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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 5: [Seeking Immortality in the Eastern Sea]
Volume 5 (Pinyin): [Dong Hai xun xian]
Chapter 82 (519): [The Final Fate of the True Disciple]
(82nd of Volume 5)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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Darkness and fire, two opposing forces, shattered the surrounding mist and toppled stone pillars.
Even the massive dragon bones in the distance instantly crumbled into ash.
These dragon bones, once imbued with extraordinary power, had possessed heaven-piercing abilities in their living days.
But after eons of abandonment, their essence had decayed, leaving them as brittle as ordinary rock.
Prince Mingjiao of the Nether Flood Dragon arrived, his halberd in hand.
His pupils constricted as he witnessed the two figures unleashing their most powerful Dao Techniques with all their might.
"Whoosh!"
Six Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors swooped in from all directions with blinding speed, their membranous wings razor-sharp.
The first moth's wing struck, creating only ripples in the protective Spiritual Qi surrounding the prince.
The second moth's wing slashed downward, leaving cracks in the Spiritual Qi.
The third and fourth moths attacked from opposite flanks, shattering Prince Mingjiao's protective Spiritual Qi completely.
The fifth and sixth moths unleashed their Innate Dao Techniques.
One spat forth Golden Crow Flame, a crimson-gold torrent of fire.
The other unleashed thunder and lightning, brilliant bolts striking his armor instantly.
The six Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors didn't attack in sequence; they struck almost simultaneously.
In that single moment, Prince Mingjiao felt the crushing pressure, finally understanding why Sheng Wulian had been unable to break free from the encirclement of seven strange insects in such a short time.
It wasn't that he wasn't strong enough; these Strange Insects were simply too terrifying.
Even more critically, the seventh Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperor remained hidden, posing a lethal threat should it launch a surprise attack.
Prince Mingjiao maintained his composure, activating the Seventh-Grade Thousand-Inscriptions Armor to protect himself.
With a sweep of his halberd, he blasted away the two Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors hovering above him.
He then slammed a third into the ground with a palm strike and unleashed a water pillar from his mouth to knock away the fourth, which was spewing Golden Crow Flame.
These three attacks flowed seamlessly together, executed almost simultaneously, showcasing his extraordinary combat speed.
But...
The fifth Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperor unleashed a bolt of lightning that struck his armor, sending a numbing current coursing through his body.
Prince Mingjiao shuddered violently.
"Boom!"
The sixth Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperor's razor-sharp claws slashed across his neck.
Even with the armor's seven thousand scriptures providing defense, the impact felt like a solid punch to the throat.
The claw strike carried immense force, comparable to a full-strength blow from a peak Ninth Heaven Dao Seed Realm elder.
Prince Mingjiao sidestepped, enduring the blow, and immediately thrust his halberd at the Strange Insect with lightning-emitting eyes.
But the moment the halberd pierced the air, his expression twisted in horror.
He realized that Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors were converging on him from all sides: below his wrist, behind him, above his head, and at his abdomen.
This time, Prince Mingjiao finally lost his composure.
Abandoning his attack, he swiftly retreated, relying on his movement techniques to escape.
'How can their defenses and speed be so terrifying? And their intelligence is also remarkable - they coordinate their attacks flawlessly.'
Prince Mingjiao secretly assessed the situation.
The combined power of these six Strange Insects rivaled that of six peak Ninth Heaven human Martial-Mystic Cultivators.
Their speed was no less impressive than that of experts like Zhenxin, with one of them even matching his own.
It was the Five Phoenixe Moths, using their speed to overwhelm their enemies.
Prince Mingjiao, now thrown off balance, attempted to retreat, create distance, and unleash a powerful Dao Technique capable of handling multiple opponents.
"Boom!"
The hidden Seven Phoenixes instantly materialized behind his neck. Their razor-sharp claws pierced through the light barrier of his armor and tore into his skin.
Reacting swiftly, Prince Mingjiao swatted the Seven Phoenixes away.
But the fastest of the Five Phoenixes had already appeared before him, their membranous wings slashing down.
Prince Mingjiao now fully understood Sheng Wulian's predicament.
These Seven Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors couldn't be killed with a single strike.
Fail to kill them outright, and you'd be trapped in a relentless seven-on-one attack, forced to defend on all sides, and inevitably lose your footing.
Meanwhile, elsewhere...
Si Wuyan retreated, supporting himself against the mountain of dark scriptures, and shouted coldly, "You still claim you're not Liu Fengshu?"
"Boom!"
Southern Mountain crumbled, and the Golden Crow exploded.
Flames devoured the darkness, surging toward Si Wuyan.
Si Wuyan frowned, realizing his painstakingly cultivated Southern Death Mountain couldn't withstand the Sixfold Samsara Burning Karma Technique.
He had studied the Sixfold Samsara Burning Karma Technique before, and its third layer shouldn't possess such destructive power.
He suspected Li Weiyi had mastered the fourth layer.
Li Weiyi burst through the flames with a piercing sword clang, slashing at Si Wuyan's neck.
He now wore a layer of Spiritual Armor, activated using the "Fight" Technique.
Another Martial-Mystic Intent-infused attack.
However, with Li Weiyi's eighth-layer Wind Mansion cultivation and his status as an Eight-Star Spiritual Master, his Psychic Power only provided a marginal boost to his combat prowess, far from being a game-changer.
At their shared Cultivation Realm, his M5artial Path combat strength far surpassed his Psychic Power.
Si Wuyan, wearing bright silver metal gauntlets on his right hand, unleashed a punch imbued with the Death Primordial Chaos Force.
Scriptures radiating from within the gauntlets shattered the air.
"Boom!"
The sword's edge clashed against the Death Primordial Chaos Force and the gauntlet's scriptures, sending Si Wuyan staggering backward once more.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Li Weiyi radiated Spiritual Light, each sword strike delivered with his full strength, driving Si Wuyan backward until his spine slammed against the metal hive behind him.
After their Martial-Mystic Intents merged, Si Wuyan felt utterly overwhelmed, finally understanding why Sheng Wulian had been defeated so decisively.
He realized he had been tricked by Yao Qian's remark that "Li Weiyi's victory was not honorable."
Li Weiyi knew the Prince Mingjiao's power well. Engaging the Seven Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors in a prolonged battle would be extremely dangerous. Even losing a single one would cause him unbearable heartache.
He needed to end this quickly.
Without hesitation, he channeled a massive amount of Spiritual Qi into activating the Governor's Official Robe.
"Aow!"
The Dragon Soul, now in its mist form, erupted from the insignia on his chest, its claws and fangs bared as it lunged at the cornered Si Wuyan.
Man and dragon attacked simultaneously.
Wu Hongling and the Purple-Clad Woman arrived, appearing atop two towering stone pillars, each over thirty meters tall, their gazes fixed on the misty battlefield below.
Earlier, Red Silk had been frozen by Bai Yeqing's Ice Soul Eyes. Li Weiyi hadn't had time to retrieve it before engaging the Prince Mingjiao in battle.
Now, Red Silk reappeared on Wu Hongling's body. She had managed to retrieve it during the chaotic fighting.
The Purple-Clad Woman's white hair cascaded down to her slender, pale thighs, smooth as eggshells.
She cradled an ancient zither, a vivid diadem painted between her brows above her veil, her entire presence radiating an icy, enigmatic allure.
Red silk fluttered, and purple robes flowed like a painted scene.
Wu Hongling's beautiful eyes shimmered as she exclaimed, "This guy is truly formidable! He's pulled out all his trump cards and is still holding his own against Si Wuyan and Prince Mingjiao simultaneously, even gaining the upper hand. If he hadn't betrayed the Lingxiao Twin Rice Sect, I'd be tempted to bring him back to Shen Yi Mountain as a Guardian."
In her eyes, a human achieving the rank of Guardian under the Rice Palace was the highest honor imaginable.
"How's the absorption of the North Life Sea Map progressing?" the Purple-Clad Woman asked.
Wu Hongling tilted her snow-white chin, smoothed her flowing hair, and fixed her gaze on Si Wuyan.
"I was just about to test my current Primordial Chaos Dao Technique on him."
"Don't underestimate him!" the Purple-Clad Woman warned, "Si Wuyan's physical body is 99% complete. Your physical body is far inferior to his, even after absorbing Sheng Wulian's Dao. You stand no chance against him alone."
"Then we'll join forces to kill him and Prince Mingjiao," Wu Hongling declared, "We'll take the Immortal Herb Petals from their bodies, cultivate the Immortal Body, and compensate for our physical weaknesses."
Wu Hongling and the Purple-Clad Woman possessed Immortal Herb Petals given by Yu Zhenyan, but they still needed more.
Beneath the metallic nest, Si Wuyan's spiritual artifact battle armor lay shattered, his body covered in bloody gashes from Li Weiyi and the Dragon Soul's relentless attack.
Finally seizing an opportunity, he spat out a rolled-up scripture from his mouth.
"Whoosh!"
A black beam of light erupted from his mouth, spewing forth scriptures.
Behind the scriptures floated a Spiritual Artifact - a sutra scroll.
This sutra scroll was the Nanshan Sutra, personally inscribed by Emperor Ji and hidden by Si Wuyan within his Fifth Sea.
He had never used it, waiting for the perfect moment to strike with a decisive, fatal blow.
This was his true killing move!
Li Weiyi never imagined Si Wuyan would conceal the Southern Death Mountain Sutra within his Qi Sea.
Now, with Si Wuyan standing mere inches away, completely evading the attack was an impossible dream.
"Boom!"
The Dragon Soul, struck by the dark beam and scriptures, shattered into fragments with a mournful roar.
Undaunted, Li Weiyi braced himself, his sword held horizontally before him.
A metallic clang rang out as the launched sutra scroll struck him, sending him flying backward.
The Yellow Dragon Sword's blade couldn't fully block the onslaught; death scriptures rained down upon him like a storm.
"Whoosh!"
A crimson silk ribbon shot forth, wrapping around Li Weiyi and yanking him out of the sutra's deadly aura.
In the next instant, Wu Hongling unleashed the North Life Sea Map.
"Whoosh! Boom!"
From her Ancestral Field, the North Sea Tide surged forth like a tidal wave, colliding with the incoming dark beam, scriptures, and sutra scroll.
The dark beam and scriptures were blocked.
The sutra crashed through the surging tide, colliding with the North Life Sea Map supported by Wu Hongling's dancing red silk, sending her staggering back dozens of meters.
Wu Hongling had yet to fully master the Life North Sea Map's power, requiring considerable time to integrate and comprehend its depths.
Even after blocking the sutra, she still found time to cast a flirtatious smile at Li Weiyi.
"Help us seize the Southern Death Mountain Sutra and Immortal Herb? The terms are negotiable."
Wu Hongling and the Purple-Clad Woman were confident in defeating Si Wuyan together, but killing him would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.
Having fallen into the ruins of Dragon City, everyone's senses were suppressed. The Immortal Realm Giants had ventured deep into the city, and the Transcendent had yet to arrive, creating what was likely their only window of opportunity.
"My Eldest Sister-in-Law said you need to rely on yourselves," Li Weiyi replied, swiftly suppressing his injuries.
Liquid Qi flowed through twelve unique Meridian Veins within his Divine Pivot, shielding his wounded body.
This was his unique advantage!
Wu Hongling shot him a sideways glance.
"Didn't I just save you? Isn't that enough sincerity?"
Si Wuyan charged forward like a cannonball, seizing the sutra and circling around the North Life Sea Map.
His claw slashed toward Wu Hongling's neck, thick with murderous intent.
The strike, which he had believed to be a sure kill, missed its mark, tearing only through empty air.
A phoenix's cry echoed from within Wu Hongling's body, as Immortal Haze erupted from her, propelling her sideways with a speed matching Si Wuyan's.
She and the Purple-Clad Woman had been nurtured by Shen Yi Mountain using vast quantities of Ancient Immortal Phoenix blood, granting them extraordinary innate talents.
They had come to the East Sea to seek the Phoenix Tree.
Once they refined it, they would have the chance to catch up to, or even surpass, the Life-and-Death Duo who had refined the Heavenly Emperor's Bone.
Si Wuyan's strike missed, and he immediately retreated.
One adulterer was already terrifying enough; now that the harlot had arrived, he sensed imminent danger.
"Whoosh!"
The Purple-Clad Woman anticipated Si Wuyan's escape route. Descending from mid-air with her zither, she used its strings like a bow, firing talisman arrows.
One arrow launched, and a thousand followed, forcing Si Wuyan back into the trio's encirclement.
Elegant and beautiful, yet infinitely alluring, she spoke: "Li Shenyin, lend us sisters a hand! Before a fledgling transforms into a phoenix, its wings are still weak and its body frail. It needs an Immortal's guidance and a virtuous companion's support to soar to the heavens."
"Learn from your Eldest Sister-in-Law," Li Weiyi glanced at Wu Hongling, "When asking for help, you need to show proper humility."
In the next instant, Li Weiyi intercepted Si Wuyan's escape attempt.
His sword clashed with Si Wuyan's palm Seal, forcing him back into the trio's encirclement.
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END OF CHAPTER
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