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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 4: [Shuangsheng Dao Sect (Twin Rice Sect)]
Chapter 165 (420): [Bloodbath at Qilin Terrace]
(165th of Volume 4)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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The Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain, towering three thousand feet high and spanning three thousand miles wide, stood bathed in a cloudless azure sky.
The Divine Wing Marquis of the Demon Kingdom stood on the ground of Liang Province in the Eastern Territory, his golden eyes piercing the distance as he gazed at the peak of the Immortal Plain, as if peering into the Immortal Realm itself.
Such a magnificent sacred realm, fallen from the Immortal Realm to the mortal world, with its abundance of Immortal Soil and vast expanse, was exceedingly rare in southern Yingzhou.
The Lingxiao Realm, lacking a Martial-Mystic Dao Heavenly Emperor, had occupied such a sacred realm for a thousand years. Its downfall was long overdue.
The Divine Wing Marquis stood in a county seat with a population of several hundred thousand, located 280 miles from the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain.
The Demon Kingdom had seized control of this county months ago, strictly controlling all internal and external communications and concealing it with a Formation.
They had also constructed altars deep beneath the ground, preparing for their attack on the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain.
The Crown Prince of the Demon Kingdom, Yu Daozhen, and Lord Lan, the overlord of the Nether Realm, had dared to venture alone into the Lingxiao Realm because they had already established twenty-eight Blood Sacrifice altars at various points around the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain.
These altars were guarded by powerful figures from the Demon Kingdom and the Nether Realm of the Dead.
The power of a Blood Sacrifice is such that if the person conducting the ritual possesses sufficient Psychic Power, they could even refine an entire Life Realm.
Once the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain undergoes any change and the Formation activates, the twenty-eight altars will immediately begin to operate.
At this moment, in the county seat guarded by the Divine Wing Marquis, hundreds of thousands of human civilians were being herded like livestock by nearly a hundred experts from the Demon Kingdom.
They were forced to jump into the underground cavern, becoming sacrifices, their blood and bones turning into offerings.
It wasn't that they didn't resist.
They simply couldn't.
Each of their opponents was as powerful as a god or demon, while they were merely mortals.
"The battle at the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain has erupted ahead of schedule. It seems the Lingxiao Realm still has its share of prescient individuals. Such a momentous event couldn't possibly unfold silently and smoothly."
The Divine Wing Marquis, clad in heavy armor and with four wings sprouting from his back, stood over twenty feet tall.
His imposing presence enveloped the entire county seat.
Beneath his feet, bloodline-like markings spread out from the altar, rapidly surging towards the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain and other altars.
He intended to use the Blood Sacrifice to corrode the Immortal Plain Grand Formation laid down by Mist Celestial long ago.
Next, the twenty-eight altars connected to form a formation, preparing to Blood Sacrifice all living beings on the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain.
"Huh!"
The Divine Wing Marquis narrowed his eyes, channeling his spiritual power into his pupils, which flashed with golden light.
At the peak of the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain, a tiny crack appeared in the Formation light screen of the Immortal Plain Grand Formation.
From the crack, a figure flew out and plummeted toward the ground.
'How bizarre!'
The Immortal Plain Grand Formation was feared even by Transcendents, making it nearly impossible to enter or exit freely.
How could someone possibly escape at this moment?
More importantly, the figure's aura was weak, nothing like that of a top-tier expert. A true top-tier expert would simply soar into the sky and fly away, not plummet to the ground.
The more unusual the situation, the more imperative it became to capture the figure.
The Divine Wing Marquis had followed the Crown Prince of the Demon Kingdom for two centuries, journeying to various Life Realms and annihilating dozens of sects and clans, both large and small.
On several occasions, due to momentary carelessness, some insignificant sect disciples had used Cosmic Pouches to carry away their Resource Treasuries and ancient scriptures, leaving the Demon Kingdom with meager gains.
He couldn't afford to repeat such a mistake.
Moreover, this is treasure from the Lingxiao Palace in the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain, even Xiaoyao Capital values it greatly. If he could snag a few choice items, he'd be set for life.
With this thought, the Divine Wing Marquis immediately summoned ten of his most trusted Blood Wing Clan elites and ordered them to converge on Li Weiyi's landing spot.
Among the ten were the Divine Wing Marquis's children, clan Elders, and Transcendent Disciples - all brimming with vitality and renowned Bloodwing Clan powerhouses with decades of experience.
Three of them wore Ninth-Grade Hundred-Character Artifact-level Blood Handprint Demonic Armor, signifying their extraordinary status.
The Divine Wing Marquis desperately wanted to go himself, but the Blood Sacrifice was only half complete, and he couldn't leave.
Delaying the ritual would infuriate the Crown Prince, who would make him wish he were dead.
"Luo Tian, ride my Wind-Seeking Beast and go. Do not disappoint me. If you fail to capture that man, you know the consequences," the Divine Wing Marquis commanded the ten Demon Kingdom elites at his feet.
Young Marquis Luo Tian, clad in Blood Handprint Demonic Armor, looked dashing and vigorous.
His Blood Qi surged like a vast ocean within him.
He leaped a hundred meters into the air and landed gracefully on the Wind-Seeking Beast's back.
"Father, rest assured. He won't escape."
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The Qilin Terrace rose eight hundred zhang high, constructed primarily of black stone.
From the foot of the mountain to the summit, each black stone structure served as a crucial foundation for the Great Formations of the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain.
The Third Palace Master had controlled these formations for three thousand years.
The Crown Prince of the Demon Kingdom stood halfway up the mountain at four hundred zhang, pausing to gaze at the sky.
The moment the City-Protecting Formation activated, he knew the Transcendents and Great Powers of the Lingxiao Realm had anticipated their attack and were preparing to strike first.
"This is the wisdom and fighting spirit a Life Realm should possess. Excellent. The Lingxiao Realm hasn't disappointed me too much."
The Crown Prince's eyes remained as calm as still water, his body as straight as a heavenly pillar.
He spread his arms, and four ethereal Immortal gates materialized around him.
Each gate was magnificent and sacred, appearing as real as life itself.
They crushed the formation glyphs and black stone structures around him into dust and rubble.
The four Immortal gates unleashed boundless power.
The Crown Prince, majestic as a celestial god, ascended the mountain with incredible speed, stepping on the formation glyphs as if they were mere weeds.
He said, "Third Palace Master, you've shown impressive skill. You intend to hold me back single-handedly while the Martial Cultivators of the Lingxiao Palace eliminate internal threats within the city, don't you? But haven't you overestimated your own abilities?"
At the summit of the Qilin Terrace, the Third Palace Master frowned deeply. Though she didn't know when Duke Tai Shi had begun his preparations, she knew this battle was now unavoidable.
With a palm strike, she struck the Immortal Soil Divine Tree at the center of the Qilin Terrace Grand Hall, activating the Nine Heavens Beyond the Clouds Grand Formation.
"Qilin Terrace Disciples, take your positions in each hall and operate the formation! Together with this Palace Master, we shall exterminate these demons!"
"Boom!"
The Cloud Mist Formation enveloping the three mountains of the Lingxiao Palace was shattered by a Yellow Mud Colossal Warship.
The mast swayed violently, its thunderous creaks deafening.
The warship was shrouded in thick Ghost Mist and Yin Qi, as massive as Qilin Terrace itself. Its white bone mast radiated Immortal light, casting a vast shadow across the ground.
Officials of Qilin Terrace, caught in the warship's shadow, felt their souls tremble and their bodies grow cold, instinctively wanting to kneel.
"Third Palace Master, it's been a while! Do you recall when you and Yu Yaozi trespassed on my territory, destroying three Ghost Cities and slaying tens of millions of Dead Spirits? Did you ever imagine this day would come?"
Lord Lan, appearing as a young man, stood at the bow of the Yellow Mud Colossal Warship, one hand shielding his eyes, the other conjuring ghostfire to illuminate a Yellow Mud Lamp.
Burning within the lamp was the blood of an Ancient Immortal Giant Beast.
Lord Lan had obtained this lamp from a Fallen Immortal Realm. It was an unfathomable artifact with the power to capture and consume souls.
Defending the Twenty-Eight Provinces of Lingxiao was no easy task.
The Transcendent Humans had been constantly battling the overlords of the surrounding Nether Realms of the Dead, using offense as their defense to maintain a millennium of peace.
For the strong, there is never a time of perfect peace. They always bear responsibilities and burdens, constantly resisting and clearing crises.
Only through such efforts can the younger generation have room to survive and enjoy a time of peace and prosperity.
Survival is the struggle of the older generation against the heavens and earth, and the endless cycle of life for the younger generation.
If either is missing, the Life Realm cannot endure.
The Third Palace Master knew Lord Lan's terrifying power.
He was a Dead Spirit Transcendents who had lived for seven thousand years and ruled a territory in the southeast even vaster than the entire Lingxiao Realm.
Facing the Crown Prince of the Demon Kingdom, she had only felt unprecedented pressure.
But Lord Lan's appearance felt as if the heavens themselves were collapsing, a force she could not possibly withstand. Even if her Eldest Senior Sister regained
consciousness, whether they could handle the situation today remained uncertain.
The Yellow Mud Lamp's eerie, dim glow transformed the early morning into a twilight scene, turning the blue sky into the pitch-black void of the cosmos.
Lord Lan stood like a god in the universe.
The lamp's light pierced the formation barrier, attempting to seize the Third Palace Master's soul spirit.
The gap in cultivation between the Third Palace Master and the two Transcendents was vast.
Only with the aid of the Qilin Terrace's formation could she withstand the Yellow Mud Lamp's power.
However, her control over the Qilin Terrace's formation weakened, allowing the Crown Prince of the Demon Kingdom to ascend the mountain even faster.
The activation speed of the Nine Heavens Beyond the Clouds Grand Formation was also affected, hindered by multiple unknown Transcendents.
"Boom!"
The Yellow Mud Colossal Warship, shrouded in dense, ominous clouds, released Qi comparable to a Supreme Artifact.
For a short time, it could withstand the attacks of Duke Tai Shi's City-Protecting Formation.
A mysterious carriage, enveloped in a sea of scripture, surged into Qilin Terrace, carrying boundless Psychic Power as it ascended the black stone steps.
Wherever the carriage passed, all Qilin Terrace Disciples, Officials, and Spiritual Masters exploded into skeletons.
Her goal was to prevent them from assisting the Third Palace Master and Duke Tai Shi in activating the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain's Formation.
The carriage raced toward the summit, joining forces with the Crown Prince of the Demon Kingdom.
Together, they advanced like a hot knife through butter, aiming to swiftly crush Qilin Terrace and kill the Third Palace Master.
Li Longshu arrived close behind, waving his hand to release Spiritual Qi, cleansing Qilin Terrace once more and leaving behind a mountain of corpses.
He then launched his attack on the summit from a third direction.
Once Qilin Terrace was flattened, half of the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain's Formation would collapse, rendering it far less threatening to them.
Within the Six Thoughts Zen Temple, Zen Master Six Thoughts and twelve hundred monks chanted scriptures and mantras.
Suddenly, at the peak of Phoenix Terrace Mountain, in the City Defense Camp, and at the Formation Nexus, the pupils of several Spiritual Masters turned gray, their minds controlled.
Some began destroying formations, others attacked the Third Palace Master, and still others targeted Tai Shi Qingshi.
Chaos erupted throughout the city, with massacres erupting in every district.
"Hahaha! Don't kill the Third Palace Master yet! Cripple the Spirit Realm and leave it for me!"
The Crimson Phoenix dared not reveal its true form, fearing it would become a living target for the City-Protecting Formation.
Teaming up with the Sacred Dark Family's Transcendents, they carved a path through the three thousand Brocade-Clad Divine Guards guarding the Lingxiao Palace along a hundred-foot-wide district road.
Half of the guards were swallowed whole by the Crimson Phoenix.
The Imperial Court Transcendent, Blood Robe Chief Eunuch Ye Xuanming, was seized by one of the Transcendents by each arm and torn in half.
His internal organs spilled out, and his bones shattered.
The Transcendent's agonizing screams echoed throughout the city, driving countless people to their knees in terror, trembling uncontrollably, and losing control of their bowels.
When the Transcendent's blood hit the ground, it instantly ignited into flames, engulfing an entire city domain in a raging inferno.
Over a hundred thousand people perished in the sea of fire, their screams of agony echoing through the flames.
Only those at the Five Seas Realm managed to escape the inferno.
While dodging attacks from the City-Protecting Formation, the Crimson Phoenix strode forward with purpose, pointing a finger at the sky to unleash an Imperial Technique.
A vast cloud of Southern Brightfire descended, enveloping Qilin Terrace like a celestial conflagration, relentlessly incinerating formation glyphs.
"Whoosh!"
A vast expanse of Earth Spirit Grey Mist rose from a Transcendent Manor within the city.
At the heart of the mist lay a golden Otherworldly Coffin.
The coffin was as massive as a palace, entwined with golden beasts.
As it flew, it shattered the void with sonic booms.
The Otherworldly Coffin transformed into a meteor-like Golden Light, crashing into the City-Protecting Formation in the sky.
Its purpose was to restrain Duke Tai Shi, aiding the other Transcendents in breaching the Lingxiao Palace.
Inside the coffin lay the Forbidden One of Coffin Mountain, also known as "The Reaped," one of the three great victims of the Twin Rice Sect.
Protected by the Otherworldly Coffin, The Reaped was impervious to the formation beams of the City-Protecting Formation.
Duke Tai Shi, forced to divide his attention among various fronts, couldn't single-handedly counter so many Transcendents with his formation.
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