Nether Disciple

Li Songgu, clad in Black Robe and wearing a metal mask, his deep eyes gleaming in the night, sped along the east bank of the Sui River like a ghost.

He had just received news from the hermit in Donghai Longcheng about Li Weiyi's current situation and was feeling extremely gratified when two urgent emergencies followed one after another.

First came the warning from Zuoqiu Ling the evil Taiyin Sect had entered the southern territory, followed by the devastating news that the Tribal Mansion had been breached.

Jiu Li City is the capital of Lizhou.

The Cangli Tribe was the main tribe of the Nine Li.

The Tribal Mansion in Jiu Li City was breached by a Ghost Marquis who then fled. This humiliation is so great that the world will likely laugh at them, saying, "Without the Sui Sect and the Three Chen Palace to hold the fort, Jiu Li City is nothing more than the backyard of the departed spirits west of the Mang Mountain Range."

If we don't kill that Ghost Marquis and rescue the Fourth Jiu Li Tribe, the ancient prestige of the Jiuli tribe, which was finally restored due to the emergence of the Hidden Ancestor and the return of its leader, will inevitably be damaged.

What worried Li Songgu even more was whether this matter was related to that evil person from the Taiyin Sect.

According to Zuoqiu Ling, the Taiyin Sect could easily destroy a living realm with its strength, but fortunately, they are far enough away. Only by ensuring their demise can we deter them and force a reassessment of the consequences and costs.

Before long, Li Songgu had traveled more than 300 li and arrived at Blue Leaf Town, as described in the letter.

One-third of the Jiu Li Tribe's population lives along the banks of the Sui River, and over thousands of years, they have built many towns. Blue Leaf Town is a large market town with more than 100,000 people, and it is currently shrouded in night and the Light Veil the array.

"The fact that they chose a densely populated town as the location shows they knew I would be hesitant to act rashly and wouldn't dare to easily provoke a major battle at the Longevity Realm level."

Li Songgu's mind raced, and in a flash, he appeared outside the array of Light Veil at the town's entrance.

Looking around, strange noises came from the darkness.

A withered, rotting old corpse walked along the riverbank, its feet crunching on the dense reeds. A hoarse voice escaped its throat. "The letter said that to get your brother back, you must come alone. You brought too many people; you clearly don't care about your brother's life."

The Corpse General tossed a bloody, severed hand over, then said, "Your brother doesn't have many limbs; if you cut any more, they might not be enough! I'm giving you one last chance: get to Yao Pass within half an hour. If you don't make it, or if you're still bringing men, then go collect the corpse..."

"Bang!"

Unable to contain his rage, Li Songgu struck out with a palm from a distance, shattering the rotting corpse into pieces.

The remains all fell into the river.

The previous generation of Hidden Lord, "Shang Nantang" and "Old Zhuo," and the "Chief of the Shan Li Tribe" who was in charge of the Jiu Li Dao Academy, emerged from the riverbed and underground respectively to quickly discuss countermeasures.

Shang Nantang transmitted his voice in a deep voice. "Such cunning, the person behind it must undoubtedly be an evil member of the Taiyin Sect. I have already sent a message to the Cangli Chief and the Mo Hai Great Priest, but there is probably not enough time. There is only one way now: I will use my Disguise Art to go in your place."

The Old Zhuo, Tiger-like Deformed Humanoid Race, was tall and imposing. "If the other party is new to Lingxiao Shengjing, they certainly won't be familiar with you. Going to Nantang shouldn't be a problem. We'll hide twenty miles away and provide backup at any time. Even if the other party's cultivation is high, they won't be able to detect us."

Li Weiyi kept tracking, but the further he went, the farther away he got.

"If we go any further, we'll probably reach Yao Pass!"

Dozens of miles from Yao Pass, Second Phoenix suddenly turned west and flew towards the dark, gloomy Mang Mountain Range.

The Mang Mountain Range is vast and secluded, with towering peaks and countless large tombs scattered throughout.

Legend has it that in ancient times, the Martial Path Son of Heaven of Yingzhou would travel thousands of miles to bury themselves here in hopes of being resurrected.

This is because the Mang Mountain Range is near the Blood Sea Coffin Dock and the Departed Spirit Mist Domain, which are extremely Yin places in the world.

Beneath each mountain peak may lie the tomb of an Ancient Son of Heaven.

There is also a saying that the Mang Mountain Range is the root of the immortal Immortal Dao Dragon Vein of Yingzhou. After it was cut twice, the dragon vein became the Mang vein, and the Heaven and Earth Mana Qi of the entire Yingzhou was depleted. People could only gather around the Heaven Law Earth Spring to cultivate, and becoming an immortal became extremely difficult.

The Dragon Slaying Pass in Immortal Burial Town is said to be one of those cuts.

Of course, these are all legends. No Ancient Son of Heaven has ever been resurrected from the Mang Mountain Range, and for many years no Martial Path Son of Heaven has made a special trip to bury himself here.

Upon entering the Mang Mountain Range, a chilling atmosphere immediately greets you.

At the foot of each mountain peak, ancient steles, sacred paths, stone beasts, and memorial archways can be seen everywhere.

"Boom!"

A sudden surge of magical energy emanated from the mountains, creating Wind Force that seemed to cause the mountains to tremble.

Li Weiyi and Yao Qingxuan flew to the top of a mountain covered with red rocks. They saw that the ancient, desolate forest in the distance was shrouded in thick, dark ghostly clouds.

The chieftain of the Shan Li Tribe released a fat, boar-like worm named Junhou, which summoned ferocious insects from the underground tomb, and they fought fiercely with the spirits in the ghost clouds.

"Aww!"

The Old Zhuo was enveloped in the Longevity Scriptures. He let out a high-pitched tiger roar and unleashed a tiger claw technique, which collided with the large handprint of the Nether Disciple "E Luotuo" that was reaching towards Li Songgu.

Both of them were Great Longevity at the peak of the Fourth Realm.

Upon impact, the Longevity Scriptures exploded, forming bright circular ripples that spread outwards.

Even with the Old Zhuo's protection behind him, Li Songgu was instantly tossed aside like a scarecrow.

It turns out that Shang Nantang had disguised himself as Li Songgu and gone to Yao Pass when E Luotuo suddenly appeared and went straight for Li Songgu's true identity. Clearly, the plan to deceive the Nether Disciple with the Disguise Art had failed, and the enemy was extremely cunning.

It was Old Zhuo and the chieftain of the Shan Li Tribe who fought back bravely, retreating as they fought, and then retreating towards the Mang Mountain Range.

Their greatest advantage is their extreme familiarity with the geographical environment.

Once inside the Mang Mountain Range, one can summon the ferocious insects from the underground tomb complex to serve as a means to hold off the enemy while waiting for the Cangli Chief and the Mo Hai Great Priest, two powerful figures in the clan at the Seventh Realm.

E Luotuo was five feet tall, with short, thick limbs and a head covered in protrusions. After letting out a strange laugh, he wielded a tower-shaped Black Iron Magic Tool and unleashed a domineering strike.

Amidst the dense array of magical artifacts and scriptures, the Black Iron Mace transformed into a gigantic shadow hundreds of feet tall, forcing the Old Zhuo to stagger backward repeatedly. The magical arm guards on his arms shattered inch by inch, leaving them covered in blood.

"Boom!"

A mountain peak was struck, causing large sections of its cliff face to collapse, with boulders and trees falling continuously.

After the mountain collapsed, a flat, hundred-foot-high stone wall was exposed inside.

The stone wall is covered with ancient characters, neatly arranged, shimmering with eternal, undying rays of light.

As if he had anticipated this, Li Songgu tossed the Bronze Brush, which was of the eighth grade and the Thousand Character Artifact level, to Old Zhuo, and then rushed towards the mountain peak, entered the forest, and hid inside the complex formation.

Battles involving beings of the Great Longevity level are not something he can get involved in.

The old folks of the Jiu Li Tribe knew exactly which of the mountain tombs in the Mang Mountain Range were dangerous, which were empty, and which had complex formations.

"It's the Great Longevity Old Zhuo; I'm no match for him. We shouldn't act rashly; let's think of a way to save him first."

Yao Qingxuan's expression was solemn. He then looked at the two Ghost Lords who were restraining the Shan Li Tribe Leader. Their strength was also extremely powerful, clearly reaching the third realm.

Li Weiyi nodded slightly and released his mental power to perceive. Instantly, a light shone from his brow, spreading outwards like ripples as he searched for Li Songlin's aura.

Yao Qingxuan felt a headache coming on. He thought Li Weiyi's actions were rash. Once his mental power was released, he would expose himself. He wanted to stop him.

But then they discovered...

His Psychic Power Spiritual Light was surprisingly intense and refined, and he exuded a calmness and confidence.

Soon, Li Weiyi discovered the third battlefield forty miles away.

The two combatants were Shang Nantang, the previous generation's Hidden Lord, and a Great Saint Mind Master. Li Songlin's aura was also present there.

Li Weiyi did not rush over immediately, but instead released Qifeng first.

Qi Feng's body shrank, disappearing into the night in an instant.

The Second Phoenix, Three Phoenixes, and fourth phoenixes flew towards the two ghostly lords in the inky black ghostly clouds.

The moment Li Weiyi released his Psychic Power Spiritual Light, the Old Zhuo and E Luotuo, who were fighting, immediately sensed it and looked over.

In the distance, the mountain peak was illuminated by four-colored light, like a torch reaching to the sky, dazzling and radiant.

"Boom!"

A clap of thunder boomed, shattering the night sky and making it boil.

Li Weiyi transformed into a bolt of lightning and shot out from the mountaintop, instantly appearing above Old Zhuo and E Luotuo.

With his five fingers spread, the clear, radiant energy emanating from his palm transformed into a bright, shimmering cloud that enveloped and locked onto E Luotuo, giving him no chance to escape or dodge.

Amidst the clouds and mist, Heaven-Overturning Ancient Seal the size of a palace materialized.

The palm strike was powerful and heavy, pressing down.

E Luotuo felt a suffocating pressure, his eyes turned cold, and his magical energy surged wildly, all of it pouring into the Black Iron Mace of the pagoda.

The scriptures on the mace spread out in circles, releasing power and force, and slashed straight upwards.

"Boom!"

The Heaven-Overturning Ancient Seal crushed and distorted the giant shadow of the bronze mace and the scriptures, and then the force slammed down on E Luotuo.

E Luotuo groaned and retreated a hundred feet, knocking down ancient, desolate forests in his wake. Tree branches and wood chips flew behind him, and the Black Iron Mace in his hand trembled incessantly.

Fortunately, he was physically strong, and his magical artifacts and robes provided excellent defense, allowing him to withstand the attack without being seriously injured by Li Weiyi's palm strike.

"You..."

E Luotuo, with his short, thick legs, steadied himself and just realized that the newcomer was probably Li Weiyi.

But then, lightning flashed before his eyes. Li Weiyi's handsome figure, enveloped in purple lightning, had already arrived in front of him, and a phantom-like palm struck him heavily in the chest.

This palm strike is unpredictable, sometimes rising, sometimes falling, unpredictable.

It was powerful and domineering, like a blazing sun with boundless radiance crashing through, causing the air to crackle and pop.

E Luotuo reacted swiftly, possessing exceptional eyesight, breaking through the illusion to find the truth, and before the palm print could fall, he blocked the constantly spinning Black Iron Mace at his chest.

"Bang!"

The palms and maces collided, producing a deafening metallic clang.

E Luotuo was thrown back, blood spurting from his mouth and nose. His arm, holding the mace, was numb and powerless from the lightning emanating from Li Weiyi's palm. He cried out, "Li Weiyi is back! Quick... the hostage..."

As he uttered these words, E Luotuo activated a talisman on his body.

Instantly, his body was enveloped in Talisman Light.

Originally flung into the air, he used an uncanny movement to stop his backward flight, soaring into the sky and avoiding Li Weiyi's deadly third finger strike.

Then, he broke the sound barrier in mid-air and moved sideways.

With incredible speed, it rushed towards the Li Songlin, dozens of miles away.

E Luotuo heard the whistling wind in his ears, the mountains and forests receding continuously, his mind unsettled. He made up his mind to flee Lizhou immediately, and the Li Songlin became his human shield.

Li Weiyi raised his arm above his head, One Hundred and Eight Lightning Strike Arrays appeared around him.

With a wave of his arm, a giant purple Lightning Greatsword condensed within the formation and flew away, slicing through the mountains.

"Pfft!"

Several miles away, E Luotuo let out a miserable cry as his defenses were pierced by a sword, and his body crashed into the mountainside.

The Purple Lightning Greatsword pierced through his body, scorching him until his entire body was charred black.

The surrounding trees and rocks all caught fire and turned purplish-red.

At the mountaintop, Yao Qingxuan there, suffocated, completely stunned.

"The Great Longevity... couldn't even escape?"

Her mental state far surpasses that of martial artists of the same level; very few things can stir up any ripples in her heart.

At this moment, he felt completely detached from the outside world, and the image of Li Weiyi's disheveled state when he was ordered to clean the Nanqing Southern Clear Palace when he brought Li Weiyi to the Daojiao headquarters flashed through his mind.

Now that the tables have turned, she's worried about being retaliated against.

Old Zhuo and Li Songgu, who was hiding in the forest, were also dumbfounded and speechless for a long time.

The Old Zhuo was the first to react, shut his mouth, and prepared to go help the Shan Li Tribe Leader deal with the two ghost marquises.

I've just taken my first step.

However, they discovered that the Shan Li Tribe Leader, with the help of three Phoenix Wing Moth Emperors, had already blasted the two Ghost Lords apart, turning them into two clouds of ghosts.