A Distress Whistle

"Without enough time and moonlight, I'm worried that some of the Chun Silkworm will die if we suddenly change environments. Moreover, the other underworlds are far away, and communicating with the Holy Masters will become very troublesome," Chang Yujian said.

Qing Ziqin said, "Cultivating mental power is definitely best done in Chun City."

"In that case, let's go to that secret place the Ancient Years Clan mentioned for secluded cultivation."

Li Weiyi had long been the backbone, making the final decision.

He was the last person who wanted to leave.

The underworld of Chun City spans three thousand miles, and its resources are unparalleled. Even the sacrificial pits alone contain countless riches.

When the Ancient Years Clan brought the Chun Silkworm, they told them about a refuge. Tang Wanzhou gave the talisman for the refuge's formation to Li Weiyi when he left.

The reason we didn't go earlier was because we couldn't evacuate quietly; countless eyes were watching outside the base.

Things are different now!

After packing up, the four quietly left the camp.

The next day, the entire Sentinel Spirit Army encampment was razed to the ground by a group of powerful undead.

Another year has passed in the underworld.

In the western part of the city, which was not covered by the aura of the underworld, lies a mass burial ground on the outskirts.

"Aww!"

A Solomon's Seal plant, its body shimmering with scriptures, grew into a tiger-shaped body, over two meters long, with leaves and stems sprinkling with light. It ran at an extremely fast speed.

The tiger's roar was deafening, rushing into the depths of the burial grounds.

It is a 6,000-year-old herb that, for some unknown reason, has mastered cultivation techniques and can control magical artifacts.

Seven Phoenix Wing Moth Emperors pursued the attack from seven different directions.

"Don't let it escape into that deathly area, Fifth Brother, what are you doing? Stop it!" Great Phoenix shouted urgently.

"It won't escape."

The four phoenixes unleashed two bolts of lightning from their eyes, striking the tiger-shaped Huang Jing.

Five Phoenix unleashed her speed talent, drawing a dazzling streak of light, and severed one of the tiger-shaped Huang Jing's legs.

The tiger-shaped Solomon's seal plant crashed to the ground, roaring in grief and anger, and was surrounded by Seven Phoenix Wing Moth Emperors.

Then, the Medicinal Fragrance filled the air.

In the past year within the Netherworld, Li Weiyi only spent eight months in seclusion refining the Dragon Soul Origin Light. The rest of the time, he ventured out of the Netherworld and, under the guidance of Heaven Spirit Cub, ventured into various secret locations around Chun City to collect precious herbs.

The cultivation levels of the Seven Phoenix Wing Moth Emperors all advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching the Second Realm of the Longevity Realm.

The Great Phoenix, the Second Phoenix, and the Seventh Phoenix all reached the Second Realm Peak.

Li Weiyi, wielding the Staff Spear of All Things, slowly followed, releasing strands of psychic energy to probe the underground, searching for Ancient Relics.

A gray fog filled the air, and the stench of decay was thick.

The ground was littered with bones, broken weapons, and rusted artifacts; ruins and dark red soil lay everywhere. In some places, blood would seep out when stepped on, all telling the intruders that this place was treacherous.

On the Staff Spear of All Things, the Heaven Spirit Cub and the Earth Spirit Cub, one white and one black, grow side by side like twins.

The former had a bitter face, while the latter always had a happy smile.

"Call!"

A gust of cold wind blew by.

From the depths of the gray fog, figures emerged, wielding spears several times their height, their bodies ablaze with ghostly flames.

It is the ghostly army that transformed from the vanquished army of that ancient battle.

Li Weiyi was already used to it, and took out the Evil Camel Bell, shaking it gently.

"Splash! Splash..."

Four ancient, transcendent corpses, crafted into Battle Corpse Puppet, stood side by side, heading forward to drive away the Yin soldiers.

Their corpses were severely decomposed, with the bones exposed at the rotten parts. The Other Shore Heavenly Pill within them had dissipated, and the transcendent secret energy within their flesh and blood had also been severely lost.

Li Weiyi refined the stolen Ghost Pill and Corpse Pill into their bodies.

His skin was covered with Puppet Script.

After the ghostly soldiers were driven away, Li Weiyi stood on a barren hill, opened his Heavenly Eye, and gazed into the depths of the deathly aura. He saw a blood lake, in which floated a tiger corpse more than thirty meters long.

Even though it had been dead for 20,000 years, its body remained intact and its aura was still strong; only its tiger skin had lost its luster.

"Endless years have passed, yet the blood remains undiminished, still radiating intense heat. Forget it, even if there were truly any great treasures, they would surely have been taken by the Ancient Years Clan. This corpse is definitely in grave danger."

Li Weiyi quickly retreated, beckoning the Seven Phoenix Wing Moth Emperors to leave.

After consuming the tiger-shaped Solomon's seal, the four Five Phoenix shimmered with light, their bodies grew slightly longer, and they reached the Second Realm Peak.

Once Three Phoenixes and Six Phoenix have fully digested the essence of the medicine within their bodies, they will likely break through to a higher realm soon, which Li Weiyi couldn't help but secretly envy.

Although he can refine the Dragon Soul Origin Light to improve his cultivation at this stage, he needs to comprehend it and constantly understand it, transforming it into his own Dao.

In recent days, Li Weiyi has put aside his mental cultivation and devoted himself to refining the Dragon Soul Origin Light. He spent eight months refining two orbs.

However, it's still a little short of reaching the middle stage of the Second Realm.

The shortcoming lies in the need for self-synthesis and assimilation, to fully understand and integrate the Dao from the Ancient Immortal Dragon Skeleton that has been frantically absorbed. The more one absorbs, the more time is required to thoroughly study and understand it.

With a talent like Tang Wanzhou's, at the early stage of the Second Realm, he only needed to refine a ball of Dragon Soul Origin Light and cultivate the true scripture to reach the middle stage of the Second Realm.

It is evident that the accumulation required for Li Weiyi to reach each level is far greater than that of the Ancient Sect True Disciple.

This is the fundamental principle of overcoming adversity.

As we approached the edge of the mass burial area, the sound of the wind filled our ears.

Li Weiyi immediately stopped, listened carefully, and his eyes sharpened. "It's a distress whistle! 1,100 li outside the city... Could it be that Tang Wanzhou and the others have returned?"

"I don't know if it will be in time."

Without any hesitation, Li Weiyi took out the jade boat and, like a shooting star, soared away through the air.

At this point, who cares about concealing their whereabouts?

Time ticked by, the whistle sounding intermittently.

"It's Nangong!"

Two hundred miles away, Li Weiyi saw from high above the sky the bright and colorful clouds blooming on the dark earth in the distance.

Several figures moved rapidly across the ground, surrounding her from all directions.

Li Weiyi was secretly curious: Why had Nangong returned to Chun City, and where were the others from the Lesser Yang Division?

Nangong Baiyi was now covered in Blood Robe, his long hair disheveled, and his left arm hanging limply, clearly severed. With each step he took, he left a bloody footprint, as he desperately fled.

Magical artifacts kept flying in from behind and above.

Wisps of yin energy from the ground spread like vines, coiling around her legs. Once entangled, she would surely be captured by the Taiyin Sect experts chasing after her.

"Whoosh!"

Jingzhen held a black flagpole-like stick in each hand. With each use of her magic, she could catch up with Nangong and inflict new wounds on her.

Her back was a bloody mess, as if it had been pierced through.

Jingzhen has completely mastered Bai Chuan's physical body, the Longevity Golden Pill, and his magical energy, making them her own.

"Boom!"

Huo Tianming unleashed the Heavenly Tooth Battle Ring, narrowly slicing through Nangong's waist and abdomen. The battle ring spun and flew, landing on a cliff and causing the cliff wall to collapse.

He glanced at the distant sky and exclaimed, "It's Li Weiyi's jade boat!"

With agile movements, Nangong leaped onto the top of the cliff on a cloud of light. He glanced in the direction of the jade boat and his hope was rekindled. From his exhausted body, which had been depleted of magical energy, Jiuquan's magical power surged out at a speed he had never experienced before.

"They came so quickly."

Jingzhen wasn't surprised. She turned to Huo Tianming, Huangfu Song, and the others, saying, "I'll intercept Li Weiyi. You all need to act quickly and capture her alive. If you can get her to talk, you'll definitely be able to obtain the secrets of the Ancient Years Clan."

Huo Tianming grinned lewdly, "Haha, the so-called number one beauty of the Holy Temple Realm, the long-legged Nangong, I haven't even seen what she looks like yet. She must be captured alive."

"It's very strange that she rushed back to Chun City from the border. What was she doing at the border? And why did she return to Chun City?"

Huangfu Song's cultivation had reached the Peak Third Realm. He activated his nine-foot-long spear, transforming it into a Yin Ghost Chi Python, accompanied by the River of Scriptures.

The spear and the dragon-like creature slithered past, sending the rapidly moving Nangong flying backward.

"Whoosh!"

Li Weiyi had arrived thirty miles away, standing upright on the bow of the ship, his fingers raised above his head, and One Hundred and Eight Lightning Strike Arrays appeared around him.

After practicing the imperial technique "Nine Heavens Thunder Strike Sword", the 108 lightning beams became much thicker.

The reason why Yu Yaozi said that he was very suitable to cultivate this technique was because...

This is because the power of the Nine Heavens Thunder Strike Sword is closely related to the Lightning Strike Array. As long as one masters the Lightning Strike Array, one can easily master the sword technique.

Only by mastering the Thirty-Six Lightning Strike Array can one cultivate the first level.

The Seventy-two Lightning Strike Arrays can be cultivated to the second and third levels.

The One Hundred and Eight Lightning Strike Arrays can be cultivated to the fourth, fifth, and sixth levels.

To cultivate a higher level of the Thunderstrike Sword, one must absorb more powerful lightning in order to forge it.

Li Weiyi used One Hundred and Eight Lightning Strike Arrays, creating a magnificent display of wind and thunder, pointing towards the heavens.

A deafening roar followed.

A bright streak of lightning, like a zigzag celestial sword, streaked across the sky.

The very tip of the electric spark, shaped like a sword, was blazing and sharp, extending towards Huangfu Song in the distance.

On the cliff, Huangfu Song made a claw with his five fingers and reached out towards Nangong. Sensing danger, he immediately used his movement technique to dodge.

"Crack!"

But then, the lightning flashed and the sword struck his chest again.

His golden Magic Tool Battle Robe, covered in dense defensive runes, was struck by a sword and forced him backward, missing a golden opportunity to capture Nangong.

"Is this lightning magic? Swordsmanship?"

Huangfu Song became alert, realizing that the distance was too great and the power of the lightning was weakened, which was why he hadn't been injured.

The jade boat flew within ten miles and then swooped down, cutting through the wind.

Li Weiyi met Jingzhen's Jingzhen, both of them filled with killing intent. He clasped his hands together, forming a sword-shaped hand seal, and the One Hundred and Eight Lightning Strike Arrays around him transformed into a rain of lightning swords that flew out.

Like a river of lightning, or like ten thousand swords flying in unison.

Jingzhen frowned, surprised that Li Weiyi could wield lightning magic so skillfully. Knowing that he must have made further progress in the past year, she dared not let her guard down.

"Splash!"

He swung the flag with his right hand, and an attack formation appeared on the wide flag.

With his left hand, he planted another Battle Flag in the ground. The black flag fluttered in the wind, and a circular defensive Formation Disk appeared.

With one attack and one defense, they blocked the incoming lightning swords.

But then, Li Weiyi transformed into Purple Mist Light Cluster and teleported to the cliff behind him. He strode forward, grabbed the swaying Nangong with one hand, and unleashed a burst of clear light with one palm, blasting away the Heavenly Tooth Battle Ring that Huo Tianming had brought from afar.

"I'll fight you. Who's going to step forward and die first?"

The sound echoed through the mountains below the cliff.