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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 4: [Shuangsheng Dao Sect (Twin Rice Sect)]
Chapter 148 (403): [Lion Camel]
(148th of Volume 4)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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The Demon Child released his Dao Heart Manifestation, his nerves taut as he stared fixedly at Tang Wanzhou, "You're not a Martial-Mystic Cultivator in the First Realm of the Immortal Realm!"
"I broke through to the Immortal Realm a year ago and defeated you then. I'm sure you wouldn't accept that. So, let's make it fair. If you can withstand fourteen of my sword strikes, I'll spare your life today," Tang Wanzhou said.
The Demon Child had never met anyone as arrogant as Tang Wanzhou.
In the same realm, who dared speak to him like that?
Tang Wanzhou's strength was undeniable, so the Demon Child didn't dare underestimate her, "Where's your sword?"
"You believe that the Spiritual Artifacts are mere external tools, and bare hands alone can make you invincible. If I used a sword to defeat you, it wouldn't be fair."
Before Tang Wanzhou's words had even faded, she appeared a hundred meters above the Demon Child's head, standing in mid-air with a detached gaze.
She formed a sword finger with her hand and slashed down from above.
"Dust-Severing!"
The first strike of the Fourteen Swords of Immortal Slaughter and Divine Snow.
The sword qi transformed into a white frost waterfall, cascading down from the heavens.
Unable to dodge, the Demon Child felt Tang Wanzhou's intent pressing down on him like a mountain range.
He could only summon a hundred demonic heads to form a Daoist-Demonic Diagram to withstand the attack.
"Boom!"
The unstoppable sword qi shattered the diagram, causing over a dozen demonic heads to explode.
Beneath the Demon Child's feet, the earth split open, leaving a sword qi gash hundreds of meters long.
A foot-thick layer of white frost, centered on the gash, spread outward in both directions.
"Who exactly are you?"
The Demon Child hastily activated his Dao Technique, creating distance between himself and Tang Wanzhou.
He couldn't shake the feeling that this woman couldn't possibly be in the First Realm of the Immortal Realm.
"Didn't you come to the Lingxiao Realm to challenge me?"
Tang Wanzhou transformed into a streak of sword light, pursuing him, "Severing Mountains!"
Her second strike unleashed a sweeping sword qi, accompanied by a blizzard that seemed poised to freeze a thousand miles.
"Are you Tang Wanqiu's sister?"
The Demon Child's shock was tinged with sudden realization.
He didn't dare meet Tang Wanzhou's sword techniques with his bare hands; their penetrating power was too great, and any Dao Technique seemed destined to be cleaved in a single stroke.
He broke free from Tang Wanzhou's Intent, leaping into the air and soaring toward the sky.
"Whoosh!"
The sword qi slashed across a hundred-meter hill ahead, piercing straight through the mountain.
The Demon Child had always been supremely confident in his speed, considering it his greatest strength.
But this time, self-doubt crept in.
Tang Wanzhou crossed space in a single step, appearing above and behind him, and unleashed the third strike of her "Formless" Sword Technique.
Sword beams rained down from all directions.
The Demon Child hastily retracted his Dao Heart Manifestation, condensing it into a three-zhang-wide Spiritual Qi barrier.
He simultaneously unleashed four Dao Techniques, striking out in four directions.
The fourth sword flew straight at him, like a white rainbow piercing the sun.
It shattered all his defenses, sending him plummeting from the high sky.
"Boom!"
The Demon Child's body slammed heavily into the ground.
A deep blood hole appeared in his left chest.
His mouth gaped open, filled with blood, and a hoarse laugh escaped his throat.
He was completely mad, unable to accept such a defeat.
The Blood Tower mark on his forehead glowed intensely red, flashing incessantly.
Tang Wanzhou landed on the ground, her five fingers clamping around the Demon Child's neck.
She dragged him forward, plowing through the earth.
Demonic blood-red scripture armor materialized on the Demon Child's neck and upper body.
One hand clawed at Tang Wanzhou's wrist, while the other formed a fist seal, unleashing a torrent of scriptures from his palm.
Tang Wanzhou lifted the Demon Child entirely from the mud and slammed a finger sword heavily into his chest.
Dense sword qi converged with a rushing sound, shattering the mysterious scripture armor.
The Demon Child vomited blood, flying backward and collapsing to one knee.
Blood gushed from the wound in his chest, where a sword qi blood hole pierced through to his back.
"Speak! If we keep fighting, you'll die! What's the truth about the Mother-Child Spring?"
Tang Wanzhou stood before him, a multitude of ice and snow swords materializing behind him.
Zuoqiu Ling, Song Yulou, and Yao Xingyue appeared behind the Demon Child at three different points, preventing his escape.
"Impressive. It seems I've finally met my match today."
The voice that emerged from the Demon Child's mouth was that of a middle-aged man.
The blood on the ground suddenly transformed into strands of Blood Qi, rapidly converging toward his forehead.
The Blood Tower mark there released complex, profound crimson scriptures, erupting with a wisp of Transcendent aura.
"Transcendent scriptures..."
Tang Wanzhou pointed forward, and the ice and snow swords behind her transformed into a rain of blades that shot forward.
"Boom! Boom..."
A crimson, nine-layered Demon Tower erupted from the Demon Child's body, shattering all the incoming ice and snow swords.
Driven by the Demon Child's Spiritual Qi, the Nine-Layered Demon Tower rapidly expanded, reaching dozens of meters in height.
The tower appeared to be crafted from blood-red jade, covered in Transcendent scriptures.
From the nine tower gates, Spiritual Qi infused with a Transcendent aura surged forth, condensing into liquid form like nine waterfalls cascading down and drenching the Demon Child.
"Didn't you claim Spiritual Artifacts are mere external tools, beneath your contempt?"
"That's because he's never faced a true master of his caliber. He's always been so self-assured. When he loses to a higher-level Martial-Mystic Cultivator, he'll simply blame it on their superior cultivation."
Zuoqiu Ling, Song Yulou, and Yao Xingyue retreated swiftly, unconcerned for Tang Wanzhou's safety.
Tang Wanzhou had been observing the crimson Demon Tower intently: "Is this what you inherited from the Holy Infant? The Nine Springs are sealed within its nine layers, aren't they? If I'm not mistaken, the power of the Corrupted Mother-Child Springs must be connected to this tower."
"Your arrogance will cost you dearly."
The Demon Child absorbed the tower's Spiritual Qi, causing the scripture armor on his skin to reappear.
He took a step forward, controlling the thirty-meter-tall Demon Tower to attack Tang Wanzhou.
Tang Wanzhou retreated explosively, narrowly dodging the blow.
With a thunderous crash, the Blood Tower slammed into the ground ahead of her, causing the earth to collapse.
Ten miles away, Li Weiyi appeared on a patch of scorched earth.
Observing the distant clash, he channeled his Spiritual Qi to grasp one of the Medicine King Cauldron's handles, which had fallen here earlier, and hurled it at Tang Wanzhou.
Leaping into mid-air, Tang Wanzhou caught the flying cauldron.
Spiritual Qi surged forth from her Ancestral Field like a vast river.
Instantly, the cauldron's flames reignited, sending tens of thousands of scriptures flying out.
The released heat melted the ground's soil into molten rock.
"Boom!"
The Nine-Layered Demon Tower and the Medicine King Cauldron collided, their clash splitting the night sky with crimson light and flames.
The impact echoed like a celestial bell, audible even in towns hundreds of miles away.
"Boom!"
Countless cracks spiderwebbed across the ground as the Blood River beneath surged upward, flooding the surface.
The two figures separated momentarily before closing in again, each wielding their heavy weapons to strike down.
During the collision, the scriptures inscribed on their Spiritual Artifacts scattered dozens of miles away.
Tang Wanzhou was relentless.
Even though the Demon Child had a superior weapon and Spiritual Qi advantage, Tang Wanzhou pressed forward, forcing the Demon Child to retreat step by step, blood streaming from his mouth and nose.
"Boom!"
In their fifth clash, the Demon Child was battered by waves of force that threatened to tear his flesh apart.
He could no longer withstand the onslaught.
His body broke free from the Nine-Layered Demon Tower and was flung backward, crashing into a nearby mound.
Tang Wanzhou soared to the top of the Nine-Layered Blood Tower, her gaze sharp and disdainful.
From a hundred paces away, she unleashed a blinding sword light that sliced through the night sky and struck the Demon Child.
"Absolute Severance!"
This strike was more than just sword qi.
It was sword intent.
It struck directly at the Demon Child's soul.
"Aaaah..."
The mound was torn open by the sword qi, only to be instantly frozen over by frost.
The Demon Child's soul was wounded, and he let out a desperate, agonizing scream.
With a crack, he shattered the ice with a fist and crawled out of the earth, his hands trembling.
Gritting his teeth, he glared at the tall figure atop the tower.
"If you want to kill me, you'll have to die too. Tonight, you will die..."
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A hundred miles away, Li Clan's Transcendent and Li Shentong stood on the bank of a wide river, with a vast expanse of snow-covered land behind them.
Li Shentong sighed, "Tang Wanzhou truly deserves her title as the brightest young star in the Lingxiao Realm in the past thousand years. The Demon Child was defeated so quickly, so utterly. Such a peerless prodigy, even across the vast and boundless Yingzhou, would be unparalleled, wouldn't she?"
"If she shines so brightly, then let her be extinguished tonight..."
As Li Clan Transcendent spoke, his gaze fixed on the dense forest across the river.
In the deep darkness, he saw a tall, majestic figure emerge, sending a shiver down his spine.
The figure seemed to have been standing in the forest for ages, yet also appeared to have just materialized.
"It's you! What are you doing in Fu Prefecture?" Li Clan Transcendent's voice was filled with surprise.
The tall figure stepped out of the darkness, radiating an aura of domineering arrogance.
His long hair was braided into strands that fell behind his head, and his face was like a masterpiece sculpted by the gods, indistinguishable from the sternly handsome divine statues in the Divine Temple.
His slightly bronze skin radiated a dazzling glow. His arms were long and slender, and his broad palms seemed capable of supporting the heavens. His nose bridge resembled the highest Snow Mountain in the Northern Territory, its sharp contours leading to a pair of eyes that were both domineering and sharp, yet revealed nothing of his inner thoughts.
Such an extraordinary aura left Li Shentong beside him trembling, his mind overwhelmed with the urge to kneel.
Tang Shituo, the Northern Territory's strongest warrior, fixed his gaze on the Li Clan Transcendent across from him, his lips parting in a cold sneer.
"Li Longshu, did you ever consider the consequences of killing my daughter? Let me tell you: the Li Clan has no reason to exist anymore. And you - even if you flee back to the Demon Kingdom, I will cross the Netherworld to cut you down."
His voice was filled with unwavering resolve, placing immense pressure on Li Longshu.
Li Longshu's mind raced, quickly realizing the reason for Tang Shituo's appearance in Fu Prefecture: he must be plotting an attack on the Twin Rice Sect's Cultivation Headquarters.
Steadying himself, he sneered: "Tang Shituo, aren't you afraid that Qilin Zhuang will seize this opportunity to strike at your Northern Territory Grand Camp?"
"If it dares to venture into the Northern Territory, it won't escape the King of the Western Sea's wrath against its Western Territory army," Tang Shituo replied.
"By opposing the Crown Prince and disrupting his plans, you Northern Territory warriors are digging your own graves. Let's go!"
Li Longshu swept up Li Shentong behind him, transforming them into a cloud of Spiritual qi that swiftly vanished across the icy plains.
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Tang Wanzhou put away the Nine-Layered Demon Tower, transforming it into a nine-inch crimson pagoda that she held in her palm.
She glanced at the Demon Child sprawled in the snow: "He seems to have endured quite a few of my attacks. Well, a lord keeps his word. I'll spare your life today. Zuoqiu Ling, take him back to Lingxiao City and present him to the Third Palace Master. Go claim your reward!"
Zuoqiu Ling knew exactly what she was up to.
Everyone present could see that the Nine-Layered Demon Tower was the key to dispelling the threat posed by the Mother-Child Spring.
Killing the Demon Child, on the other hand, would only lead to endless trouble.
"Young Lord, is it fair to shift the blame like this?" Zuoqiu Ling asked.
"Do as you wish. He's the Third Palace Master's target anyway."
Tang Wanzhou left without looking back, rejoining Li Weiyi dozens of miles away.
"Come with me to the Northern Territory! With your talent and the trump cards you wield, you'll undoubtedly make a significant impact in the Tang Ting Grand Camp. I can provide the Little Seven with ample resources to accelerate their growth. The battle at Lingxiao City will be recorded in the annals of the Lingxiao Realm. If the Human Clan loses, the world will collapse. But if the Human Clan wins, the Snow Sword Tang Court and the Zuoqiu Clan will divide the world between us, north and south."
Li Weiyi stared into her bright, burning eyes, his heart caught in a complex vortex of emotions.
On the distant snow-covered plains, a lion and a camel, each as large as a hill, lumbered toward them.
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END OF CHAPTER
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