
Only the defensive capabilities of his Governor's Robe managed to dissipate the fist's energy, redirecting it into a shockwave that radiated outward.
Netherworld White Bones represented the fourth layer of the Great Technique "Snow Burial Cold Hell."
Yao Qian, with his exceptional comprehension, had cultivated this technique to a minor mastery.
Unleashing it with his Immortal Realm cultivation, its destructive potential was undeniable.
Seeing Li Weiyi withstand the punch, quickly regain his footing without broken bones or blood, Yao Qian realized his Immortal Body had reached its peak.
Abandoning the pursuit, he charged toward the Dragon Soul.
Adapting his Battle Technique to the battlefield's dynamics, Yao Qian demonstrated remarkable combat intelligence.
He understood that while the Governor's Robe was a treasure, activating the Dragon Soul or spatial teleportation consumed vast amounts of Spiritual Qi.
Li Weiyi had already unleashed the Dragon Soul once; this was his second attempt.
Shattering the Dragon Soul, Yao Qian believed, would prevent Li Weiyi from summoning it a third time.
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