Legend of the Great Sage-Novel

Li Qingshan’s roar halted. The remaining echoes were drowned out by the exploding techniques.

The other direct disciples all eased up inside. The roar did not pose any threat, but they still found it to be slightly disturbing.

Only Dai Mengfan’s heart tightened. She felt the aura of death in the air grow so thick that it already seemed tangible, making her stomach lurch. She even stopped devoting a fraction of her strength to attacking, spending half of her powers to divine and the other half to prepare to flee.

Under the Pavilion of Heavenly Tomes, a sea of fire burned, the fierce winds danced, and the sharp blades raged.

Li Qingshan stood in the centre of the sea of fire, allowing the blades to slash him and the winds to lash him. His long, black hair swayed wildly in the wind and fire.

He had already shrunk several dozen times, becoming only three metres tall. He was no longer half-man, half-beast either. Apart from the curved ox horns and slightly-blue skin, he had basically turned back into human form.

However, compared to the size of a normal human, he was still at least two or three times wider. His chest was like the city gate and his legs were like pillars, while his arms were basically even thicker than his legs, virtually drooping down to the ground. He was completely unclothed with only a large string of prayer beads hanging over his shoulder. His muscles rippled like they were about to explode, seemingly forged from metal.

Before he knew it, the malice on him had completely dissipated. All of his emotions had settled down, becoming unmoving and peaceful. Even his face had become especially broad—thick eyebrows, a wide nose bridge, a large mouth—he even seemed a little simple-minded.

However, just by standing there, the feeling he gave off was like a mountain, unshakeable and indestructible. No matter how the Spirit Reverend of Ocean Returnance powered the formation, he was unable to shrink him any further.

“Then I’ll beat you all to death!”

Li Qingshan raised his head. His voice boomed out from his particularly broad chest, which also seemed especially deep and coarse, like a rumble from the depths of the earth. 24062

With that, he made his way towards a direct disciple.

Under the Spirit Reverend of Ocean Returnance’s suppression, his movements became extremely sluggish, but he only needed a single step to emerge from the cluster of attacks and arrive before the direct disciple. He raised his thick arm in the process and threw a punch.

The direct disciple had yet to realise what had happened when the sky suddenly darkened and a black mountain appeared right before his eyes. Then he took a huge punch to the chest.

Afterwards, the black mountain vanished again, and the sky cleared up once more. He blinked his eyes. Cracks spread from his chest. Blinding light shone from within the black cracks.

Boom! His Yang Soul exploded, illuminating the surrounding region.

Only at that moment did the direct disciples sense an aura of violence and unruliness fill the surroundings.

The corner of the Spirit Reverend of Ocean Returnance’s eyes twisted. He gazed deeply at the string of prayer beads around Li Qingshan.

After throwing the punch, Li Qingshan took his leave immediately. He had already arrived in front of another direct disciple, throwing another punch.

The direct disciple’s ranking in the Myriad sect was quite high, and he had received a warning beforehand. As such, he had already dropped down on his knees before the punch could reach him.

The direct disciple did not drop down to the ground to beg for his life. Instead, he held up an object with both hands, an exquisite figure of the Tiger Taming Arhat.

This was a secret treasure of buddhism he had specially obtained from an ancient temple after the battle of Black Cloud city. It contained a tremendous amount of power of belief, capable of summoning the Tiger Taming Arhat to possess him. It was particularly effective against all wicked and demonic beings in the world.

He activated the power within the golden figure without any regard. He suddenly erupted with golden light, immediately turning into the Tiger Taming Arhat. With his eyes aglare and his eyebrows scrunched, he raised a golden hoop and smashed it towards Li Qingshan’s head, bellowing out, “Taming the tiger!”

Sure enough, Li Qingshan was forced to change his attack. He opened his hand and caught the incoming golden hoop before stomping down on the direct disciple’s face.

With a crack, the golden figure of the Tiger Taming Arhat split into pieces.

Boom! His Yang Soul also shattered, dying on the spot.

Li Qingshan pulled back his large foot and made his way towards the next direct disciple.

Ren Aoyou also felt his vision darken as if a mountain had appeared in front of him, taking his breath away. With all those examples before him, how could he still be bold enough to directly confront Li Qingshan?

He spread his arms and directly abandoned his body, projecting out this Yang Soul!

At that moment, the Yang Soul turned into several thousand Ren Aoyous. Each Ren Aoyou drifted away and moved with the speed of lightning, fleeing off in different directions.

Ren Aoyou’s escape techniques were known to be the best in Myriad city. Now that he had abandoned his body and only used his Yang Soul, his move, the “Trichiliocosm”, was countless times more wondrous. Not only did he produce many clones, but each clone could move through space freely.

Through this move, even Demon God Taotie’s embodiment outside Black Cloud city back then had failed to harm him.

“Oh, junior brother Ren!”

Li Qingshan sighed and reached out with his left hand, releasing a great force of suction. Ren Aoyou’s Yang Soul immediately leapt into the palm of his hand. With another punch with his right hand, he ended Ren Aoyou’s life.

The several thousand Ren Aoyous suddenly stopped at the same time and slowly turned towards Li Qingshan. Their lips trembled as if they wanted to say something, but they turned to thin air before they could even say it.

Li Qingshan threw his fists and kicked his legs, claiming a life with each step. The sound of exploding Yang Souls shook up Myriad city again and again.

The direct disciples felt like they were about to go insane. Their faces twisted in fear. None of them were cowards. They had all faced countless dangers and battles that allowed them to stand here today.

However, what they faced right now could not be considered as a battle at all.

They seemed to be pigs in a pig sty, ushered to a great gathering and dragged out one by one to be butchered by the butcher. No matter how desperately they resisted and tried to escape, it made no difference.

All Li Qingshan did was throw his hands and legs. When he encountered those who resisted vehemently, he blocked their attack before stomping them to death. When he encountered those who fled desperately, he would capture them before finishing them off with a punch.

Some of the direct disciples called out to the spirit reverend for help, but the Spirit Reverend of Ocean Returnance was already doing everything that he could. In order to suppress Li Qingshan, he could not even spare the effort to divine. If it were a regular Heretic God instead, they would definitely be immobilised. They might have even been forcefully exhausted to death already.

However, not only did Li Qingshan endure the pressure, but he even could spare the effort to carry out a massacre. Even though he was suppressed in the All-encompassing Formation of the Myriad, unable to replenish the spiritual qi he depleted from the outside world, he did carry a Hundred Herbs garden on his shoulder.ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ novelenglish.net . ꜰɪre.nᴇt

Each and every bead contained a tremendous amount of spiritual qi.

It had to be mentioned that the Spirit Reverend of Ocean Returnance’s plan was very successful. Li Qingshan’s sneak attack had ended in failure, while the “spy” that he planted, Pi Yangqiu, had failed to achieve anything, forcing him to use the most foolish method to fight his way over punch by punch. He would clear up the Spirit Reverend of Ocean Returnance’s pawns first, and then he would force his way into the Pavilion of Heavenly Tomes.

At the same time, the direct disciples possessed all sorts of strange and powerful trump cards too, preventing him from killing them in a single punch and requiring some effort from him. Under the Spirit Reverend of Ocean Returnance’s pressure, every direct disciple he killed would basically use up a bead. If they happened to have their mounts with them, it would be even more troublesome.

By now, he only had less than twenty beads remaining, but fortunately, not a lot of the direct disciples remained, and all of them had been frightened out of their wits. If it were not for the old turtle watching from above, they would have scattered a long time ago. Even if he attacked the Pavilion of Heavenly Tomes right now, they probably would not be bold enough to stop him anymore.

However, having come so far, he might as well take a few more steps in order to prevent any more accidents!

The next in line was Dai Mengfan!