Chapter 681 The Power of a Daoist Successor
All the magical artifacts and Taoist spells that flew into the tower were swept away before they even got close to the swastika mark.
The array plate of the seven-tiered pagoda began to twist from the middle.
The moment the swastika symbol fell, it shattered into pieces with a loud bang. The seven people inside the tower were blasted in seven different directions, crashing to the ground.
The other party came specifically tonight, how could Li Weiyi let them get away with it?
"Swish! Swish!"
The eighth and ninth paths, two mysterious powerhouses whose cultivation had reached the fourth realm, also wore Blood-Soaked Demon Armor and silver masks, instantly traversing a distance of a hundred feet.
"boom!"
Li Weiyi unleashed both palms simultaneously, clashing with the two of them at the same time.
These two are the strongest individuals from two medium-sized life realms in the Chaos Zone. Their talent and innate ability to cultivate to this level within a hundred years speak for themselves.
No one knew that Li Weiyi had transcended a great realm and fought two opponents alone.
While in seclusion in Chun City, aided by the Netherworld and the Chun Silkworm, he refined eight clusters of Dragon Soul Source Light, bringing him within striking distance of the peak of the third realm. That crucial step, however, had nothing to do with the Dragon Soul Source Light itself; he needed to integrate all his Daoist techniques into his body during battle to achieve the fastest possible breakthrough.
"Slap! Slap!"
Li Weiyi unleashed a tremendous force with both arms, forcing the two men to retreat continuously. With each step back, the street beneath their feet, along with the array and stone slabs, shattered with a deafening roar.
After being pushed back dozens of feet, the two finally regained their footing when their hands felt lighter.
With their other hands, one clenched a fist and the other a finger, they were about to strike Li Weiyi's chest and Zu Tian.
Li Weiyi reacted with lightning speed, grabbing one of the men's wrists and whipping him up like a whip, then slamming him heavily to the ground.
The stone slabs on the ground shattered with a cracking sound as his body sank into the pit, letting out a muffled scream as blood flowed from his mouth and nose.
"Bang!"
Immediately afterwards, he kicked out a jade cauldron of light, sending the fourth-realm expert who had attacked with a flick of his finger flying a hundred feet away. His body crashed into the wall of a tall courtyard, stuck to the array's light veil for a moment, before finally falling to the ground.
His body was covered in blood-red scriptures, and he rolled over to his feet, trying to escape.
"Sizzle!"
Li Weiyi transformed into a bolt of lightning, instantly catching up with him.
The fourth-realm expert reacted swiftly, using the escape power of the Blood Floating Demon Armor to break through the ground formation and plunge into the earth.
"boom!"
Li Wei struck the ground with his palm, and the street's defensive formation shattered in an instant.
The force of his palm transformed into layers of vibrating ripples that surged into the ground.
The next instant, the fourth-realm expert was dragged out of the ground by Li Weiyi, who shattered his defenses with punch after punch.
More than nine thousand blood-red scriptures fell off the skin and flew back to the Buddha infant pattern on the abdomen of the soft armor.
"Stop fighting... I admit defeat..." the fourth-realm expert said, choking on blood.
"Admit defeat? You think this is a children's fight?"
After Li Weiyi refused, she struck him on the head, knocking him unconscious but not killing him. She then noticed a pair of terrifying eyes watching her intently.
Standing up, Li Weiyi looked behind her.
They discovered that the other eight people had all escaped without a trace and disappeared into the darkness, with powerful figures coming to their aid.
The Chang family, along with all the young martial artists in the Immortal Forest, fell into a deathly silence, with countless eyes fixed on him.
Different people have different feelings and thoughts.
After a long while, a celestial being whispered, "The Southern Dragon is heading north to the Capital of Leisure... What kind of storm will the Capital of Leisure be stirred up next!"
Immediately, the heated discussion made Xianlin increasingly noisy.
"This is the strength of the successor of the Crown Prince's Daoist arts. No wonder he is so renowned throughout the world. It is as if the older generation had foreseen this long ago."
"Who do you think is stronger, Li Weiyi or Shan Xianzhi?"
"This battle for immortality across a hundred realms will be an unprecedented and fierce contest! If Li Weiyi can pull through, we will witness a miracle comparable to ancient legends."
...
Previously, Fei Yeyan and Wang Huo, who wanted to challenge Li Weiyi, led the Fei Clan and Xuan Shen Sect disciples away from Xianlin like a tide, but unexpectedly became a laughing stock.
Wenren Tinghai's face was grim, his murderous aura emanating from within, as if he were about to erupt from his calm and transform into a bloodthirsty demon.
He wasn't unprepared for the possibility that Li Weiyi had already broken through to a higher realm, but he hadn't expected that even a seven-level pagoda couldn't fathom Li Weiyi's true strength.
"Is this his strength?" Qiu Qu's face turned pale. Facing such an enemy after the New Year was truly terrifying.
Wenren Tinghai said, "No, you haven't seen his strength yet!"
The members of the Chang family all walked toward Li Weiyi, their expressions complex.
Because they are friends now, but enemies in the future.
Changyu Sword clearly realized that there was absolutely no chance of persuading Li Weiyi to secretly surrender or not participate in the Longevity Contest. She returned the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal and remained silent.
Chang Qu removed the mask from the unconscious fourth-realm prodigy on the ground: "He is Shen Jian, the strongest in the Cloud Ruins Realm of the Chaos Zone."
After putting away the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal, Li Weiyi squatted down and removed the Blood Floating Demon Armor from Shen Jian's body. Then, he searched through Shen Jian's possessions, including his bag, ornaments, and magical artifacts.
This scene made many people frown, feeling that it was inconsistent with the strong demeanor he had previously displayed.
Wenren Tinghai, Shan Xianzhi, Qiu Qu and others walked out of the Xianlin gate and hurried over.
Li Weiyi glanced at them out of the corner of his eye, then condensed a death flame and tapped it into Chen Jian's forehead with his finger.
Wenren Tinghai's laughter echoed from afar: "Brother Weiyi, since we parted ways in the Ancient Kingdom of Time Ruins, your cultivation has improved so much that I am quite envious. Planting the Death Spirit Fire is useless; a great figure from the Demon Kingdom can help him refine it."
"Does the third-ranked scholar mean to kill him directly? Then so be it. I originally wanted to spare his life," Li Weiyi said earnestly.
Wenren Tinghai's smile froze, and he quickly stopped him. If he took the blame, he would offend many people: "Brother Weiyi, don't harm me. Shen Jian is backed by a billion-follower sect. His grandmother is an extremely protective transcendent being who is already preparing to rush to the Holy Temple Realm to fight against the army of the dead. There are also transcendent beings watching in the dark. We can't let anyone die."
"Moreover, this group of mysterious people led by Shen Jian might be people sent by some faction in the Demon Kingdom to probe your background. If you kill him, your friend might be unhappy."
As he said this, Wenren Tinghai glanced at Changyu Sword, then smiled and boarded the carriage to leave.
After getting into the car, his expression suddenly darkened, and he didn't know how to unleash the anger in his chest.
Shan Xianzhi clasped his hands together and bowed to Li Weiyi, whispered something to her, and then left with the Wenren family's convoy.
"What the hell do you mean, Wen Gou? Are you someone sent by our Chang family?" The martial arts fanatic from the Chang family roared angrily, unafraid of the other party's status and strength as a third-place scholar.
The Wenren family's convoy turned the corner and disappeared from sight.
The darkness that had enveloped the city has completely dissipated.
"What did Shan Xianzhi say?" Zuoqiu Hongting asked curiously.
Li Weiyi had nothing to hide: "He said he was staying at the Zhongmiao Nunnery on the outskirts of Xiaoyao Capital, waiting for me to come and discuss Buddhism. It didn't sound like a place where monks lived..."
"Monster cave."
Chang Yuqing said coldly.
Zuoqiu Hongting said, "Do you still remember the Six Thoughts Zen Temple in Lingxiao City? Zen Master Six Thoughts is one of the few male monks in Zhongmiao Nunnery. This Shan Xianzhi is really strange, seemingly righteous but not righteous, seemingly evil but not evil, making him unfathomable."
"To make your strength unfathomable, you only need a high enough cultivation level. If even he himself is unfathomable, then you need to be three times more powerful," Changyu Sword said.
Changzhi appeared before everyone, her gaze shifting to Li Weiyi: "I just received a message from the Sentinel Army that an old fellow from the Taiyin Sect whose lifespan is nearing its end is on his way to Xiaoyao Capital. He may have already arrived at Night Demon City. I don't know his cultivation level."
"Is the target me?" Li Weiyi asked.
Chang Zhi said, "Perhaps it's not just you! The Taiyin Sect and the Netherworld of the Dead often launch 'sniping' operations, specifically targeting human beings with extraordinary potential for immortality. In the past, during some of the sixty-year-old succession ceremonies, there have been bloody incidents of potential immortal beings being assassinated one after another. They have made the habitats responsible for protecting potential immortal beings look like a mess."
"After that, the results announcement ceremony was held in rotation in five large habitats."
There are six large habitats, the sixth of which is the Yin Realm deep within the Netherworld of the Dead.
This year, the Demon Kingdom is the organizer and must ensure the safety of the Longevity Realm martial artists who have come from various habitats. Before the competition, any unexplained and tragic death will be severely punished, and could even become a weapon in the court's attacks.
Changyu Sword said, "Brother Weiyi, after this commotion, countless eyes are watching you in the dark. Come with us to the Chang family first! I promise you that no matter when you leave, the Chang family will cover your departure without a sound."
Escorted by Chang Zhi, the seven carriages of the Chang family drove out of the city, piercing the night, and headed towards Xiaoyaojing, a thousand miles away.
This time, Li Weiyi and Zuoqiu Hongting rode together.
Chen Jian, who was lying on the floor of the carriage, had already woken up, but did not open his eyes, secretly breaking the seal of the Nine Springs within his body.
Li Weiyi had been studying the Blood Floating Demon Armor the whole way, showing no joy after the great victory; instead, his heart became even heavier.
Previously, although the seven-tiered pagoda was shattered, the Blood Pagoda Demon Armor was too strong, and it did not harm the seven people inside at all. Even Shen Jian, after being captured, had to use seven or eight punches to disperse the more than nine thousand blood-colored scriptures.
Moreover, the entire seven-tiered pagoda is populated by people who have reached the third stage of immortality.
If the Demon Kingdom had not been testing and probing, but rather intending to kill, and had instead involved Shen Jian and his companion from the outset in forming the Nine-Level Pagoda, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
What if the people who preside over the nine-story pagoda are Wenren Tinghai, Shanxianzhi, and Guzhenxiang?
Furthermore, does the Demon Kingdom really only have nine Blood-Soaked Demon Armors?
Zuoqiu Hongting asked, "How's the research going?"
Li Weiyi gently shook her head.
“I’ve come up with a solution,” Zuoqiu Hongting said with a smug smile, raising her fair chin.
Li Weiyi glanced at Shen Jian, who was lying face down on the ground, and asked, "I knew it. Two heads are always better than one. Tell me quickly."
Shen Jian's ears perked up, and he stopped trying to break the seal.
Zuoqiu Hongting said, "When you cast that swastika mark earlier, I noticed that the seven people in the tower had subtle changes in their expressions, and their eyes were trying hard to concentrate, as if they had been attacked by some kind of mental attack. It was in this state that their control over the formation weakened, and you broke it with one palm."
"If I'm not mistaken, your palm print contains a mental attack, right? The Blood Floating Demon Armor might be relatively weak in mental defense."
"It's even possible that during the forging process, it was originally designed to be a 'swastika' artifact. However, it was found to be too powerful, so this flaw was deliberately left, resulting in the loss of several hundred inscriptions."
Li Weiyi's eyes lit up, secretly admiring Zuoqiu Hongting's keen insight. He hadn't noticed this at all while standing behind the dazzling golden swastika mark.
"He was awake a long time ago and heard things he shouldn't have heard. To silence him?" Zuoqiu Hongting suddenly said.
(End of this chapter)
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