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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 4: [Shuangsheng Dao Sect (Twin Rice Sect)]
Chapter 49 (304): [The Summit of Spirit Ridge (Lingji) Mountain]
(49th of Volume 4)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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No one had expected that after three days of silence, Wang Shu would break through to the Fourth Heaven of the Dao Seed Realm at this moment.
His cultivation had advanced significantly.
Inheritor-level Heavenly Prides in the Third Heaven of the Dao Seed Realm rarely managed to defeat Martial-Mystic Cultivators in the Fourth Heaven.
The presence or absence of a Dao Lotus made a huge difference.
However, once an Inheritor also cultivated a Dao Lotus, their combat prowess would instantly place them among the top-tier experts in the Fourth Heaven.
As their cultivation continued to improve, they could even potentially defeat Martial-Mystic Cultivators in the Fifth Heaven.
Just when the onlookers thought Yang Qingxi's Dao Heart Manifestation would be shattered by Wang Shu's palm strike, leading to her complete suppression...
"Whoosh!"
Dense black mist erupted from Yang Qingxi's body, releasing bone-chilling icy Spiritual Qi.
A formidable Yin Ghost Commander materialized within the mist. Clad in armor and wielding a spear, it had the head of a ram, flaming eyes, and stood forty feet tall, resembling a majestic, towering human mountain.
Its spear, braced like a pillar, clashed with Wang Shu's palm strike.
"Boom!"
The violent impact unleashed a shockwave.
At that moment, the summit of Spirit Ridge (Lingji) Mountain was shrouded in black mist, and a thick layer of black ice covered the ground.
Yang Qingxi stumbled backward, blood trickling from her lips beneath her veil - a result of Wang Shu's palm strike. Yet her eyes shone with newfound confidence.
The Ghost Banner's power exceeded her expectations.
When the Ghost Banner appeared at the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival, several elders recognized its origins, realizing the Dead Spirit sealed within was far more than a mere Ghost General.
The strength one could unleash with the banner depended entirely on the Martial-Mystic Cultivator's Spiritual Qi intensity.
With Yang Qingxi's Spiritual Qi at the peak of the Second Heaven of the Dao Seed Realm, the Dead Spirit transformed into a forty-zhang-tall Yin Ghost Commander, its power reaching the Fourth Heaven of the Dao Seed Realm.
Of course, the Yin Ghost Commander's intelligence, combat skills, and reaction speed couldn't match a true Fourth Heaven Dao Seed Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivator.
In a real fight, there would still be a gap in their combat prowess.
After their clash, Wang Shu retreated, quickly regaining his footing.
"Indeed, a remarkable Battle Treasure! If I possessed it, I would instantly gain the combat power to enter the "Jiazi Register" ."
"Yang Qingxi, hand over this treasure, and we'll join forces to deal with Li Weiyi. I'll let bygones be bygones. Afterward, the Blood Handprint Demonic Armor will be yours!"
Yang Qingxi, wielding a silver longsword, flickered in and out of the black mist.
"Against you, who's reached the Fourth Heaven of the Dao Seed Realm, I have no chance of winning. This is indeed a good idea!"
Wang Shu knew well that in this world, there were no unbreakable alliances, only shared interests and a keen sense of timing.
He smiled: "I knew you were a smart person. Li Weiyi's Ancestral Field is already ruined, with limited future potential. But I am like the rising sun, improving every day. Joining forces with me is the wise choice."
Yang Qingxi, holding the Ghost Banner, advanced toward him.
Suddenly, a roar erupted, followed by a rushing sound.
The Yin Ghost Commander spewed forth Duling Cold Fire, a torrent of flames that cascaded like a waterfall. Though lacking heat, the fire melted rock and instantly reduced the Silverleaf Pines at the cliff's edge to ashes.
Wang Shu, having anticipated this, had never fully trusted Yang Qingxi. He activated his movement technique, narrowly dodging the flames.
A corner of his robe and a strand of hair caught fire, which he quickly extinguished.
"Yang Qingxi, it seems I misjudged your relationship. You and Li Weiyi are truly in love, choosing a dead end for him. Do you really think this Yin Ghost Commander can stop me?"
Wang Shu possessed exceptional comprehension. Not only had he successfully cultivated the Great Technique, 'Golden Armor Mountain-Moving Technique', but he had also achieved first-layer mastery of the minor Law, 'Thread Shadow Technique'. His movements were both mysterious and incredibly swift.
His body swayed unpredictably, dodging the Yin Ghost Commander's battle spear and closing in on Yang Qingxi, who was retreating rapidly.
His arm transformed into gold, his skin resembling golden armor.
He swung his palm-blade downward, causing the air to vibrate and explode with a deafening crack.
"Whoosh!"
Yang Qingxi, with nowhere to escape, unleashed the Ten Absolute Sword Techniques to defend herself, creating a dense curtain of sword shadows before her.
Suddenly, a slender, graceful figure materialized behind her.
This figure, identical in appearance to Yang Qingxi, also wielded a Fifth-Grade Hundred-Character Artifact-level silver longsword.
However, her face was utterly devoid of color, her skin deathly pale.
It was Yang Qingchan!
The two sisters joined forces, one on the left and one on the right.
Thousands of Scripture characters flew from their silver swords, forcing Wang Shu to retreat once more.
Yang Qingchan's body radiated intense Yin Qi. Her long hair cascaded down her back as she spoke: "I think Wang Shu's proposal is actually quite reasonable. What Li Weiyi possesses is far more alluring and easier to deal with."
Yang Qingxi, at the Second Heaven of the Dao Seed Realm, fought Wang Shu with every exchange a desperate struggle. Her injuries worsened with each clash.
"If we surrender the Ghost Banner to Wang Shu, in the next moment, he'll plant the Six Desires Talisman on us, turning us into playthings on his bed. But with you, me, and the Yin Ghost Commander, we can definitely put up a fight. We just need to hold out until Li Weiyi arrives to rescue us. With superior numbers, our chances of victory are still high."
"You seem to trust that Li Weiyi a lot," Yang Qingchan observed.
Yang Qingxi found it hard to describe the feeling.
During the fierce battle with Yu Zi, Li Weiyi had vowed, "As long as you have a breath left, I'll take you away with me."
Given the dire circumstances at the time, Li Weiyi's promise to follow through was truly remarkable.
When she awoke in the Changqing (Evergreen) Temple and saw Li Weiyi first, a deep, indescribable emotion stirred within her.
After such an experience, how could she not trust Li Weiyi?
The battle erupted again.
Yang Qingchan's Dead Spirit cultivation was exceptionally high, but her fragile mortal body severely limited her combat prowess.
Even when joining forces with Yang Qingxi, they could barely hold Wang Shu at bay.
The younger disciples scattered down the mountain in panic.
Only Si Kong Jingyuan and Si Kong Yanlun remained on a distant cliff, their eyes burning with excitement.
Si Kong Jingyuan stared intently at the Ghost Banner in Yang Qingxi's hand: "The legendary Duling Cold Fire! This Ghost Banner must have come from the depths of the Nether Realm of the Dead, from that Ghost City. The Dead Spirit sealed within - could it be a Ghost Marquis or even a Ghost Monarch?"
In the Nether Realm of the Dead, the power of Yin-type Dead Spirits is classified as: fierce soul, Ghost General, Yin Ghost Commander, Ghost Marquis, Ghost Monarch, and Ghost King.
An Yin Ghost Commander is equivalent to a Dao Seed Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivator or Spiritual Master in the Human Race.
A Ghost Marquis is equivalent to an Immortal Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivator.
A Ghost Monarch is equivalent to a Great Immortal who has lived for hundreds of years.
Even within the Immortal Realm, there are vast differences in strength.
During their training in the Nether Realm of the Dead, Si Kong Jingyuan and Si Kong Yanlun had heard rumors of an endless Ghost City deep within the Nether Realm, called Dongxu (Cave Ruins) Ghost City.
It was said to be ruled by an entity even greater than a Ghost King, whose influence extended across the entire million-mile-wide Nether Realm World and the six Life Realms scattered throughout it, including the Lingxiao Realm.
Si Kong Yanlun 's gaze, however, was fixed on Yang Qingxi and Yang Qingchan.
He chuckled, "These two Little Girls are like wild, untamed mares. They have a certain defiance that makes me want to conquer them. And their figures and beauty are absolutely top-tier. I like that."
Si Kong Jingyuan said, "Then it's settled. The people are yours, the Ghost Banner is mine."
"The Dead Spirit sealed within that Ghost Banner... its true level is still uncertain! If you choose wrong, don't come to regret it," Si Kong Yanlun laughed heartily.
"Boom!"
To the east of the Fourth Divine Son's Residence, thunder roared and lightning flashed, causing the mountain to tremble.
Li Weiyi used a box of Thunder Law Profound Ice to break through the residence's protective formation.
Holding the Yellow Dragon Sword, he stepped directly through the gap in the wall.
Moving swiftly, he soon found Qi Xiao and Tuoba Butuo locked to the stone wall in Wang Shu's cultivation chamber.
Once full of youthful vigor, both possessed Pure Immortal Physiques.
One was the top talent of the Qi Clan's younger generation, while the other was an Inheritor-level Heavenly Pride from the Northern Territory Tuoba Clan.
With the Dragon Seed Dao, they had promising futures ahead.
But now, they were reduced to mere shadows of their former selves. Wang Shu had been drinking their blood daily, leaving their bodies shriveled and emaciated, resembling two hunched, disheveled old men.
One had lost an arm, his body pierced by chains.
Behind them on the stone wall, two formations were etched. If they tried to escape or someone attempted a rescue, the formations would activate.
As a Three-Star Spiritual Master, Li Weiyi's psychic power surpassed that of the formation's creator. He quickly located the core nodes of both formations.
"Hiss!"
With a single thrust, the Yellow Dragon Sword pierced through the Formation etched into the stone wall behind Qi Xiao.
Then, with two swift slashes, Li Weiyi severed the iron chains binding Qi Xiao. He caught the emaciated Qi Xiao in his arms, who now weighed a mere seventy pounds.
Li Weiyi was overwhelmed with guilt and anguish, wanting to punch himself for his failure.
If not for him, how could Qi Xiao have fallen into the clutches of the Twin Rice Sect and suffered such a fate?
"Be... careful..."
Qi Xiao's weak voice warned.
Li Weiyi didn't need the reminder. He had already released his Heaven and Earth Divine Meridian, his senses sharpened to an extreme degree. He had detected the chilling aura descending rapidly from above, but had pretended not to notice.
Wang Zhi dropped from the roof, his fingers curled into claws, revealing a row of snow-white teeth as he imagined his claws piercing through Li Weiyi's skull.
"Whoosh!"
Calculating the timing and angle with perfect precision, Li Weiyi sprang to his feet, thrusting the Yellow Dragon Sword upward.
The sword radiance was razor-sharp, its emitted light coalescing into a bright pillar of light.
"Oh no! My Qi concealment failed to fool him!"
Wang Zhi's eyes widened in shock. He felt as if he had deliberately impaled himself on the sword's tip.
With no way to dodge, he channeled all his strength into his palm, his five fingers clawing toward the Yellow Dragon Sword.
Wang Zhi's cultivation far surpassed Li Weiyi's. Each strand of his Spiritual Qi was as tough as iron-cloth divine gauze.
The Yellow Dragon Sword's blade bore no Scripture, indicating its limited grade.
In Wang Zhi's eyes, he could seize it with his bare hands.
However...
The moment he touched the sword, Wang Zhi regretted it!
His vaunted, formidable Spiritual Qi was sliced through like paper by the Yellow Dragon Sword. Five of his fingers were severed by the blade, blood spraying everywhere, staining the ground crimson.
The Dead Spirit within Wang Zhi felt the pain and let out a miserable shriek. He leaped back, his toes barely touching the ground, retreating at lightning speed.
He glanced at his severed hand, then turned a look of utter dread toward the Yellow Dragon Sword.
"This sword is strange!" he exclaimed, "With my Spiritual Qi's strength, I can withstand a Third-Grade Hundred-Character Artifact with my bare hands."
Li Weiyi's previous strike had aimed to pierce Wang Zhi's skull. But Wang Zhi's cultivation was too high, his reaction too swift. Even in such a perilous situation, he had only lost five fingers.
This level of cultivation and speed plunged Li Weiyi's heart into the abyss. He felt immense pressure.
This was the power of the Fourth Heaven of the Dao Seed Realm!
How could he possibly fight?
He had no chance of winning.
The last time he faced Wang Zhi, he had only escaped thanks to the residual power of Tang Wanzhou within the Divine Snow Sword.
Li Weiyi quickly calmed himself by storing Qi Xiao in a pre-prepared Insect Pouch.
The stronger the enemy, the calmer one must remain.
He slowly approached Tuoba Butuo, saying, "I'm curious. When Wang Zhi was alive, he was only at the First Heaven of the Dao Seed Realm, with limited physical strength. Now that you've merged with his body, why can you rival a Fourth Heaven expert?"
"Because before the Hall Master of the Heavenly Principles (Tianli) Hall refined me into a Soul Seed, my cultivation far exceeded the Fourth Heaven of the Dao Seed Realm. My physical limitations were hindering my true power. Otherwise, I could crush you with a single finger."
Wang Zhi's aura was incredibly powerful. He was secretly refining the Yellow Dragon Sword's sword qi that had invaded his body, buying time.
Li Weiyi asked again, "So, are you alive or dead?"
"Neither! I live as long as Wang Shu lives. When Wang Shu dies, so do I. The Twin Rice Sect knows they can't truly subjugate powerful Dead Spirits like us, so they use this method: implanting Soul Seeds in Divine Sons and Daughters, Elders, and Great True Inheritance Disciples. They control our lives and deaths through the Twinborn's soul spirits," Wang Zhi explained.
Li Weiyi knew Yang Qingxi was no match for Wang Zhi and couldn't afford to delay any longer.
He moved beside Tuoba Butuo, seized his chance, and thrust his sword at the Formation's node on the stone wall.
The Formation shattered!
Wang Zhi had long seen through Li Weiyi's intentions and had been waiting for this moment - the moment Li Weiyi would attempt to save Tuoba Butuo.
"Swish!"
Wang Zhi unleashed a bone claw imprint from afar.
Then, moving like a phantom, he charged toward Li Weiyi.
Li Weiyi was also prepared. Spiritual Light surged from within him, bright and scorching.
The shadow of the Fusang Divine Tree rose behind him, blocking the bone claw imprint.
The branches and leaves of the divine tree's shadow burst through the roof, casting a golden-red glow over the summit of Spirit Ridge (Lingji) Mountain.
"Whoosh!"
Dense blood mist then erupted from the Blood Handprint Demonic Armor.
Over nine hundred scriptures were branded onto Li Weiyi's body.
His mental state peaked as he locked eyes with Wang Zhi, sword in hand, and charged forward.
He used his Psychic Power to resist Wang Zhi's soul Spiritual attacks and the Yellow Dragon Sword to clash head-on with the other's formidable Spiritual Qi energy.
Li Weiyi was knocked back several times, but he always kept Tuoba Butuo behind him, preventing Wang Zhi from closing in.
In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged dozens of blows before suddenly separating.
Wang Zhi felt stifled. He could have unleashed the full power of the Fourth Heaven of the Dao Seed Realm, but the Yellow Dragon Sword countered him, the Golden Crow Flame within the Fusang Divine Tree's shadow suppressed him, and his left hand had been severely injured in their first exchange.
When he used Soul Power attacks, Li Weiyi's Psychic Power was strong enough to block them.
Now, Wang Zhi could only exert five or six tenths of his full strength.
"Why isn't your power as strong as it should be?" Li Weiyi demanded, a hint of confusion in his voice.
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