The myth begins with the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 297 Connection
Within Qingyi's body, eight different kinds of magical power raged. No matter how much magical power Ding Lin poured into her to replenish her life force, it would be completely destroyed in the next moment.

It's like a leaky water tank that can never be filled.

The injury suffered by the woman in green was a Dao injury. The eight magical powers could not be erased because they carried the aura of laws.

Apart from the Sun Star Lord, the other eight Star Lords among the Nine Luminaries have all infused their most core laws into Qingyi's body. Unless these alien laws are expelled, Qingyi will not be able to recover.

Ding Lin stopped injecting life force into Qingyi's body, intending to use his own laws to comprehend and expel these alien laws. On the bluestone slab, the big blue fish immediately trembled its gills and coughed up blood. Ding Lin had no choice but to quickly place his palm on the slab again to transfer life force.

The situation has reached a dilemma.

Ding Lin cannot let go, otherwise Qingyi will die from exhaustion of life force before he can expel the foreign magic power from her body.

However, if he doesn't let go, he won't be able to concentrate his full attention to expel those alien laws. His Dao injury is extraordinary, and if he is distracted, he might make a mistake at any moment.

Unless another party is brought in.

We need to hurry.

Ding Lin, with keen insight, discovered that despite his continuous infusion of life force into Qingyi, the rate at which the Dao injury was being damaged was always much faster than the rate at which Qingyi's body was healing itself. Qingyi had only mastered the Six Dao Laws, which was a disadvantage in terms of quantity. If this cycle of destruction and repair were allowed to continue, it would be too late to save her in the time it takes to burn half an incense stick.

Time is tight.

After a moment's thought, Ding Lin turned to look at the deep water plants by the lake.

"Come here!" Ding Lin said.

The water plants were quiet and still, without a sound. Then, with a soft splash, a small, unsuspecting silver fish leaped out of the water.

Ding Lin remained silent. While maintaining the life force of the blue-clothed creature, he released a wisp of his aura into the clump of water plants. Suddenly, the water plants trembled, and a turtle the size of a millstone with a shiny black shell swam out. Its beady eyes could not hide its fear, yet it tried its best to suppress it and squeeze out a fawning expression.

"Your Majesty..."

The tortoise spoke to him. Although he had not yet reached the level of a demon core, he had already refined his throat bone and could speak.

Ding Lin casually tossed the peach pit he had just chewed over.

The turtle's eyes gleamed, and it opened its mouth, ready to eat. But it stopped abruptly after moving its body a little, looking timid, wanting to but not daring to move.

"Eat it, transform into human form, and come here quickly!" Ding Lin said.

As if listening to celestial music, the tortoise swallowed the peach pit in one gulp. Ding Lin had been completely focused on Qingyi, so he hadn't eaten the peach very cleanly. Some inconspicuous fruit pulp and veins remained in the grooves on the surface of the peach pit. These were nothing to Ding Lin, but the fact that the tortoise hadn't even condensed its demon core was an extraordinary opportunity for him.

The nine-thousand-year-old purple-veined peach is a rare gift even in the Heavenly Court, where immortals only receive one every three to four thousand years.

Immediately, change occurred.

The inferior technique cultivated by the tortoise was perfected almost instantly. Its body was filled with demonic energy, which spread out and stirred up undercurrents in the water. In an instant, a gray pill was formed in its dantian.

Then, the turtle's body began to change uncontrollably, becoming longer and taller. Its originally pointed head became rounder, its neck remained long, its eyes were small, its waist remained hunched, its shell on its back became larger, and its limbs became very clear, although its skin surface was covered with dark blue patterns.

"This little turtle thanks Your Majesty for your good fortune!" The turtle demon, now in human form, looked at himself with delight and prostrated himself before Ding Lin.

"Come here!" Ding Lin commanded.

The turtle demon crawled cleanly on its hands and feet to Ding Lin's side, looking at him with a fawning expression.

Ding Lin waved his hand, and a flash of inspiration appeared, revealing a patch of peaches on the bluestone. He then took out the remaining peaches.

The turtle demon stared at the peaches, his small eyes practically bulging out of their sockets, unable to conceal his greed.

"Later, I will withdraw my hand. I want you to drip the juice of these peaches into the gills without stopping for a moment. After it is done, I will grant you a real opportunity. If you dare to ruin my plans," Ding Lin revealed a trace of demonic energy, which made the turtle demon tremble all over, "I will first skin you alive and dismember you, then extract your soul and refine your spirit, so that you will know what the most evil in the world is!"

"This lowly demon dares not, I will obey Your Majesty's orders!" the turtle demon quickly replied.

Ding Lin withdrew his hand, and at the same moment, the tortoise demon crushed a peach. This treasure, which would make immortals fight tooth and nail outside, was now just a consumable to maintain Qingyi's vital signs. He observed for a few moments and, after confirming that the peach could be used as a substitute to stabilize the life force within Qingyi, he breathed a slight sigh of relief. Then he closed his eyes and focused all his attention on the eight laws within Qingyi's body.

Consciousness soared in an instant, and within the inner realm, the Golden Core rose high, giving birth to the laws of space. Although it had not yet been fully comprehended, new changes had already occurred.

Ding Lin maximized his perception and was able to vaguely bypass the spatial barrier and interfere with reality. He saw that in the hazy illusion, the six laws within the green-clothed body were gathered together and attacked by the eight laws.

The insights gained at the Golden Immortal realm involve only one superior law.

Of the other laws that Qingyi comprehended, four were of the middle level, and one was of the lower level, representing vitality, just like him. However, the eight laws that were attacking her were all of the upper level, and the difference in strength was too great. Qingyi was only able to barely resist because of her home-field advantage, but this advantage was gradually disappearing. Her body became the battlefield, and the more the eight laws eroded her, the more difficult it became for Qingyi to deal with them.

It appears to be a six-against-eight situation, but in reality, in Qingyi's understanding, apart from the superior law, the other four mid-level laws can barely hold off one of the opponents. As for the inferior law representing vitality, it is merely a filler. Of the eight laws on the other side, only two are entangled, while the remaining six are completely unaffected.

Without hesitation, Ding Lin combined his seven laws into a loose mass and invaded Qingyi's body. Qingyi's body instinctively tried to resist, but the next moment, it stopped.

Perhaps it's because Ding Lin's scent has been ingrained in my subconscious.

As for Ding Lin, after his consciousness ascended into his sea of ​​consciousness and he saw the details of the chaotic battle of laws, he was actually no longer confident. The law of space was something he had recently acquired, and although it was stronger than each of the eight laws that were besieging Qingyi, it was still a situation of fighting against overwhelming odds. This was different from battles in the outside world, where one could use the supernatural powers of the Thirty-Six Transformations of the Heavenly Gang as a medium. It was the purest contest of laws, and if he lost...

But could he just stand by and watch Qingyi die?
Within the green-robed body, seeing that new reinforcements had arrived, the six additional laws among the eight invading laws immediately came to meet them. The first one shone with a cold light, and apart from being a bit weak, its appearance was extremely similar to Ding Lin's spatial law.

It was the Taiyin that the Moon Star Lord had comprehended.

Taiyin refers to the moon's radiance.

A beam of moonlight fell, and although it was light, it carried a chilling coldness.

Ding Lin was startled. He had devoured the spatial laws using the Spirit Treasure Technique, and he was not very familiar with manipulating them. However, before he could react, a flash of silver light appeared, and the spatial laws leaped out of the area covered by the clear light and appeared above the silver chain. Then, they fell down like Mount Tai, and the power of Taiyin was annihilated.

……

Deep within the Milky Way.

On an unnamed, abandoned star that had long since lost its luster, the Sun Star Lord gazed intently at his eight brothers, who sat cross-legged before him, each occupying a specific position in a circle, lost in thought.

Suddenly, the Moon Star Lord opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of golden blood. However, before the blood could hit the ground, it vaporized and disappeared, merely a mimicry.

"My Taiyin...this is..."

The Moon Star Lord's expression suddenly became extremely strange. The next moment, with the core laws being destroyed and the backlash causing his body to collapse, it could no longer be sustained and turned into countless starlight.

The Sun Star Lord made no move. He watched as the Moon Star Lord turned to ashes, his face showing no sadness, remaining as calm as ever.

Or rather, numbness.

After their deaths, a wisp of their true spirit was transferred to the Investiture of the Gods, and they no longer feared death.

This list is both a protection and a constraint.

It is precisely because their souls entered the Investiture of the Gods that they dare to be so unscrupulous. Whenever there is a battle, they will fight with the Dao. Anyway, they will not die. Even if the laws collapse and their bodies and souls perish.

Before long, he will be able to emerge from the Investiture of the Gods again, reassemble his body, and have the laws take over.

The true spirit entered the Investiture of the Gods.

The line between life and death has become extremely blurred.

However, with the death of Lunar Star Lord, the other Star Lords who were still remotely controlling the laws to participate in the siege of Qingyi suddenly became cautious.

……

Within Qingyi's physical body, seeing that Ding Lin Qingyi had shattered the laws of the Moon Star Lord, the remaining seven laws, apart from the two that were to entangle with Qingyi, rushed over together. The five iron chains wove a net, their color slightly darker than the law representing Taiyin, but they were perfectly coordinated. The five laws were seamlessly integrated, possessing a fraction of the power of the Taiyi realm.

Gold, wood, water, fire and earth.

The five elements generate each other; this is the ultimate principle of heaven and earth, and they are naturally integrated.

But in the face of space, it is still an illusion.

Ding Lin's spatial laws flashed, and he appeared outside the net. No matter how powerful the practitioner's skills were, if the net couldn't capture him, he could only sigh helplessly.

The laws of space suddenly appeared above the fire magic, and the same trick was used again. Fire Star Lord witnessed the scene just now, but witnessing and experiencing are two different things, and he was also dispersed in an instant.

……

"space……"

Within the circle, Fire Star Lord suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with disbelief. Then, his body, like Moon Star Lord's, turned ashen and vanished without a trace.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield, after the sacrifice of two star lords, the speculation was completely confirmed.

The other four laws that were besieging Ding Lin's spatial laws scattered like birds and beasts. Not only these four, but even the two laws that were entangled with Qingyi herself were pushed away. They fled within Qingyi's body, causing destruction, and were unwilling to fight Ding Lin again. Even when Ding Lin used his spatial properties to teleport over, these laws would immediately dodge, temporarily hiding outside Qingyi's body, and then moving back from other places that had been soaked and polluted.

Ding Lin was furious, but he also felt powerless. This spatial law was something he had refined, not something he had comprehended himself. He could only control it through his own subjective initiative.

Things seemed to have reached a stalemate again, but if this continued, the deadlock would not be broken. After all, the battlefield was inside Qingyi's body. As the damage continued to accumulate, it would eventually grind Qingyi to death.

It's not hard to see that the remaining six star lords had the same idea.

Ding Lin gritted his teeth in hatred. After lunging again, he glanced outside and saw that there were very few purple-veined peaches left on the bluestone. He didn't have much time left.

"Yan!"

A dragon's roar echoed from the small lake.

Ding Lin transformed into his true form, using his magic to suppress his size, reducing him to only two or three zhang in length. Although he tried his best to conceal his dragon might, some of it inevitably leaked out at the moment of transformation. The turtle demon's hand trembled, almost spilling a few drops of peach juice onto the gills of the blue-clothed fish. Immediately, the little thoughts that had been in his eyes disappeared completely.

dragon!
He actually encountered a dragon in this small lake, not a subspecies like a qiu or jiao, but a real dragon.

The turtle demon's awe-inspiring gaze lingered for a moment on the six toes extending from Ding Lin's claws.

Six toes.

Even in his dreams, he yearned for resources, but at most he only fantasized about a five-clawed dragon.

He is a tortoise.

Tortoises are born to serve as subordinates of dragons. Almost every dragon king has a tortoise prime minister under his command, and tortoises cultivate diligently with this goal in mind. This is an instinct that comes from their bloodline.

Ding Lin had no time to care about the turtle demon's thoughts. He coiled his body into a circle, pressed his head against the blue-clothed fish head, and pressed his tail against the blue-clothed fish's body until it touched her tail as well.

On the bluestone, a dragon and a fish are touching head to tail.

Inside the blue-robed figure, as Ding Lin's spatial laws pressed against another law, the latter used the same trick to leap out of the blue-robed figure's body, only to suddenly find that the space had changed.

Ding Lin plundered the laws of space using the "Lingbao Jue" technique, so his physical body naturally also carried a spatial attribute. At this moment, he and Qingyi were closely pressed together, and when that law temporarily shifted out, it would naturally fall into his body.

Then, he was blocked by that wisp of spatial attribute and could no longer get out.

Ding Lin ignored the trapped turtle in a jar and used the same trick again, locking onto another law. This law was unstoppable; even with past examples, he could only repeat the same mistakes.

However, the Nine Luminaries Star Lords were all Golden Immortals with years of experience in combat. After entering Ding Lin's body, seeing that they could not get out for the time being, they immediately manipulated the laws and began to wreak havoc.

Ding Lin's dragon body trembled uncontrollably. He gritted his teeth and, relying on the strength of his Golden Immortal body, insisted on forcing out the remaining four laws from Qingyi's body.

(End of this chapter)