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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 6: [Battle for the True Inheritance]
Chapter 32 (573): [Half a Year Later]
(32nd of Volume 6)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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A thousand years ago, Ye Prefecture (Yezhou) was a dangerous frontier region bordering the Netherworld, a barbaric and terrifying domain inhabited by half-human, half-ghost creatures.
Located forty to fifty thousand miles from the present-day Lingxiao Life Realm, it was a dark and desolate land teeming with Dead Spirits and devoid of living beings.
Ye Prefecture was named Yezhou because it was close to the Ancient Ye City.
This "(Close) Proximity" doesn't mean immediate adjacency, but rather a straight-line distance of less than ten thousand miles.
Throughout history, the souls of those who died unjustly have been drawn to the Ancient Ye City's power, converging in this region.
To this day, this Netherworld area remains a gathering place for the unjustly deceased, vengeful spirits, and resentful souls.
The Seventh Phoenix returned, landing near Li Weiyi's ear to report, "I've scouted the surrounding two hundred miles. There are nothing unusual."
"Good!"
Li Weiyi drew the Yellow Dragon Sword, his gaze fixed on the approaching column of Dead Spirits.
His figure vanished like azure mist.
Moments later, a hundred-zhang-long arc of yellow dragon sword qi materialized in mid-air, spreading across the ground like a crescent moon.
It surged into the ranks of Dead Spirits, reaping them mercilessly.
"Pfft!"
"Screech... Ah... Enemy attack..."
With just a single sword strike, the entire Dead Spirit army was sent flying.
Like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
The Corpse Spirits were cleaved in two at the waist.
Sword qi surged into their bodies, causing them to crackle and burn, transforming into black sand.
Ghost Spirits and some strange and ferocious Fallen Spirit fiends either exploded outright or became burning fireballs.
Only a handful of powerful Fallen Spirit Commanders managed to survive, fleeing swiftly into the distance.
Li Weiyi materialized from his concealment, appearing like a ghostly white figure above the carriage.
He slashed downward with his sword.
Inside the black carriage below, Marquis Mingchuan's humanoid corpse, enveloped in a wisp of black yin wind, shot out like an arrow.
"Boom!"
The carriage shattered into pieces, scattering debris everywhere.
A long, sword qi-carved trench appeared on the ground.
Marquis Mingchuan was one of the Corpse Marquises under the Vengeful Ghost, one of the Five Great Ghost Kings of the Seven Grievances Plain.
Li Weiyi had been targeting him for some time.
Li Weiyi knew that operating deep within the Netherworld required ending battles swiftly.
Alerting the Ghost Lords of Ancient Ye City or Old Yezhou Prefecture City would bring immense trouble.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Li Weiyi formed a hand seal, activating the seventy-two Thunder Annihilation Formations.
"Boom!"
Seventy-two pillars of lightning enveloped an area spanning several miles, transforming the ground into a sea of electricity.
Barriers materialized around the perimeter, trapping Marquis Mingchuan as he attempted to flee.
The Cave Void (Dongxu) Camp's Seven Vengeful Marquis Record clearly documented Marquis Mingchuan's history.
'Marquis Mingchuan was ennobled fifteen years ago, his cultivation realm at the First Stage of the Immortal Realm.'
The Cave Void (Dongxu) Camp's intelligence records were completely updated every five years.
"It's you again! You Sentinel Spirit, your audacity knows no bounds! In the past few months, you've already killed three Marquis-level powerhouses and over a hundred Fallen Spirit Commanders. How dare you show your face?"
Marquis Mingchuan spat out a rust-covered Ancient Mace, meeting Li Weiyi's descending Battle Sword.
The yellow light erupting from the sword seared his eyes.
"Clang!"
Li Weiyi's immense strength swung the sword with mountain-splitting force.
The Ancient Mace trembled violently, instantly sending Marquis Mingchuan flying backward, his body slamming into the Thunder Annihilation Formation.
"Are you still hiding? If you don't act now, this Marquis will die at his hands!" Marquis Mingchuan roared.
Li Weiyi's expression shifted slightly as he felt the ground tremble and undulate.
He immediately retrieved the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal, gripping it in his left hand and activating it.
Without slowing his pace, he charged toward Marquis Mingchuan once more.
"Whoosh!"
A Turtle-Backed Silver-Crowned Ghost Marquis erupted from the earth, its pitch-black body revealing only a pair of crimson eyes and the silver crown atop its head.
Its Vital Energy surged with a density far surpassing that of Marquis Mingchuan, clearly beyond the capabilities of a First Stage Immortal Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivator.
Yet, the moment it emerged from the ground, Li Weiyi hurled the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal, sending the creature flying backward.
"Sizzle!"
The Purple Heaven Thunder Seal unleashed a fraction of its Myriad-Inscriptions Artifact's true power, manifesting tens of thousands of scriptures intertwined with thunder and lightning.
Given thunder and lightning's inherent suppression of yin and baleful energy, this strike instantly wounded the Turtle-Backed Silver-Crowned Ghost Marquis.
It crashed down dozens of meters away, its body crackling with lightning and emitting the sounds of refinement and burning.
Fortunately, the silver crown atop its head was a defensive treasure, absorbing much of the Thunder Seal's force.
Otherwise, the creature would have been critically injured in a single exchange.
"A Myriad-Inscriptions Artifact... You actually possess a Myriad-Inscriptions Artifact..." The Turtle-Backed Silver-Crowned Ghost Marquis rasped, its voice hoarse and grating.
"Pfft!"
On the other side, Marquis Mingchuan withstood three strikes from Li Weiyi's sword, but with no room to retreat, his abdomen was cleaved open, and he staggered backward.
His Corpse Roar was agonizing, his cries piercingly shrill.
The wound burned where the Yellow Dragon Sword had struck.
Green karmic fire erupted from the gash in Marquis Mingchuan's abdomen, along with his Corpse Core as Li Weiyi drew both into his crimson gourd.
Having secured the karmic fire, Li Weiyi showed no desire to linger.
He retracted the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal and prepared to depart.
"Boom!"
A second Silver-Crowned Ghost Marquis shattered the seventy-two layers of the Thunder Annihilation Formation with a single punch from outside.
Accompanied by howling winds and icy blade-like shards, it intercepted Li Weiyi's escape.
The towering Ghost Marquis stood ten meters tall, its spectral form solid and tangible, its flesh and skin as hard as lead and iron.
Its fist was adorned with a corrosive artifact, radiating a potent corrosive energy.
Li Weiyi's gaze sharpened.
Within his Divine Pivot, liquid qi surged through his one hundred and twenty Meridian Veins, channeling all his power into his left arm.
He unleashed a palm strike that collided with the Silver-Crowned Ghost Marquis's fist.
As his palm struck, a golden Divine Seal materialized behind him, vast as a palace hall.
The shockwave caused silver light to erupt from the Ghost Marquis's crown, transforming into a shimmering silver cloud to defend against the blow.
"Boom!"
Both man and ghost were hurled backward simultaneously.
"Whoosh!"
Wounded by the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal, the Turtle-Backed Ghost Marquis transformed into a mass of Ghost Qi and slammed into Li Weiyi's back, seizing the opportunity to launch a sneak attack that demonstrated combat intelligence rivaling any human's.
Li Weiyi moved with uncanny agility, his feet treading empty air as he spiraled and weaved through the void to evade the strike.
"Boom!"
The Ghost Qi collided with a hundred-meter-tall hill, shattering the entire structure and sending white bones scattering across the sky.
The swirling cloud of Ghost Qi arced through the air and surged toward him again.
Meanwhile, the three-zhang-tall Ghost Marquis, its Silver Crown radiating strange scriptures, enveloped Li Weiyi in a suffocating aura.
From its maw spewed a ten-li-long river of Gray Mist, within which countless hair-thin strands of black silk writhed like living tendrils.
The river coiled and surged with overwhelming force.
Reluctant to be entangled, Li Weiyi retrieved a Divine Swiftness Talisman and pressed it against his chest.
Enveloped in Talisman Light, he shot through the Ghost Marquises' encirclement like a meteor.
Forged by a Holy Spiritual Master at the Holy Spirit Cultivation Realm, the Divine Swiftness Talisman propelled him beyond the speed of sound, creating a thunderous sonic boom.
He scaled mountains, traversed valleys, and skimmed across the surface of a hundred-zhang-wide Corpse River in an instant.
Sensing the looming danger behind him, he saw the ten-li-long river of Gray Mist and black silk descending from all directions, blotting out the sky and earth.
Meanwhile, the Turtle-Backed Silver-Crowned Ghost Marquis, employing a Dao Technique similar to the Wind Crossing Secret Technique, leaped across the Corpse River.
Emerging from the Gray Mist, it extended a massive Ghost Fire claw, its scales gleaming golden.
Li Weiyi landed on the opposite bank and whirled around.
He clasped his hands together in a gesture like an old monk's bow.
"Roar!"
A ten-meter-tall Vajra's Wrathful Gaze, wreathed in flames, rose behind him, emitting a thunderous Buddhist chant.
The colossal fiery figure illuminated both banks of the Corpse River with its overwhelming Vital Energy, shattering the Ghost Fire claw with a single palm strike.
From within the Gray Mist, the Turtle-Backed Ghost Marquis let out a pained shriek and plunged into the Corpse River with a splash.
The Silver Crown atop its head was dislodged, soaring into the air.
Over the past period, Li Weiyi had been diligently gathering karmic fire and cultivating the fourth layer of the Sixfold Samsara Burning Karma Technique, Vajra's Wrathful Gaze, and has now achieved minor success.
The force of his palm strike cleaved the ten-kilometer-long Gray Mist River in two, causing all the black threads to lose their power and collapse.
"Whoosh!"
With a telekinetic gesture, Li Weiyi used his Spiritual Qi to retrieve the Silver Crown before it could fall into the Corpse River.
Enveloped in Talisman Light, he swiftly retreated.
"Awoo!"
The ten-meter-tall Silver-Crowned Ghost Marquis reached the Corpse River's edge and roared furiously, shaking the river's surface.
It watched helplessly as the firefly-like Talisman Light trails vanished into the mountains.
It wasn't that pursuit was impossible; Li Weiyi hadn't yet escaped the range of its soul's thoughts.
But the methods the enemy cultivated completely countered them - from the yellow sword and lightning seals to fire-based Dao Techniques.
What was the point of pursuing?
The Turtle-Backed Silver-Crowned Ghost Marquis crawled out of the Corpse River onto the bank.
"How utterly audacious! These human Sentinel Spirits have grown far too arrogant. We of the Cave Void (Dongxu) Ghost City are the true masters of this vast territory. They are merely livestock, bred to provide us with food and soldiers. Their so-called Living Realm is nothing more than a place where we keep them."
Once the probing soul's thoughts vanished, Li Weiyi shattered his Divine Swiftness Talisman, suppressed his Vital Energy, and vanished into the darkness, heading toward the Ye City Outpost, thousands of miles away.
"Sizzle!"
He used Spiritual Light Flame infused with S
Heavenly Fire to refine the Yin Qi in the silver crown he held.
"This crown is exquisitely crafted. The scriptures inscribed on it don't resemble the work of Human Clan weapon refiners."
Li Weiyi sensed that the two Silver-Crowned Ghost Marquises were no ordinary foes.
He realized that his three recent hunting expeditions had already drawn the attention of the Dead Spirits in Old Yezhou Prefecture City.
"It seems I can't collect karmic fire for a while."
The Ye City Outpost wasn't located in the ancient Ye City, of course, but atop a majestic mountain range over a thousand miles away.
The mountain range stretched like a winding dragon along the edge of the Seven Grievances (Vengeful) Plain.
Even at the peak of their power, the Thundercloud Sect and Zen Hai Guanwu had been unable to push the boundary of the Living Realm beyond this natural barrier.
At the summit, perpetual glaciers and layers of snow several feet deep defied the ages.
The icy wind cut like a blade, freezing droplets mid-air.
Ordinary Martial-Mystic Cultivators could not survive here.
This was Li Weiyi's third month guarding the outpost.
Reaching the edge of the outpost, Li Weiyi blew his Spirit Whistle, emitting a unique rhythmic pattern.
The whistle's tone blended with the wind's howl, a sound only the specially trained Sentinel Spirit Army could discern.
"Whoosh!"
The Formations opened.
Tu Miangou, short and stout, emerged to greet him, his round face beaming.
"Brother Jingzhe, did you encounter any trouble on your patrol?"
Despite his advanced cultivation, which should have rendered him impervious to the wind and snow, he was bundled in thick layers, resembling a spherical ball.
"Just a minor incident," Li Weiyi replied, striding through the Formation toward the outpost.
Tu Miangou's expression darkened, and he hurried after him.
The Ye City Outpost was carved deep within a thick glacier.
Beneath the copper cauldron at the cave's entrance, a fire burned, refining pills.
Xu Daoqing, a young Daoist from the Shaoyang Guard with Third Stage of Immortal Realm cultivation and hailing from the Calamity Crossing Temple, sat cross-legged beneath the cauldron, refining the Dragon Soul Origin Light.
The dragon's roar echoed intermittently from within his body.
Seeing Li Weiyi return, he opened his eyes.
"Where's Liu Ye?" Li Weiyi asked.
"He's patrolling Ye City," Tu Miangou replied, "What happened?"
The Shaoyang Division's twelve Holy Guards were divided into three groups of four, each stationed at an outpost.
Each outpost was assigned a Holy Spiritual Master.
Tu Miangou was a newly recruited "Qingming" by Tang Wanzhou.
Despite his chubby appearance, he was actually one of the Sentinel Spirit Army's top experts, his combat prowess rivaling Chi Haohan's.
Li Weiyi produced the Silver Crown.
"You two are both Top-Tier powerhouses with over sixty years of cultivation experience. Can you recognize what this is?"
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