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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 4: [Shuangsheng Dao Sect (Twin Rice Sect)]
Chapter 182 (437): [Sixfold Samsara Burning Karma Technique, Third Layer]
(182nd of Volume 4)
(END OF VOLUME 4)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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Li Weiyi followed Huang Liao to the back gate of the estate.
Pitch-blackness enveloped them, the desolate Netherworld desert stretching into the distance.
Ancient, withered trees stood unrotted for millennia.
Carriages and Soul Steeds were parked in the shadows.
Only two Ghost Lanterns under the eaves cast an eerie blue glow.
Yu'er buried her face in Li Weiyi's arms, the strange silence and eerie atmosphere making her uneasy.
"Knock, knock!"
Huang Liao rapped on the wooden gate.
The gate creaked open.
A Dead Spirit servant in gray robes answered, his face gaunt and bony wings sprouting from his back.
Li Weiyi stepped inside.
Behind him, the wooden gate slammed shut.
A layer of ghostly blue light, like Ghost Fire, enveloped the entire estate.
Eighteen White Yin Banners fluttered in the wind, their paper money and white mist swirling through the air.
Before them lay a desolate, silent courtyard.
The Dead Spirit servant stood by the gate, his hands clasped, a sinister smile on his face as he stared at Li Weiyi, who glanced back.
Feigning ignorance, Li Weiyi said, "Manager Huang, this place feels a bit off... Hey, Manager Huang..."
Huang Liao had already vanished, reappearing twenty yards away beneath a Yin Banner.
Protected by the Formation Scriptures radiating from the banner, he called out with a distant laugh, "Brother Li, my apologies! There's no such thing as a free lunch in this world. I'm a businessman - how could I just give you two Yang-Repelling Pearls for nothing?"
"Weren't we just making friends?" Li Weiyi asked.
Huang Liao scoffed: "If making friends were this easy, friendship would be worthless! Brother Li, your experience is too shallow!"
"Uncle Shopkeeper, you're a bad person after all!" Yu'er said, her cheeks puffed out in anger.
Huang Liao sighed: "Yu'er, in this harsh world, there are only the living and the dead. What use are 'good' and 'bad'?"
Yu'er looked deeply worried: "Master, what do we do?"
"Don't be afraid," Li Weiyi said, gently patting her shoulder.
His gaze swept the darkness.
"Manager Huang, you've probably done this many times, haven't you? Why target me, the fat sheep? I didn't flaunt my wealth before coming to the Fallen Spirit Market."
"Young and with high cultivation - how could you not be wealthy?" Huang Liao retorted.
"So you know you're a fat sheep?"
Yang Qingchan's figure flashed, appearing atop the three-story building directly ahead.
Her slender form swayed gracefully, her hair fluttering in the wind, her voice tinged with schadenfreude.
Surprise flickered in Huang Liao's eyes, clearly unaware of her presence.
"This is the Fifth Divine Maiden of the Divine Sect!"
Li Songjian emerged from the shadows, his hands clasped behind his back.
Behind him, Yao Qingfeng carried a bronze Nether Lamp.
"Greetings, Fifth Divine Maiden," Huang Liao immediately bowed.
Li Weiyi narrowed his eyes, studying Li Songjian.
The man bore a striking resemblance to Li Songlin, making him seem strangely familiar.
"Senior, might your surname be Li?"
Having dared to commit murder and robbery, Li Songjian naturally wasn't afraid of revealing his identity and had no intention of leaving any witnesses alive.
"You recognize this old man?"
Li Weiyi wasn't very familiar with Li Songjian; three years had passed, and many details had grown hazy.
He replied, "It doesn't matter anymore! Who wants to go first?"
"Whoosh!"
A Spiritual Light flickered between Yao Qingfeng's brows.
The Nether Lamp in his hand glowed with renewed intensity.
Behind him, thick white mist surged forth, and hundreds of Ghost Shadows charged out from within.
Among them were two Yin Ghost Commanders, radiating the aura of Dao Seed Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivators.
Dozens of Ghost Generals surrounded Li Weiyi.
"Swish!"
Li Songjian moved with lightning speed, reaching Li Weiyi before the Yin Ghost Commanders.
Spiritual Qi erupted from his body as he unleashed a devastating punch toward Li Weiyi's chest.
The fist's icy energy coated the entire courtyard in a thick layer of frost and ice crystals.
"Boom!"
Li Weiyi stood motionless, yet his counterstrike arrived first.
With a steady palm strike, he effortlessly intercepted Li Songjian's punch.
Cracks spiderwebbed across the ground beneath their feet.
Li Songjian was visibly shaken, retreating with lightning speed to create distance between them.
"Bang! Bang!"
Li Weiyi flicked his sleeves, obliterating the two Yin Ghost Commanders as they charged forward.
They exploded into twin clouds of Ghost Mist that spread across the courtyard.
Huang Liao and Yao Qingfeng paled in terror.
They knew this "fat sheep" wasn't weak, but they never imagined a young man, barely thirty, could be this powerful.
Li Songjian's heart churned like a stormy sea. His full-force punch had been blocked with sheer physical strength, seemingly without any Spiritual Qi.
"Who are you?" Li Songjian demanded, his voice low and menacing.
Li Weiyi stood tall, his gaze sharp as a blade.
"Tell me, who do you serve? The Twin Rice Sect or Guan Shan?"
After a tense silence, a Seventh-Grade Hundred-Character Artifact battleaxe flew from Li Songjian's Ancestral Field.
His Dao Heart Manifestation erupted, and he unleashed the Thirty-Six Axes of the Heavenly Demon.
The first axe strike came head-on, the icy wind cutting like knives as the axe shadow towered dozens of meters high.
Yao Qingfeng unleashed a Psychic Power attack, his eyes locked on Li Weiyi, targeting his Soul Spirit and consciousness.
"Clang!"
From Huang Liao's Wind Mansion, a Soul-Chaining Iron Chain coiled through the air.
He seized one end and flicked his wrist.
Crimson scriptures blazed across the chain, transforming it into a colossal black iron dragon that coiled around Li Weiyi's legs.
"Roar!"
The dragon's deafening roar shook the heavens.
Li Weiyi unleashed his Dao Heart Manifestation, transforming the entire courtyard into a fiery domain.
Strands of Spiritual Qi coalesced into a Seven-Clawed Flame Heavenly Dragon, sending Li Songjian, Yao Qingfeng, and Huang Liao flying.
Li Songjian, whose cultivation had reached the Sixth Heaven of the Dao Seed Realm, fared slightly better, managing to remain standing.
Huang Liao, however, was directly struck and severely injured, even the Yin Banner Formation Script proving insufficient to protect him.
Yao Qingfeng attempted to attack Li Weiyi with Psychic Power, but the Psychic Power backfired, sending him rolling on the ground, his head throbbing violently as he screamed in agony.
Yang Qingchan had already summoned six Bodhi Seeds, preparing to unleash them in a coordinated assault on the young man.
But sensing the aura within Li Weiyi's Spiritual Qi, she immediately retracted the seeds.
Yang Qingxi and Yang Lin arrived on the scene.
Yang Qingxi, her face veiled, gazed at Li Weiyi standing at the heart of the Seven-Clawed Flame Heavenly Dragon, her expression a mix of exasperation and amusement.
'These Jiu Li Tribe fools... who did they think they could provoke? Why him of all people?'
"Li Weiyi!" Yang Lin hurried to Li Songjian's side, "This is a case of friendly fire! We're all on the same side! It's a misunderstanding - all a misunderstanding! Huang Liao, Yao Qingfeng, what have you two done? Apologize to the Divine Hidden One immediately!"
Ever since Li Weiyi's battle against Xie Chucai at the Six Thoughts Zen Temple, the Dao Heart Manifestation of the Seven-Clawed Flame Heavenly Dragon had become renowned throughout the land, becoming the signature mark of the Jiu Li Divine Hidden One.
Li Songjian hastily lowered his battleaxe and sighed, "Ah, Weiyi, I'm your Great Uncle. Your Fourth Uncle often mentions you, missing you dearly."
Huang Liao and Yao Qingfeng immediately trembled and prostrated themselves, burying their faces in the dirt.
Li Weiyi's cultivation was simply too overwhelming.
Merely releasing his Dao Heart Manifestation felt like a mountain had crashed down upon them.
Li Weiyi dispelled his Disguise Technique: "Fourth Uncle is Fourth Uncle. You want to be my Great Uncle? Do you deserve that title? Answer my previous question."
He had no familial ties with Li Songjian's family, only grievances.
Yang Qingxi gracefully stepped forward and stood beside Yang Qingchan: "They haven't reached the Twin Rice Sect's Cultivation Headquarters yet. Xu Fodu has already subdued them."
Li Weiyi understood the situation.
He fixed his gaze on Li Songjian and continued, "As far as I know, one of the nine Clan Chiefs of the Jiu Li Tribe has also been subdued by Guan Shan. You must know who that is, right?"
The Jiu Li Tribe's greatest traitor, the Hidden Lord, had been relentlessly pursued, but the search had always come up empty.
Li Songjian played the sympathy card, his voice bitter: "We had no choice. Xu Fodu's cultivation and combat prowess rivaled even my father's. Captured and branded with Death Spirit Fire, how could we defy his commands?"
"Now that the Coffin Mountain's Forbidden One is dead and Xu Fodu has fled in defeat, we are finally free from his control. The only... the Divine Hidden One. Before, we had no choice, but now we yearn to atone for our past sins. We vow to perform countless good deeds to make amends for our past transgressions."
Yu'er's voice, still childlike, piped up, "If you truly want to atone, why did you try to kill Master just now?"
Li Weiyi said calmly, "See? Even a child doesn't believe you. Answer my earlier question. Whoever answers first will be spared."
"Whoosh!"
A blinding light pierced the darkness.
The sound of wind being torn apart echoed through the air.
Huo Dingnan, wielding a twelve-foot-long Silver Spear, transformed into a series of afterimages as he hurtled toward Li Weiyi with lightning speed, the spear tip aimed directly at his forehead.
He was the second-ranked figure in the Tianyi Sect, his cultivation far surpassing Li Songjian's, having reached the eighth layer of the Dao Seed Realm.
Li Weiyi muttered "Forward!" and teleported away, landing on a distant rooftop.
The Myriad Manifestations Staff-Spear shot out from the Wind Mansion at the back of his head and landed in his hand.
Combining Psychic Power and Martial-Mystic Path, a crimson-gold flame armor materialized around him.
Holding Yu'er in one arm, he wielded the spear with his free hand and clashed with Huo Dingnan's renewed attack.
"Bang!"
The spear and lance collided, sparks flying in all directions.
The building beneath them collapsed with a thunderous crash.
Li Weiyi's Psychic Power had already reached the peak of a Six-Star Spiritual Master. Though he hadn't deliberately cultivated it, his Wind Mansion Dragon Seed cultivation had also advanced significantly.
With his combined external Psychic Power and internal Martial-Mystic Path, his combat strength now surpassed Huo Dingnan's, allowing him to hold his own with a single hand.
Yang Qingxi had long heard of Li Weiyi's exploits in Lingxiao City - breaking the Ninefold Dao Image Diagram and defeating Xie Chucai, the Heavenly Pride of the Calamity Crossing Temple.
But witnessing it firsthand today brought a different kind of shock.
This man could actually face the sect leader-level figure of Li Prefecture's top sect with a single hand!
It had only been a few months since they last parted!
Yang Qingxi couldn't even imagine the heights Li Weiyi would reach in a few years.
"Let's go! We need to escape now!"
Li Songjian, Yang Lin, Huang Liao, and Yao Qingfeng frantically tried to activate the Formations and flee.
"You think you can just leave?" Li Weiyi roared, releasing the Little Seven.
Yang Qingxi and Yang Qingchan moved first, darting forward like twin swallows to intercept the four.
In moments, the tendons in their hands and feet were severed.
Their cultivation sealed, they collapsed to the ground.
Huo Dingnan, recognizing Li Weiyi's overwhelming power, unleashed a flurry of over a dozen moves, exhausting his arsenal without gaining any advantage. He abruptly retreated, charging toward the Formation's barrier.
"Trying to escape now? Too late!"
Li Weiyi activated the third layer of the Sixfold Karma Burning Technique, Karmic Fire Transformation, perfectly merging his Martial-Mystic Power and Psychic Power.
Flames coalesced into a colossal Three-Legged Golden Crow, its wings spanning over ten meters.
The searing heat radiating from its wings instantly ignited every structure in the courtyard, even setting the eighteen Yin Banners ablaze.
"Pfft!"
The Golden Crow's claw struck Huo Dingnan, instantly burning through his spiritual artifact battle armor.
The flesh on his chest turned charred black as he coughed up blood and crashed to the ground.
In horror, he realized the Golden Crow's claw had shattered his Seventh-Grade Hundred-Character Artifact Silver Spear, the broken edges showing signs of melting.
'What kind of Dao Technique is this?'
'How could it be so terrifying?'
Li Weiyi landed on the ground, his spear pointed at Huo Dingnan's forehead.
The massive flaming Golden Crow swooped down and hovered above him before dissipating into Spiritual Qi and Psychic Power Light.
Li Weiyi's Sixfold Karma Burning Technique had only reached the third layer, barely the entry level.
Yet its power already rivaled that of a fully mastered third-layer Great Technique of Flame.
How could Huo Dingnan possibly withstand it?
"Master, I never knew you were so powerful," Yu'er murmured, her eyes fixed on him, brimming with admiration and joy, her voice trembling with excitement.
Li Weiyi ignored her, turning to Yang Qingxi and Yang Qingchan as they approached: "If I remember correctly, she's your aunt."
"Not a blood relative. Our relationship isn't that close," Yang Qingxi replied coolly.
"So you're betraying the Divine Sect?" Li Weiyi pressed.
"I know the Divine Son's strength. If we don't pledge allegiance now, who knows what fate awaits us? Regardless of our allegiances, our personal feud has long been settled!" Yang Qingxi declared.
Li Weiyi felt a pang of guilt over the Blood Scroll incident.
After all, he had survived several life-or-death battles thanks to her assistance.
"Let the grudges of the past fade like the wind," he said, finally letting go of his resentment, "But the money you owe me must be repaid."
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Author's Note:
This chapter concludes the current arc.
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[END OF VOLUME 4]
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