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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 6: [Battle for the True Inheritance]
Chapter 42 (583): [Dusk of the Rooster]
(42nd of Volume 6)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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"Luo Pingdan!"
Li Weiyi's eyes narrowed, his emotions churning like a tempestuous sea.
Two months had indeed passed in the Nether Domain of Fan Ye Valley, but only six days had elapsed in the outside world.
How vast was the Void Ruins Ancient Kingdom? How could the Tai Yin Sect have found them in such a short span of time?
Li Weiyi retreated two steps, intending to immediately return to Fan Ye Valley, when he sensed a graceful, azure figure breaching the formation Luo Pingdan had established in the area.
Moments later, Qing Zijin, enveloped in Sun Sacred Radiance, swooped down and appeared before him.
"What are you doing here?" Li Weiyi demanded.
Qing Zijin's gaze fixed on the rooster and Luo Pingdan across the river.
She immediately activated the defensive power of her white-robed Spiritual Master Guard armor and transmitted telepathically, "Nangong told me Mo Duanfeng wasn't scouting the Tai Yin Sect's movements. He was deliberately leading them to the Nether Domain of Fan Ye Valley. She said my cultivation was too weak and ordered me to leave immediately, warning me not to participate in the upcoming battle. When I couldn't find you in the valley, the Holy Commander informed me you had already departed."
"What?"
Li Weiyi's anger flared instantly, surpassing even his fury at Luo Pingdan.
"He still hasn't given up? Is he planning to use the Shaoyang Division as bait?"
Tang Wanzhou couldn't possibly know about this scheme; otherwise, she would never have allowed it.
Who would believe they'd dare make such a reckless decision?
This wasn't just disrespecting the Shaoyang Division; it was outright murder.
Qing Zijin explained, "Mo Duanfeng and Bai Chuan devised this plan in secret. One would lure the enemy, while the other would stay behind to set up the formation. Bai Chuan told Nangong that Fan Ye Valley was easy to defend but difficult to attack, thanks to the Formation left by an Ancient Members of the Sentinel Spirit Army. Combined with the grand Formation he brought from his clan, any Tai Yin Sect forces that entered the valley would be annihilated."
"They claimed that to lure the enemy, the Shaoyang Division had to genuinely be in the valley. If we were informed, they argued, we'd all be cowards who would refuse, thus missing a crucial opportunity."
Li Weiyi asked grimly, "Did you tell the Holy Commander?"
Qing Zijin hesitated before nodding.
"Nangong forbade me from telling anyone else, fearing that if the plan failed, Mo Duanfeng and Bai Chuan would retaliate. She said human hearts are unpredictable. She told me to leave alone, but said I could bring you along."
"But this matter is of grave importance. I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. Mo Duanfeng and Bai Chuan dared to devise this plan because they believed the enemy was unaware of their existence. What if the enemy did know? What if they were fully prepared? That's why I told the Holy Commander. By the time I left Fan Ye Valley, the Holy Commander had already charged into the valley, their fury blazing like wildfire."
"Clang! Clang!"
Across the river, Luo Pingdan grew impatient, shaking the copper bells on his Spiritual Staff to remind them, "Gentlemen, could you please face me and show some respect to this envoy? How much longer must you whisper in private?"
"Shut up," Li Weiyi snapped.
"Mo Duanfeng and Bai Chuan have trump cards; they have no reason to fear for their lives even if they fail. They're even arrogant enough to believe they can lead the Shaoyang Division to safety even in defeat, convinced they're in the right. Is he... Luo Pingdan, the rooster crowing at dawn?"
Qing Zijin glanced at Luo Pingdan, a wave of anxiety washing over her.
"How could the Tai Yin Sect have arrived so quickly?"
"If the Tai Yin Sect hadn't already arrived, leaving us no escape but to face them together, Bai Chuan would never have revealed his hand to Nangong and asked her to reinforce the Formation. Now, the Holy Commander likely has no choice but to swallow their anger and unite against the enemy for now."
"Nangong likely meant well, but she probably didn't realize the enemy was already at our doorstep."
Li Weiyi gazed across the river.
There, Luo Pingdan, his face twisted with rage after being rebuked, unleashed a blazing flame from his brow.
The fire coalesced into one hundred and eight armored knights, each wreathed in flames and wielding a blade.
With murderous intent, they charged across the river, their swords slashing toward Li Weiyi and his companion.
'How dare these two First Realm juniors underestimate my Second Realm cultivation? This is utterly outrageous!'
"Aow!"
A searing heatwave crashed over them like a tidal wave of fire.
Luo Pingdan's cultivation had advanced significantly since their encounter over a year ago.
Li Weiyi extended his hand, summoning a swirling vortex of four-colored flames in his palm.
With a sweeping motion, he unleashed the vortex.
"Swish! Swish!"
The fiery vortex transformed into a dense barrage of Fusang Divine Tree leaves, each leaf a razor-sharp blade of flame.
The leaves shredded the charging knights, scattering their flaming bodies into the wind with agonized screams.
Undaunted, the Fusang leaves continued their trajectory, spinning across the river like slender, lethal blades of fire, hurtling straight toward Luo Pingdan.
Luo Pingdan's expression twisted in alarm as he sensed the danger.
'This Li Weiyi is truly extraordinary,' he realized, 'Over a year ago, in the Nether Realm of the Dead, he could only flee in terror when facing me.'
With a simple application of Lingguang, Li Weiyi had effortlessly shattered Luo Pingdan's fully charged Psychic Technique attack.
'Could his Psychic Power cultivation truly surpass mine?'
"Boom!"
Luo Pingdan immediately plunged his Scarlet Copper Staff, shaped like a tree branch, deep into the ground, channeling Spiritual Light through it.
Dozens of Formation Plates erupted from the staff, shielding him and the rooster from the Fusang Divine Tree's razor-sharp leaves.
The leaves slammed into the plates, causing them to tremble violently and forcing Luo Pingdan to retreat repeatedly.
"Whoosh!"
Li Weiyi summoned the Myriad Manifestations Staff-Spear, unleashing a blinding beam of light that pierced the sky, shattering Luo Pingdan's Formation.
This allowed him to transmit a message back to Fan Ye Valley.
But as he shattered the Formation, Li Weiyi clearly saw that Fan Ye Valley was already shrouded in dark clouds. Within the gloom, the faint glow of Spiritual Artifacts and Formations flickered ominously.
'This is a chain reaction.' The moment the battle erupted here, they launched their attack there.
It was clear the Tai Yin Sect's hidden commander was no arrogant fool like Mo Duanfeng or Bai Chuan, who would give the Shaoyang Division time to react.
"Release the battle corpses! Stay vigilant - there's still someone hiding in the shadows!"
With these words, Li Weiyi unleashed his full speed, instantly crossing the river.
Spiritual Light surged ceaselessly from between Li Weiyi's brows as he swung his spear downward.
Luo Pingdan never imagined Li Weiyi could move with such blinding speed. His hair stood on end in terror, leaving him no time to react.
"Boom! Boom..."
Five Formation Plates shattered before him, dissolving into motes of light.
The spear's tip missed him, merely grazing his chest, but the residual force sent him flying backward.
Before he could regain his footing, Li Weiyi's second spear thrust was already upon him.
Luo Pingdan's heart pounded in his chest as he desperately activated his Formation, defensive talismans, and the spiritual artifact battle armor he wore.
The bell on his armor chimed incessantly, releasing the Undead army from his Boundary Pouch.
"Boom!"
"Pfft!"
With overwhelming force, Li Weiyi pierced through all of Luo Pingdan's defenses.
Countless Undead were blasted into wisps of smoke by the Spiritual Light, their souls scattered.
The spear pierced through Luo Pingdan's Thousand-Inscriptions Artifact Battle Armor, its tip sinking into his chest.
The giant rooster tried to intervene, but the Spiritual Light radiating from Li Weiyi sent its feathers scattering across the ground.
Luo Pingdan never imagined his opponent could be so powerful that he couldn't even withstand three exchanges.
"Whoosh!"
The ground beneath Li Weiyi's feet suddenly softened, and a spiraling, pulling force dragged him downward, as if countless vines were coiling around his body, pulling him into the earth.
Blood streamed from Luo Pingdan's chest as he watched the ground return to normal.
He exhaled deeply, "If you'd been a moment later, I'd be dead. How could he become this strong in just a year?"
"Perhaps you underestimated him?" a voice echoed from the water.
The surrounding landscape transformed.
A burning crimson sun rose above the thirty-zhang-wide river, its fiery glow illuminating the scene.
The blood sun, as massive as a mountain, pulsed with world-shattering energy.
Qing Zijin stood on the opposite bank, surrounded by thirteen Puppet War Corpses.
Holding the Soul-Shaking Bell, her gaze remained calm as she murmured, "Long River Blood Sun, Earth Dragon's Turn. Youshi, Huanghun."
Huanghun emerged from the water - a middle-aged man with a wisp of white hair and a neatly trimmed beard.
He carried a staff in one hand and a cane in the other.
'Long River Blood Sun referred to his mastery of Formations.
Earth Dragon's Turn described his cultivated Dao Technique.
He had reached the Third Realm in both the Martial-Mystic Path and Psychic Power.
Huanghun's gaze was melancholy, as if his eyes could never fully open.
"Li Weiyi has already been suppressed beneath the earth. He'll be dead within ten breaths. Little girl, aren't you afraid at all? If I'm not mistaken, you must be Qing Zijin, the Deputy Valiant Guard of the Spiritual Master Guard, correct?"
Luo Pingdan stopped the bleeding from his chest and gradually regained his composure.
"Haha, after seeing your portrait, Mao Envoy gave you nicknames like 'Big-Chested Jin' or 'Big-Hearted Jin' - something like that. Anyway, he's very interested in you and insists on capturing you alive. If he knew you were here, he'd be kicking himself!"
"Gurgle, gurgle."
The river water began to boil, then collapsed inward.
"Boom!"
Li Weiyi shot upward from the collapsing area like a beam of light.
"Swish, swish!"
Heavenly Sword Talismans erupted from the space between his eyebrows, transforming into a river of talismans that surged toward Huanghun.
"Heavenly Sword Talismans? Impossible! How could he have forged so many? The materials alone would cost tens of millions, even hundreds of millions of Yongquan Coins!"
Huanghun's eyes narrowed sharply, his pupils contracting as he recognized the lethal threat posed by each talisman sword.
At a glance, at least sixty or seventy talismans were already in flight.
Sword qi enveloped the heavens and earth, its murderous intent boundless, like a swarm of Immortal Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivators charging into battle with their swords.
Even Huanghun, with his formidable cultivation, dared not face the onslaught directly.
He immediately fled, soaring toward the mountain-sized, suspended Blood Sun, activating a Formation to defend against Li Weiyi's relentless attack.
Qing Zijin hadn't anticipated that Li Weiyi's talismans would be so potent, let alone so numerous.
'Just how much power is this guy hiding? A Third Realm dual-cultivator of Martial-Mystic Path and Psychic Power, a true powerhouse, has been forced into a defensive posture by him.'
She manipulated six Great Immortal Battle Corpses, transforming them into six afterimages that hurtled toward Huanghun, once again leaving Luo Pingdan sidelined.
"You people have no respect! Li Weiyi is strong, I'll admit it - he's always been considered an anomaly. But are you strong too?"
Luo Pingdan couldn't gauge the true strength of the Puppet War Corpses, but as a Holy Spiritual Master specializing in corpse refinement, he had a rough estimate.
The moment Qing Zijin deployed the six Great Immortal Battle Corpses, he crossed the river, pointed his staff, and attacked the First Realm Holy Spiritual Master he considered the weakest member of the Shaoyang Guard.
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END OF CHAPTER
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