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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 5: [Seeking Immortality in the Eastern Sea]
Volume 5 (Pinyin): [Dong Hai xun xian]
Chapter 86 (523): [Palm Seal and Sword Technique]
(86th of Volume 5)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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The Rice Palace and the Demon Clan's powerhouses were the most terrified.
The moment Master Coffin unleashed his Transcendent Spiritual Qi, they activated countless Talismans.
"Whoosh!"
The Talismans transformed into a meteor shower of light, piercing through the fissures above Dragon City.
Within three breaths, they soared over the East Sea, landing in the hands of the Transcendent experts from various Major Powers.
"If the Transcendent don't arrive soon, the Rice Palace will face a massive slaughter today."
From Yu Zhenyan, Ancestor Tianzhong's Ancestral Field, a Formation Plate several miles in diameter emerged.
The plate transformed into a circular sea of light, enveloping her and the Rice Palace's Immortal Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivators, preparing them for a desperate battle against the Transcendent.
She didn't know why the Transcendent had killed the Hall Master of the Withered Flourish Hall and Yang Shenjing, but since they were attacking the Twin Rice Sect, every Ricefolk was now in mortal danger.
Beneath the Phoenix Tree Mirage Shadow, Qilin Zhuang frowned deeply, his gaze fixed on the suddenly appearing Stone Coffin.
This unexpected turn of events had exceeded his predictions.
"Let's move!"
A dozen powerhouses from Dragon Sect, Night City, and Three Islands charged toward the Immortal Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivators of the Lingxiao Life Realm Human Clan, who remained completely unaware outside the Formation.
Qilin Zhuang turned his attention to the Life Spring Acupoint at the bottom of the pit and the nearly lifelike Phoenix Tree Mirage hovering above.
"Boom!"
He stomped his foot on the ground.
Instantly, a widening fissure erupted around the massive pit.
The entire pit, the Life Spring, and the Phoenix Tree Mirage detached from the earth, enveloped by his Spiritual Qi, and soared toward the Ancestral Field.
The Stone Coffin soared into the air.
The Ancient Hidden Lord rushed forward, peering into the crater left by the coffin's impact.
Yang Shenjing's blood stained the earth, but only his robes and the straw puppet hidden inside remained - no bones were to be found.
"A Substitute Straw Puppet! Yang Shenjing actually had such a life-saving artifact. I'll give chase!" the Ancient Hidden Lord declared.
"Something's wrong..."
The Stone Coffin's lid faced the multicolored Phoenix Tree, and Master Coffin's grave, uneasy voice echoed from within.
Sensing an unusual presence, Master Coffin roared from inside the coffin, "Martial-Mystic Cultivators of the Lingxiao Life Realm, flee immediately! It's Qilin Zhuang - he's beneath the Phoenix Tree!"
With that, Master Coffin used his Spiritual Qi to sweep up the nearest figures - the Ancient Hidden Lord, Li Minong, and the Great Priest of the Ink Sea - and propelled them toward Li Weiyi and the others, urging them to escape at once.
Beneath the Phoenix Tree Mirage, not only the Martial-Mystic Cultivators of the Lingxiao Human Clan but also the Immortal Realm Giants from the Demon Clan, Rice Palace, and Calamity Crossing Temple stood frozen in shock.
How could Qilin Zhuang be here?
A single glance beneath the Phoenix Tree revealed a dense, deathly Yin Qi obscuring all vision.
The Martial-Mystic Cultivators immediately fled.
Whether the warning was true or false, the news was terrifying enough.
"Whoosh! Whoosh..."
The powerhouses from Dragon Sect, Night City, and the Three Islands were the first to break through the deathly Yin Qi.
Their momentum surged like a rainbow, their killing intent palpable as they selected their prey.
"It's Yuwen Yan, the Lord of Night City!"
"And Long Yi from Dragon Sect... Heavens, they really did arrive at Dragon City ahead of schedule! Qilin Zhuang must be here too! Run... run now!"
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More than a dozen figures surged from beneath the Phoenix Tree Mirage, each a formidable presence that had shaken the Lingxiao Life Realm for centuries.
Not a single one was weak.
"Stop running! Venerable Zhuang needs Blood Qi, and you are all his sustenance!"
Yuwen Yan unleashed two chains forged from scriptures, ensnaring two Immortal Realm Giants of the Lingxiao Human Clan and dragging them toward him.
"How could a place like Dragon City be without danger? If there were none, it would mean someone had already cleared it out!"
Long Yi moved with divine agility through the fleeing crowd, repeatedly striking figures back toward the Phoenix Tree Mirage.
"Rumble!"
The earth trembled violently.
Qilin Zhuang absorbed the Life Spring, the Phoenix Tree Mirage, and the entire cratered landscape into his Ancestral Field.
As the Phoenix Tree vanished, darkness engulfed the world, extinguishing all light.
Qilin Zhuang strode forward, his gaze fixed on the Stone Coffin that had already fled over fifty kilometers away.
"Intriguing. What's its origin?"
He extended a hand, and instantly, a spectral arm materialized above the Dragon City Ruins, stretching across the void for fifty kilometers to form a colossal, ethereal hand above the Stone Coffin.
"Boom!"
The spectral hand crashed down, smashing the airborne Stone Coffin into the city below.
A massive handprint, hundreds of meters long, appeared on the ground, sending dust and debris flying.
At the center of the crater left by the handprint stood a Yin Banner, supporting a swirling cloud of crimson mist.
At the banner's apex were nine skull heads, each with ruby-encrusted eyes. Each skull held a white banner in its jaws, the nine banners inscribed with mysterious scriptures.
Within the blood-red mist, the skull heads and white banners transformed into nine colossal skeletal figures.
As the ethereal hand descended, the Yin Banner and the nine skeletal figures shielded Li Weiyi, Yu'er, the Hidden Lord, Yao Qingxuan, and the three great masters of the Jiu Li Tribe.
Li Minong and the Great Priest of the Ink Sea stood within the Blood Mist, gazing up at the nine colossal skeletal figures that seemed to prop up the heavens.
Ancient Jiu Li incantations echoed in their ears.
They froze completely, tears welling in their eyes.
Their voices trembled as they whispered, "The Nine Emperors... Banner..."
The clan's sacred artifact, lost for a millennium, had reappeared in the world.
The two elders' gazes fell upon the cracked Stone Coffin at the center.
No longer caring for their own lives, their legs buckled, and they knelt in reverence.
They knew beyond doubt who lay within.
The entire Jiu Li Tribe had awaited this moment for a thousand years.
Their Leader had finally returned!
"The Jiu Li Tribe's Supreme Spiritual Artifact, the Nine Emperors Banner. Fascinating, truly fascinating!"
Qilin Zhuang vanished from his spot, streaking toward the Nine Emperors Banner and Stone Coffin a hundred miles away like a meteor.
"Qilin Zhuang!"
A cold shout echoed above the Dragon City Ruins.
A radiant Spiritual Light enveloped an aged figure as it descended through a fissure in the sky.
Zuoqiu Ran, the Ancestor of the Zuoqiu Sect's Confucian Dao, arrived first.
He hurled eight formation diagrams, transforming them into eight Formations to block Qilin Zhuang's path.
"Boom! Boom! Boom...'
Qilin Zhuang's overwhelming power shattered the eight formations as easily as tearing through paper.
With a single claw strike, he targeted the ninth formation.
This final formation, derived from a page of the Earth Book, combined a sea of characters with the formation itself.
When Qilin Zhuang's claw struck, ripples spread outward from the point of impact.
Behind the sea of characters, Zuoqiu Ran channeled his full power, his Spiritual Light blazing brighter than the sun.
Yet it was futile.
He could only watch helplessly as Qilin Zhuang's claw pierced through the formation inch by inch, advancing toward his heart.
Every Dao Seed Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivator in the Dragon City Ruins was forced to prostrate themselves under the oppressive Spiritual Light and Spiritual Qi emanating from the two combatants.
Immortal Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivators fared slightly better, but they still fled desperately into the distance.
"You think you can stop me? Even Zuoqiu Xuanming would retreat ten thousand miles at the sight of this venerable one."
Qilin Zhuang's claw tore through the final barrier.
The claw that struck out wasn't met by Zuoqiu Ran's heart, but by Patriarch Zhu's palm.
Patriarch Zhu had arrived just in time.
"Boom!"
Zuoqiu Ran unleashed a Palm Force Rune, and he and Patriarch Zhu stood shoulder to shoulder, bracing against Qilin Zhuang's overwhelming power.
Moments later, both were sent flying backward, crashing through countless ancient structures and landing dozens of miles away.
"Roar!"
Qilin Zhuang's cultivation stood at the pinnacle of the Transcendent realm, his aura vast and unparalleled.
His earth-shattering roar echoed through the subterranean space, like an invincible war god who slays gods and Buddhas alike.
The Sect Leader of the Thundercloud Sect descended into the upper level of the underground space, peering through the collapsed fissures at the Dragon City Ruins below and the Qilin Zhuang hovering above.
When Qilin Zhuang's fiery gaze locked onto him, he turned and fled.
Transcendent cultivators from the Demon Clan and the Rice Palace had also arrived underground, but none dared provoke this peerless fiend, knowing the weight carried by the name "Qilin Zhuang."
Qilin Zhuang turned his attention to the Nine Emperors Banner, which he had immobilized with his Intent and Spiritual Qi.
He extended a claw through the air, and five rivers of Spiritual Qi surged forth, attempting to seize the banner.
"Even in death, we must protect the Nine Emperors Banner!"
Li Minong, the Great Priest of the Ink Sea, and the Ancient Hidden Lord poured their full strength into the banner, channeling Spiritual Qi and Spiritual Light into it.
But their efforts were like ants trying to shake a tree, utterly futile against Qilin Zhuang's might.
Deathly mist surged from the Stone Coffin.
A hand emerged from the coffin, gripping the staff of the Nine Emperors Banner.
Li Weiyi knew there was no other choice but to flee to the Tanggu Sea.
His Psychic Power poured ceaselessly into the Dao Ancestor's Tai Chi Fish, clashing against the spatial forces here in an attempt to pull everyone into the Blood Mud Space.
But the spatial suppression from the depths was too powerful.
Blood streamed from his eyes as he strained to activate the Dao Ancestor's Tai Chi Fish.
Beside him, Yu'er watched with deep concern, biting her lip so hard she nearly cried.
"So it's just a corpse!"
Sensing the arrival of more Transcendent beings, Qilin Zhuang decided to end the battle quickly.
He swooped down, his five fingers spread wide, aiming to crush everyone beneath the Nine Emperors Banner - including the corpse in the coffin - with a single palm strike.
Even before his hand struck, the Blood Mist emitted by the Nine Emperors Banner was completely dispersed by the palm wind.
The three Jiu Li Tribe masters guarding Li Weiyi, Yu'er, the Hidden Lord, and Yao Qingxuan instantly had their skin burst open, their bodies flung in all directions, their fates uncertain.
Just as everyone believed Qilin Zhuang was about to annihilate the Jiu Li Tribe members with a single palm strike and seize their Supreme Spiritual Artifact, an extraordinary unusual aura erupted from the area.
Yu'er's pitiful, tearful expression instantly transformed into solemn resolve, as if a dormant soul within her had awakened.
Her eyes sharpened to an extreme, and her right hand formed a palm seal, unleashing a devastating strike.
The palm force was overwhelmingly powerful, as if capable of pushing the very heavens and earth.
A square-shaped Heaven-Turning Divine Seal materialized alongside her palm strike, towering like a mountain.
Inscribed on its base were ancient characters radiating boundless power.
This was not a construct of Spiritual Qi, but a manifestation of Heavenly Dao Harmony - a phenomenon arising from the convergence of mystical laws governing the universe.
"Boom!"
The two palm prints collided in a cataclysmic clash.
The Heaven-Turning Divine Seal and Yu'er's palm wind formed a protective barrier, shielding Li Weiyi and the others behind her from Qilin Zhuang's overwhelming force.
The colossal, golden-armored figure above stood in stark contrast to Yu'er's petite, delicate frame below.
Yet Yu'er stood firm, enduring Qilin Zhuang's full palm strike.
The Dragon City Ruins fell into an eerie silence, countless eyes fixed on the scene.
Zuoqiu Ran and Patriarch Zhu, who were rushing toward the area, froze in shock.
Their keen senses met, and their eyes exchanged a silent message: Yu Yaozi.
"Boom!"
Qilin Zhuang was sent flying backward, crashing down several miles away before quickly regaining his footing.
Yu'er gently tugged the Yellow Dragon Sword from Li Weiyi's grasp.
With a resonant clang, the blade soared through the air, covering the distance in an instant.
In a single, sweeping motion, she unleashed the Taiyi Opens the Sea Technique, slashing downward with devastating force.
"Splash!"
The Tai Yi Sea-Opening technique once again resonated with the Heavenly Dao Harmony, engulfing the Dragon City Ruins in a surging sea of light and shadow.
Waves churned and roared as the sea split in two.
Qilin Zhuang was forced back dozens of miles by the single strike.
He had never witnessed such a technique before, nor had he ever seen anyone wield such power with nothing but their physical body.
Even Zen Hai Guanwu's physical strength hadn't reached this level before she activated the Golden Body of Sixteen Feet Immortal technique.
His gaze locked on the small, sword-wielding figure emerging from the dust. With a thunderous roar, he demanded, "Who are you?"
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END OF CHAPTER
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