Longzang

Chapter 207 Missed
It's quiet at night.

Wei Yuan fled into the Netherworld, ultimately missing out on a drop of great fortune.

Wei Yuan wasn't afraid, but he had no choice. Just after dinner, Ji Liuli suddenly arrived. After a thorough examination, he felt that Wei Yuan's foundation was currently unstable, containing too many miscellaneous elements that were hindering his cultivation progress. Therefore, Ji Liuli solemnly warned Wei Yuan to stop engaging in such unnecessary activities, otherwise he would have to undergo foundation refining again.

Wei Yuan had no choice but to agree. Seeing that he was cooperative, Ji Liuli gave him a five-story pagoda. This pagoda was the one she had taken from Wei Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness. It was originally a very simple three-story pagoda, but now it had become a five-story pagoda with a roof, eaves, and windows, and it was already a small pagoda with the initial power of suppression. According to the standards of the Taichu Palace, this pagoda could be included in the foundation on its own.

With this model in mind, Wei Yuan subsequently built five-fold Zhenfan Towers, which greatly increased their power.

Before leaving, Ji Liuli took out the butterfly dagger and said that the formation had been engraved. However, the dagger was of too high a grade, so the formation could not be preserved for long, only for one hour.

There was no other way. After obtaining the short blade, Wei Yuan didn't dare to delay for a moment and turned to enter the Netherworld.

Although the luck is good, the magic weapon-level Butterfly Twin Blades are obviously more valuable. There is no need to hesitate about which one to choose, especially with the senior sister standing next to her with a bright look in her eyes.

However, choosing one of the two will always leave some regrets. The moment he entered the Netherworld, Wei Yuan sighed in his heart, "Maybe one day when I grow up, I can have both of them?"
When Wei Yuan opened his eyes, he was surrounded by complete darkness.

He had anticipated this; after all, this place was hundreds of feet underground. Before leaving last time, Wei Yuan dug nearly a hundred feet underground in one go, creating a small space deep underground and leaving a mark, before returning the same way. He filled in the soil as he went, finally returning to the surface and setting up a series of traps.

If the priestess tracks her down, she will most likely trigger the trap, and the explosion will destroy all traces. The mark is now hidden deep underground and is difficult to detect.

As for the mark that the witch sensed, it was actually Wei Yuan who took a bit of the mark's aura and placed it in the array, which was only two zhang deep from the ground.

This time, Wei Yuan's return was indeed undisturbed. He changed direction, digging horizontally first and then upwards, finally returning to the surface half an hour later. Wei Yuan filled in the gaps as he dug, sealing off the passage to the surface.

Once on the ground, he looked around. All was silent, without a sound. Not far away was a forest, filled with twisted, withered trees, devoid of leaves. Yet, these trees all seemed to possess life; he wondered how they had survived in this world.

Wei Yuan entered the woods, threw the butterfly dagger on the ground, and then used the Shadow Concealment technique to hide himself.

The butterfly dagger twitched, then twitched again, and seeing that there was no movement around it, it suddenly jumped up and looked around. But just as it was about to fly away, it suddenly turned and crashed directly into a large tree, pinning itself inside.

A long branch stretched down from the tree, wrapped around the short blade, pulled it out, and then threw it forcefully out of the woods.

The short blade seemed to let out a whimper, tumbled a few times on the ground, then flew up again, before suddenly plunging headfirst into the earth. The ground suddenly bulged, and an armored beast appeared, turning back to bite off the short blade embedded in its back, spitting it out with a gust of saliva.

The short blade leaped up, but this time it dared not fly. It shook off the drool on its body and began to call for its master.

Ji Liuli sealed its ability to traverse the Netherworld and tampered with its flight function, so that it would randomly change direction if the speed exceeded a certain limit.

The short blade was in a panic, feeling a fear from its spiritual instincts, and kept calling out.

A moment later, the priestess reappeared, stood at a distance, and began to look around. The fact that her dagger was lying on the ground like that was clearly a trap.

She stood there for a moment, then suddenly turned and walked away, disappearing dozens of feet away in the blink of an eye, showing no intention of looking back. The short blade on the ground bounced and leaped, calling out in vain, but the priestess did not turn around. However, at that moment, a hand suddenly reached out from the void and snatched the short blade. The priestess in the distance was still walking, but a new priestess appeared from the void! The one in the distance was actually a phantom!
The priestess instantly sheathed her dagger and leaped into the air, throwing it towards a crack that had appeared in the sky. However, even as her head disappeared into the crack, her body suddenly froze in place, unable to move!

The pair of short blades now felt as heavy as mountains, and the blades that had just been retracted were jumping wildly, instantly slashing several cuts on the priestess's body.

Another immortal sword, burning with platinum flames, emerged from the short blade and pierced the priestess's abdomen!

The priestess screamed as her clothes exploded, sending everything flying, including the pair of strangely moving short blades.

Wei Yuan, wielding a celestial sword, emerged from the hilt of a short blade and slashed at the witch's wings on her back. He had already discovered that those pairs of wings were the key to the witch's ability to traverse the void.

The priestess weighed the pros and cons in an instant, gave Wei Yuan a deep look, and with a flap of her six wings, she disappeared into the air as if wiped away, leaving Wei Yuan's sword strike empty air.

Wei Yuan hadn't expected the sneak attack to be so successful, yet he still hadn't managed to kill her. This witch's sorcery was unpredictable and mysterious, making her virtually invincible; killing her was truly difficult.

However, the key mission of this trip has already been completed.

Wei Yuan picked up a pair of butterfly-shaped short blades, intending to store them in the Myriad Rivers and Mountains, when suddenly, an unexpected event occurred. The bound short blades suddenly unleashed a blade of light! Wei Yuan tried his best to move his body, but only barely avoided vital points. His left leg was almost severed at the root!
The pain of losing a leg in the primordial spirit state is many times greater than that of losing a leg in the physical body. Wei Yuan was also in so much pain that his vision went black, but his will was firm. He instinctively used a large bell to shield himself, trapping the short blade inside, and then stored it in his Dao foundation.

Wei Yuan held his leg, trying to reattach it, but eerie black flames kept burning at the wound, making it impossible to reattach.

Far away, the priestess appeared from mid-air and then collapsed to the ground. Nearby was a camp where several priestesses and sorcerers rushed over, shocked by the sight, and quickly helped the priestess up.

The priestess trembled all over, clutching her abdomen tightly with both hands, white-gold flames constantly oozing from between her fingers, the pain so intense that she could barely stand.

"Quickly, take me to the altar!"

Several witches and sorcerers carried her into the camp and placed her on the altar. In an instant, a dark red cloud of blood appeared above the altar, and drops of fragrant blood rain fell, slowly extinguishing the platinum flames.

She lay on her back on the altar, panting heavily. After a while, she touched her abdomen and, seeing that it was smooth and flat without any wounds, she climbed down from the altar. A witch brought her new clothes and told her to change.

The priestess gritted her teeth and said, "Tell Lord Sacred Heart that the person who hurt his brother has been found. You all come with me now; this time, we absolutely cannot let him leave the Netherworld alive!"

The priests and priestesses hurriedly said, "Lady Huixin, you've just been injured. Why don't we wait for Lord Shengxin to arrive before we talk about it!"

"Too late!"

The priestess soared into the air and leaped into the rift, followed closely by several other priests and priestesses.

Wei Yuan was hopping forward on one leg, with a long cauldron tucked under his arm. When he jumped, the cauldron would spew out long flames, propelling Wei Yuan forward. Each leap covered a hundred feet. After many such leaps and bounds, Wei Yuan had moved far from his original spot and landed on a small hilltop, ready to survey the surrounding terrain.

(End of this chapter)