Facing the Demon Race

There was silence on the other end for a long time.

Li Weiyi seemed to understand. He slowly stood up, clasped his hands in a bow again, and sighed, "This disciple will definitely report this matter to the sect upon returning. Farewell!"

He opened the Insect Pouch, put away the Seven Phoenix Wing Moth Emperors, threw Heaven Spirit Cub into the gourd, turned around and left, wishing he had more legs.

"Whoosh!"

A chilling, biting wind arose from around the black figure, surging towards Li Weiyi and engulfing him from behind. Then, it pulled him towards the bottom of the sacrificial pit.

Li Weiyi reached for the note in his sleeve, but ultimately gave up and did not use the Divine Sword Talisman.

If the Divine Sword Talisman could kill this wandering soul, Yu Yaozi would have made him use it long ago.

Weightlessness, the world spinning.

After a long while, Li Weiyi fell to the ground with a thud.

He immediately rolled to his feet, holding a sword in one hand and a spear in the other, and surveyed his surroundings.

The gray fog here was so thick it turned inky black, and the power of death invaded the physical body, making it difficult for protective magic energy and spiritual light to resist.

The ground beneath my feet was full of cracks.

At the center of the crack was a corpse nailed to the ground, a rusty metal weapon piercing its heart. The gray mist emanating from the corpse's wound exuded a palpable aura of death.

At the same time, wisps of lightning flowed from the ancestral field of the corpse, emitting a faint light.

It's no surprise that it must be Ancestor Qin Yuan of the Lei Xiao Sect.

"Even after being dead for twenty thousand years, the power within the corpse has not completely vanished. How high must one's cultivation level have been in life?"

Just as this thought arose in Li Weiyi's mind.

The black figure reappeared, standing beside the corpse and the metal weapon, pointing to the ancestral field of the corpse. "Bring the Golden Sky Lei Seal and the Nine Heavens Thunder Strike Sword... back to the sect..."

Li Weiyi felt a powerful aura pressing down on him, but as Longevity Realm Martial Cultivator, he was able to resist. So, he carefully followed the instructions and walked over.

Once within a zhang (approximately 3.3 meters), Li Weiyi released lightning from his fingertip, striking the ancestral field of the corpse, from which he retrieved a golden lightning seal and an iron-bound book.

"No matter how strong he was in life, after dying for 20,000 years, his internal power has been almost completely dissipated, leaving him with only his imposing presence."

Li Weiyi did not find any Heavenly Pills or similar items in the ancestral field of the corpses, indicating that they had obviously dissipated. Moreover, the ancestral field had shrunk severely, leaving only a small Thunder Pool.

Logically speaking, a powerhouse of this caliber should possess ancestral fields as vast as lakes and seas.

Lei Xiao Sect has four thousand-character thunder seals, gold, red, green and purple.

Legend has it that the four seals combined form a Supreme Magic Tool.

After receiving the Golden Sky Lei Seal and the iron-bound book of the Nine Heavens Thunder Strike Sword, Li Weiyi clutched them tightly to his chest, tears welling in his eyes with emotion. He knelt down again, saying, "Ancestor, your disciple will take you home!"

"With your words, I can sleep peacefully."

The somber aura of the black figure vanished instantly, its body dissipating like clouds in the wind, disappearing into the gray mist.

Li Weiyi kept his word, gathering all his strength to pull the rusty weapon from the corpse's chest. It was too heavy; even with his current strength, he felt he couldn't wield it.

"It should also be a treasure."

After collecting the remains of the rusty soldier and Qin Yuan into his spatial bag, Li Weiyi quickly left and ran towards the ground.

He had originally planned to release the Seven Phoenix Wing Moth Emperors to search for some transcendent corpses or timeless treasures in the sacrificial pit, hoping to make a fortune.

Whether it was because the lost souls had dissipated or not, the eerie yin energy within the sacrificial pit erupted completely, and there was no longer any power to suppress it.

Some of these eerie and malevolent entities released an aura that reached the level of Great Longevity, completely transformed into ghostly flames.

Li Weiyi, wielding the Yellow Dragon Sword, charged forward, and before a strange Yin Sha of the Great Longevity level could catch up, he leaped back to the ground.

"Bang!"

The eerie Yin Sha with five heads was suppressed by the power of the sacrificial pit, let out a miserable cry, and fell back down.

Li Weiyi stood at the edge of the sacrificial pit, looking back down into the hazy gray mist, and muttered to himself, "After twenty thousand years of nurturing, it's no wonder that some terrifying monster has been born. How powerful was the Years Ruin Empress back then that she can still imprison them now? Great Palace Master, you were lying to me just now, weren't you?"

"Is there?"

Yu Yaozi's voice rang out.

Li Weiyi said, "If you can transmit your thoughts and intentions into the Blood Mud Space, you can definitely release your Psychic Power Spiritual Light. I know you want to test my courage."

Leaving the sacrificial pit, we can finally activate the Dao Ancestor Taiji Fish.

Li Weiyi sent Qin Yuan and the rusty weapon into the Blood Mud Space, asking Yu Yaozi to help investigate in case there were any hidden dangers.

"Inspection is permitted, but this weapon is mine," Yu Yaozi said.

Li Weiyi immediately realized that the weapon was extraordinary. "We were able to overcome this crisis entirely thanks to the Great Palace Master's guidance, so sharing some of the benefits with you is only fair. It seems many powerful figures are buried in the sacrificial pit; why don't we cooperate? I'll work harder searching, and the Great Palace Master can help deal with those strange and malevolent spirits."

Yu Yaozi's voice rang out. "Let's talk about it later, no rush. As long as we take over the Ancient Kingdom of the Years Ruin, everything here will be ours, right? There's no problem with Qin Yuan's remains."

"The Nine Heavens Thunder Strike Sword is a lost imperial technique of the Lei Xiao Sect. It's very suitable for you to cultivate; you can give it a try."

Before Li Weiyi could even look through it, he asked, "Swordsmanship?"

"Thunder Technique, a thunder technique based on the Lightning Strike Array, can truly unleash the power of the Lightning Strike Array. Legend has it that lightning is like a sword, unpredictable and ever-changing. Wherever the mind points, the sword light will follow. It is said that if one cultivates to the ninth level, one can kill the Martial Path Son of Heaven," said Yu Yaozi.

Li Weiyi pulled out a tin book and flipped through it. "Would you say I've gotten involved in karma?"

"What karma could you possibly have? Impersonating a disciple of the Lei Xiao Sect to steal the inheritance? Think about what Qin Yuan and the others came to the Ancient Kingdom of the Years Ruin back then." Yu Yaozi's mind was clear, unlike Li Weiyi's many distracting thoughts.

Li Weiyi made a decision in his heart and said, "Regardless of what he was like in life, whether it was a misunderstanding or not, now that I have obtained the Golden Sky Lei Seal and the Nine Heavens Thunder Strike Sword, I must fulfill my promise and send him back to the Lei Xiao Sect."

The city ruins surrounding the sacrificial pit were all shrouded in gray mist.

The group of Longevity Realm Martial Cultivator of the Dao Palace gathered at the edge of the gray fog, near the crater where Sheng Wulian and Li Weiyi had fought.

Wu Hongling stood gracefully on a huge rock, listening intently to the sounds coming from the sacrificial pit.

As the movements became increasingly subtle, her eyes flickered, and she let out a soft sigh.

Since learning that Li Weiyi's ancestral field destruction was a lie and that he had actually broken through to immortality, Wu Hongling was eagerly anticipating seeing him again.

In her eyes, Li Weiyi was an interesting person, and even more so, a prodigy with exceptional talent. Although Li Weiyi and Dao Palace had many grudges against each other, she just couldn't bring herself to hate them.

"The sacrificial pit has calmed down! Li Weiyi is definitely dead. No one can walk out of it alive." Zhen Xin, with his body covered in ice-blue light and tall stature, let out a loud and hearty laugh.

The Purple-clothed Woman gazed at the opposite bank of the water. From within the Netherworld Clouds, booming sounds echoed continuously, "The Taiyin Sect and the Netherworld of the Departed are attacking the Sentinel Spirit Army's stronghold. Should we intervene?"

Yu Baoyuan's expression turned solemn as he gently shook his head. "Luo Yinji's cultivation is so strong that even if Shouyi and I joined forces, we might not be able to defeat her. Not to mention, there's also the Four-eared Ghost Monkey Marquis?"

"That's right! Even the human race doesn't dare to get involved, so why should we get involved?" Yu Shouyi.

Yu Baoyuan suddenly stood up. "Let's go. It's a good thing that Sheng Wulian Hong Ling's <Life North Sea Map>."

This statement has a flattering connotation.

The reason why a powerful expert at the Peak Third Realm could win her favor was not only because Wu Hongling was exceptionally beautiful and had countless suitors in the Dao Palace, but more importantly because of her true disciple-level talent.

After his trials in the Ancient Kingdom of the Years Ruin are over, it's hard to say who is stronger between him and Wu Hongling.

"Clang!"

A piercing sword cry, accompanied by a high-pitched Dragon Roar, echoed from within the Sacrificial Pit Ten Thousand Tombs Area.

"It's Li Weiyi's aura! He's fighting with the powerful Demon Race guarding inside!"

"How is that possible? How could he have climbed out of the sacrificial pit? And if he did climb out, why didn't he secretly use the Provincial Governor's Official Robe's robe to teleport away?"

"Let's go take a look."

The group of Longevity Realm Martial Cultivator in the Dao Palace looked at each other in bewilderment, then used their movement techniques to rush over quickly. They were afraid that, like last time, they wouldn't even be able to catch a glimpse of Li Weiyi.

In the gray, deathly fog.

Li Weiyi stood proudly with his sword in hand, a demonic corpse tens of meters long lying at his feet, its bird head lying even further away.

Blood stained the land crimson.

With a single sword strike, a demonic bird at the third stage of the Longevity Realm was beheaded.

He then opened the storage bag and put the demon corpse inside, including a fourth-grade Thousand Character Artifact design.

Four powerful Demon Race, all in human form, surrounded the area, releasing their magical energy with all their might and activating the magical artifacts floating above their heads as they retreated with extreme tension.

At this moment, Li Weiyi was extremely composed, exuding confidence. This aura, coupled with the astonishing sword strike just now, was quite frightening.

"Whoosh!"

"Boom!"

All four magical artifacts were enveloped in a cloud of scriptures, gleaming brightly, their power shaking heaven and earth, as they attacked Li Weiyi from four different directions.

There was no dodge.

A thick, clear, celestial glow surged from the ancestral field, forming a protective barrier in front of Li Weiyi, blocking all four magical artifacts and suspending them in mid-air.

"He has broken through to the Great Longevity Realm!"

A Demon Race woman at the Peak Third Realm paled and was in a state of shock. She had never seen anyone below the Great Longevity who could withstand the attack of four heavy weapons with just their magical energy.

"Then let's use the Daoist arts bestowed by our Old Ancestor to kill him and avenge the Departed."

The other of the two Peak Third Realm present was a Demon Race man with a crane's head. He unfastened his magical cloud robe, revealing his muscular upper body.

Ripples of space appeared at the location of the ancestral field.

"Whoosh!"

After Li Weiyi blasted the four magical artifacts away, he broke through the Battle Intent lock of the four third-realm experts and moved like lightning past the Crane-headed Man at the Peak Third Realm.

A flash of sword light.

"Pfft!"

The protective runes on the Crane-headed Man's body only flashed for a moment before being torn apart, and his body flew away.

A thin line of blood appeared on the waist and abdomen, the body was severed, split in two.

The ancestral lands were destroyed.

With a deafening roar, the Azure Wind Dao Technique, bestowed upon him by a Demon Race Great Longevity, erupted from the ancestral field, instantly tearing the two corpses into pieces.

One after another, streaks of cyan wind blades flew uncontrollably in all directions.

Screams rang out one after another.

The three powerful Demon Race near the Crane-headed Man were a beat too slow to retreat and were all severely injured by this Great Longevity Technique.