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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 5: [Seeking Immortality in the Eastern Sea]
Volume 5 (Pinyin): [Dong Hai xun xian]
Chapter 75 (512): [The Fierce Wind and Sand of a Thousand Miles]
(75th of Volume 5)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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Li Weiyi wasn't certain if Long Ju and the two Barbarian Bandit Great Immortal Realm Experts had ever met Tang Shituo, but he assumed that even if they had, they wouldn't be familiar with him.
A mere 60-70% resemblance would be enough to terrify them out of their wits.
However, those who had cultivated to the Immortal Realm were all shrewd and wise, like Bai Hao, who remained completely unfazed by Tang Wanzhou and attacked with decisive force.
Therefore, Li Weiyi couldn't afford to give them any time to react or think.
As Long Ju's deafening roar echoed from miles away, the Big Phoenix's body shimmered with light, unleashing an aura of Transcendence.
Even as a fledgling, the Big Phoenix could emit an aura at the Immortal Realm level.
Now, it had naturally advanced even further.
This was its innate ability!
Aura possessed no physical power, but its deterrent effect on Martial-Mystic Cultivators grew exponentially with their cultivation level, capable of instilling deep-seated fear within them.
This was because they understood the terrifying power of Transcendents all too well.
As expected, the moment the Transcendental aura erupted, Long Ju and Tantai Jinyun's faces paled instantly.
Even Bai Hao, who had been attacking Tang Wanzhou, abruptly halted, his spear raised in hand, his expression a mix of shock and uncertainty.
Li Weiyi, clad in a loose black robe, stood tall and imposing, his long hair cascading down his back. His high, handsome nose and prominent brow ridges framed a face with the rugged, weathered features of a northern man.
He strode up the low mountain and immediately unfurled the imposing gray-black Thousand-Inscriptions Artifact Cloak of Tang Shituo from his back, hurling it miles away.
He couldn't lock onto his opponents with Willpower.
Nor could he afford to hesitate, giving them time to observe.
He simply aimed in their general direction, taking care to avoid Tang Wanzhou.
Long Ju, one of the top three powerhouses among the Transcendents of Dragon Sect and a renowned figure across the realm, had once accompanied Long Huitian to the Northern Territory and witnessed Tang Shituo's presence.
Under the influence of the Transcendent's Qi, the words "Lion-Taming King" flashed through his mind the moment he glanced across the miles.
His consciousness roared with a terrifying sense of impending doom, as if the heavens themselves were collapsing.
Before he could react, the gray-black cloak transformed into a cataclysmic gale, unleashing a monstrous roar that blanketed the sky.
Where the icy winds swept, rocks shattered and the earth turned to sand.
The Dragon-Headed Camel, raised by Tang Shituo for nearly a millennium, was a Demon King in its own right.
The power of its strike was unimaginable.
"Where the northern winds blow, the earth turns to sand! Flee! Tang Shituo is here!"
Long Ju, Tantai Jinyun, and Bai Hao trembled in terror, scattering in three different directions with instantaneous teleportation.
Tantai Jinyun, a Holy Spiritual Master, reacted a split second too slowly, lacking the swiftness of a Martial-Mystic Cultivator. Engulfed by the Thousand-Mile Wind and Sand Force, his Spiritual Light was extinguished, leaving behind only a skeleton.
Even the rare insect beneath him was reduced to Blood Mist and fragments of its carapace.
Bai Hao, being closer to Tang Wanzhou and outside the main path of the Thousand-Mile Wind and Sand Force, managed to escape.
Tang Wanzhou gazed at the vast expanse of sand-covered land before her, the biting wind stinging her skin. Her eyes drifted to the colossal figure standing atop a distant hillock, her mind momentarily blank before snapping back to focus.
With a swift movement, she teleported to the collapsed summit of the hillock, retrieving the Five-Dragon Jade Carriage into her Ancestral Field.
She then drew the Nine Heavens Dragon Pool Sword and sealed it within an formation diagram, suppressing its power.
In the chaos of the moment, Long Ju hadn't even had time to retrieve his sword.
Tang Wanzhou reunited with Li Weiyi, studying him for a moment.
"We need to move quickly. Long Ju and Bai Hao will soon realize they've been tricked and return."
If it truly was Tang Shituo, he would undoubtedly pursue them relentlessly, leaving them with virtually no chance of escape.
The four fled without pause, covering a thousand miles before stopping at the edge of a cliff strewn with massive boulders, only when they saw no pursuers behind them.
For now, they were safe.
Throughout their journey, Tang Wanzhou circulated her cultivation technique to refine the invading Spiritual Qi from her wounds.
After swallowing a Healing Pill, the paper-white pallor of her face gradually regained its color. A vibrant energy still radiated from her, her bright, perceptive eyes scrutinizing Li Weiyi, who remained in his Tang Shituo guise.
"It's nothing like him," Tang Wanzhou remarked, "It only managed to scare those three."
Tang Shituo could intimidate even a powerful Transcendent like Li Longshu without lifting a finger, let alone Long Ju and his companions.
Long Ju was a renowned powerhouse from the Mist Celestial era, a figure who had survived the Nether Realm Cataclysm millennia ago and witnessed the rise and fall of empires for centuries.
Li Weiyi dispelled the Transformation Technique, reverting to his true form, and sighed.
"What a waste! That was a strike from the Dragon-Headed Camel's power, yet Long Ju still managed to escape."
Tang Wanzhou gathered her lustrous, flowing black hair and secured it atop her head with a wooden hairpin.
"Fortunately, you acted decisively and kept your distance. Any more conversation, and you would have given yourself away. Old Man Tang never wastes a single word on enemies beneath the Transcendent realm."
"Moreover, that strike was executed with flawless precision. Had those three regained even a shred of rationality, they would have immediately seized me as a hostage. In that scenario, how could you have unleashed that power?"
"Martial-Mystic Cultivators in the Immortal Realm are extremely vigilant. Even if you possess a powerful trump card, you can't guarantee you'll harm them. They can instantly retreat to a safe distance. You've already done remarkably well!"
Zuoqiu Hongting arranged a concealment formation, planting Formation Flags in a circle while discreetly observing the two figures conversing ten steps away.
Countless questions swirled in her mind.
The Young Lord of the Northern Territory was renowned for her lofty pride. Even at the Dao Seed Realm, she spoke to Zuoqiu Ling of the Immortal Realm as an equal, her entire demeanor sharp as a drawn sword.
Yet standing beside Li Weiyi, that aloofness and sharpness vanished, replaced by a faint smile, as if greeting an old friend after a long separation.
The intimacy and harmony between them were subtle yet palpable.
Moreover, how had Tang Shituo's Thousand-Inscriptions Artifact Cloak ended up on Li Weiyi?
The cloak contained an Innate Dao Technique from the Dragon-Headed Camel.
Anyone who knew this would understand that storing such a Dao Technique would not only destroy a Thousand-Inscriptions Artifact but, more importantly, drain one's cultivation, causing a temporary decline in combat prowess that could take a decade to recover.
Even direct descendants might not receive such a protective treasure.
'My fiancé certainly knows how to keep secrets.'
Big Phoenix circled Tang Wanzhou, its movements joyous.
"You deserve the greatest credit for our escape today, Big Phoenix! This Essence Herb is yours - only yours!"
Tang Wanzhou stroked the Big Phoenix's colorful feathers that had settled on her shoulder, then retrieved a five-thousand-year-old Essence Herb and offered it to the creature.
From the Insect Pouch at Li Weiyi's waist, a head poked out, followed by a second, then a third...
Li Weiyi had no intention of competing with a rare insect for credit and secretly admired Tang Wanzhou's generosity.
"It absorbed a massive amount of Six-Clawed Immortal Dragon Qi and Immortal Dao Scripture to recover. It's still too weak to eat."
The Big Phoenix clutched the Essence Herb tightly, like a mother hen guarding her chicks, enveloping it with its feathered and membranous wings.
Tang Wanzhou turned to Li Weiyi: "Given our friendship, there's no need for polite formalities. What's the situation above? I heard the Nether Realm of the Dead's army has reached the East Sea, and all the Transcendents have gone to confront them?"
Li Weiyi immediately shared everything he knew.
Tang Wanzhou fell into deep thought, muttering to herself, "This is too dangerous. We need to leave the East Sea immediately. We're like insects trapped in a Cosmic Pouch; if it breaks, we'll all die here."
Li Weiyi nodded gravely, his own sense of urgency equally strong.
"What about the Great Immortal experts of the Lingxiao Realm's Human Race? Why are so many powerful beings hunting you?"
"The Great Immortal experts are fighting each other to the death over Life-Preserving Herbs and Burial Nether Artifacts left behind by the Ancient Immortals," Tang Wanzhou replied.
"How am I supposed to know why the Dragon Sect and the Three Island Barbarians, who everyone wants dead, suddenly showed up?"
Zuoqiu Hongting strolled over: "What's this Life-Preserving Herb? I've never heard of it."
"It's perfectly normal you haven't heard of it," Tang Wanzhou said, sizing her up, "Even This Sovereign hadn't heard of it before coming here."
She recalled the joyous scene of her engagement banquet with Li Weiyi at the Zuoqiu Sect, instantly recognizing her.
...
Led by Tang Wanzhou, the group traveled south, concealing their Qi and moving stealthily.
During their journey, Tang Wanzhou sensed Bai Hao's presence.
A dark shadow flew overhead, but she used a secret treasure to evade detection.
"Within ten years, this Sovereign will avenge this humiliation and personally slay those two," Tang Wanzhou vowe, "Facing Long Ju alone, I could have escaped, but with three of them cornering me from all sides, there was no escape, neither in the heavens nor on earth."
She had no intention of seeking revenge through the Great Immortal experts of the Northern Territory, driven instead by a fierce determination to overcome this challenge herself.
Moreover, she felt she had disgraced the Young Lord of the Northern Territory today and wanted to personally reclaim her honor.
The Immortal Tomb was a majestic, towering mountain composed of three-colored Spirit Soil, its central region collapsed inward.
From this collapsed area, radiant glows burst outward.
The ancient formations within the mountain had long been eroded by Transcendents.
The interior had been scoured repeatedly by Transcendents and Immortal Realm Great Powers.
Now, Dao Seed Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivators who had retreated here were entering the mountain again, digging for Blood Mud and Spiritual Soil.
Some patches of Spiritual Soil retained their full spiritual potency, worth ten Yongquan Coins per pound.
Spiritual Soil is often found alongside Immortal Soil. Unfortunately, the Transcendents and Immortal Realm Great Powers had already scoured the area, leaving only the deepest layers untouched.
Digging there would be a gamble.
"This place has been ransacked dozens of times," Tang Wanzhou said, standing several miles from the Immortal Tomb and gazing at it from afar, "All the burial goods, sacrificial remains, Nether Artifacts - even the stone steps and sculptures have been looted. There's no point wasting time here. Let's head to the Yu Jia Abyss!"
Li Weiyi stared at the tri-colored mountain, his heart pounding with awe.
He realized that Dao Seed Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivators had only tasted the dregs here, barely scratching the surface of the true treasures.
Deep within the mountain, he spotted Yin Jiu, Yin Shiyi, and their group.
He patted his Insect Pouch.
Second Phoenix's head poked out, conveying through Willpower, "The Immortal-Seeking Pearl isn't reacting strongly. They've cleaned this place out thoroughly. There's probably only a trace of Immortal Soil left."
The group moved southwest.
Tang Wanzhou explained, "The entire underground space is the burial ground of an Ancient Immortal. It's vast, forming its own subterranean world, and constantly shifting. If not for the Nine Dragon-Locking Pillars anchoring it, it would have sunk even deeper into the earth."
"After months of exploration and Formation-breaking by various Transcendents, they've thoroughly mapped this place. The Yu Jia Abyss remains the sole exception!"
This subterranean space wasn't infinitely vast.
Li Weiyi could now see the "boundary" in the distance.
At the horizon, the space vanished, replaced by towering, blue-brown cliffs and walls that stretched across the sky, dividing heaven and earth.
On the barren plains below, Martial-Mystic Cultivators and Demon Beasts had gathered, some brandishing powerful artifacts, others arranging Formations.
The Yu Jia Abyss lay near the cliffs, a vertical chasm with an opening over three hundred meters long and fifty to sixty meters wide.
Bitterly cold winds surged upward from its depths.
These winds carried razor-sharp wind blades and streams of Profound Ice Qi, forcing even Great Powers of the Immortal Realm to keep their distance, standing several kilometers away.
The abyss was named for the blood-red Demon scriptures left by Yu Jia at its edge.
The scripture's immense power deterred even the most formidable figures from the Calamity Crossing Temple and Rice Palace, who maintained a respectful distance.
Despite knowing that extraordinary treasures might lie within the abyss, none dared to venture in.
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