Chapter 2615 - 2613: Primordial Spirit for Life

Chapter 2615: Chapter 2613: Primordial Spirit for Life

This fan is exactly the Kunyu Treasure Fan given by the Kunpeng Ancestor. Although the Kunpeng Ancestor is a Semi-Saint, he is still associated with the word ’Saint’.

Once this fan is used, it can perfectly suppress the Nine Curves Yellow River Formation.

Daoist Lu Ya laughed disdainfully, "Little child of Cloudy Sky, whatever skills you have, feel free to use them!"

Lin Yingying, standing at the formation eye, glared angrily. This formation, with flying sand and stones, harms and demoralizes with wind and sand.

But its biggest weakness is its fear of strong winds.

Once the wind blows, the evil aura disperses, rendering it useless in trapping anything.

Daoist Lu Ya waved the fan a few more times, causing the formation flags of the Nine Curves Yellow River Formation to fly away one by one.

The surrounding haze of the formation instantly cleared up brightly.

Daoist Lu Ya stroked his beard and laughed, "I told you, times have changed, this formation of yours is useless!"

"You old crow!"

Lin Yingying cursed angrily and summoned the Primordial Unity Gold Cauldron in her hand, ready to trap Daoist Lu Ya inside.

Long Fei, on the side, smiled faintly and said, "Daoist Lu Ya, have you ever heard of the Slaying Immortal Great Formation?"

Daoist Lu Ya’s heart skipped a beat, suddenly sensing the Sword Qi fluctuating in four directions.

Without a second thought due to his cultivation level, he transformed into a golden light and tried to flee.

But before him, a circle of golden light suddenly appeared, revealing four golden high walls.

Each golden wall had a treasure sword emitting immense murderous aura hanging on it.

In panic, he yelled at Long Fei, "You dare to plot against this old man!"

He didn’t expect that the Nine Curves Yellow River Formation was merely a bait, with the true slaughter formation hidden within it.

There is a formation within the formation; this Slaying Immortal Formation is where Long Fei places his reliance.

"In terms of plotting, how can I compare to you, senior?"

Long Fei stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Daoist Lu Ya as if he were watching a bird in a cage. "When the killing tribulation arrives, everyone below a Saint suffers from killing tribulation. After taking the lives of so many high disciples of the Sect of Severance, did you ever think of today’s retribution?"

Daoist Lu Ya’s face turned iron-blue, "It was the Sky-reaching Daoist who harmed me!"

Long Fei replied calmly, "You’ve only brought this upon yourself!"

He raised his hand and pointed, the four Slaying Immortal Divine Swords moved simultaneously, transforming into four streams of sword light that enveloped Daoist Lu Ya.

The Sword Qi soared to the heavens, threatening and overwhelming.

Once in motion, it drained the brilliance from the wind and clouds above the Yellow River.

Every slash created by the sword left dark silhouettes across the void, as if a transparent white cloth kept being sliced open by this Sword Qi.

Daoist Lu Ya, after all, is the son of Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the essence of the sun, transforming into a sun darting swiftly within the formation.

How rapid is the light of the sun?

Simultaneously, the blazing light shone in all directions, attempting to tear open the Slaying Immortal Formation Diagram and escape.

However, this Slaying Immortal Formation Diagram, renowned as the greatest slaughter formation in the Three Realms, required the combined efforts of four saints to break it open.

As an uncut Daoist, how could he break through this formation?

After just one breath, the Sword Qi enveloped him, depleting most of his essence.

Daoist Lu Ya felt death looming over him and kept shouting inside, "Emperor, spare my life, I am willing to join your faction."

Long Fei smirked, "With what virtues and abilities could a junior control you? This slaughter tribulation began with you. Now, with your name on the Investiture of the Gods list, you have answered to destiny."

Inside the formation, Daoist Lu Ya shouted in urgency, "Kunpeng you old thing, why have you stopped the last bow?"

Far away in the Northern Dark, the Kunpeng ancestor bowed once more to an ancient book, dense and dark, filled with a sinister aura.

On this book, there was a straw doll.

On the straw doll, an oil lamp was situated above and below.

The ancient book had the words "Long Fei" written on it.

The Kunpeng ancestor held an arrow feather and stabbed it fiercely into the straw man.

Long Fei’s Primordial Spirit shook violently, suddenly dissolving into the Divine Sea, dispersing into golden light outside his body.

The massive wave of divine power instantly tore apart his physical body, shattering it like an eggshell, despite his near-Great Witch breakthrough.

Lin Yingying shrieked in shock beside him, "What, what’s happening?"

The Slaying Immortal Great Formation surged with waves, and the golden light radiated brilliantly from Daoist Lu Ya, who tried his utmost to break out from within.

Yet the formation was surrounded by Long Fei’s Blood Qi, using essence blood to power the formation and block Daoist Lu Ya.

Long Fei sat cross-legged in mid-air, a wry smile at the corner of his mouth, "The Seven-Arrow Book with Nail Head indeed lives up to its reputation."

Inside the formation, Daoist Lu Ya was full of shock, "You, how are you not dead?"

Long Fei sighed softly, "Not dead yet, but before I die, I’ll settle with you. That won’t be a wrongful end for me!"

"Kunpeng, help me!"

Amidst the Sword Qi, Lu Ya almost shouted, but the Kunpeng remained hidden in the Northern Dark and did not appear.

His last trace of golden light was shattered by the four streams of Slaying Immortal Sword Qi, scattering into golden light.

There was an anomaly in the heavens; even the Taihua’s Light in the sky trembled violently.

Streams of light rain soared into the sky, transforming into energies that returned to the Heavenly Dao.

Inside the formation diagram, Golden Crow Essence Blood overflowed, which Long Fei swallowed entirely into his body in one go.

He took up the Immortal-Slaying Gourd and entered into the Slaying Immortal Formation Diagram with Lin Yingying to heal.

On the verge of tears, Lin Yingying said, "Are you all right or not?"

Long Fei smiled and reassured her, "I won’t die just yet, but my Primordial Spirit is shattered. Even against a Semi-Saint, one must accept it."

The Profound Immortal Primordial Spirit he painstakingly cultivated had now been shattered by the Seven-Arrow Book with Nail Head.

This book is a secret art of the Witch Tribe; although Long Fei predicted this tribulation, he could not resist it.

Lin Yingying sat by his side, feeling at a loss, not knowing how to help him.

She just felt an emptiness in her heart, feeling very sorry for Long Fei.

She knew that Long Fei used his Primordial Spirit to avenge her older brother’s hatred.

This battle ended with far too much tragic victory.

Long Fei continued to consume potent pills and peaches to repair the injuries to his physical body, paying no mind to the issue of Primordial Spirit.

He had initially embarked on the path of cultivating both Primordial Spirit and physical body simultaneously, and the truth proved that this road was not easy.

Either the physical body represses the Primordial Spirit, or the Primordial Spirit represses the physical body.

The higher he progressed, the more significant the conflict between the two.

There is no way to have both benefits in the world at his level of practice.

One must either give up the Primordial Spirit or give up the physical body.

He had anticipated the outcome long ago and ultimately chose to forsake the Primordial Spirit, focusing on mastering the physical body.

Even without the Primordial Spirit, his Twelve Ancestral Witch Bloodline could still channel the Heavenly Earth Force.

After the Primordial Spirit shattered in the Divine Sea, his physical body felt relieved and liberated, like a divine cultivator shedding his body’s shackles.

Lin Yingying attended to him carefully by his side, staying in the formation for four or five days, expending untold amounts of treasured resources before Long Fei finally opened his eyes.

His Primordial Spirit burst, and for others, it would have likely resulted in both body and soul vanishing.

The power of a Profound Immortal Realm’s Primordial Spirit is unfathomable.

This time, the severe injuries to his physical body were the first he had sustained since attaining his Dao.