Legend of the Great Sage (Chapter 201-Chapter 300)

“Oh no, they’re trying to escape! Trees Grow and Grass Sprouts, in an Endless Cycle!” The Green Vine Elder said.

Just when Li Qingshan wanted to dive into the cave as well, countless vines pierced through the rock and merged together, blocking the entrance and separating him from Milliped. Milliped roared furiously as he tried to tear apart the vines.

Li Qingshan sighed instead and said, “Run!” A violent gust of wind kicked up behind him. The golden light projected his figure against the rock face as the Spirit Turtle’s Profound Shell rose up automatically.

With a few clings and clangs, the pheasant claw that was as tough as a high grade spiritual artifact locked down on the Spirit Turtle’s Profound Shell. The golden pheasant flapped its wings and lifted Li Qingshan into the air.

The golden pheasant lowered its head. It started at Li Qingshan with its golden pupils filled with fury. “You want to run? That one has escaped, so you can replace him!” The Golden Pheasant Elder was vaguely visible inside.

The pit below his feet rapidly shrank in size, but the Green Vine Elder and Lone Grave Elder seemed to shine no matter how far away they were.

Li Qingshan immediately understood the danger that he was in. His blood boiled, but his mind instead became calmer and calmer. He sucked in a deep breath and unleashed the Tiger Demon’s Fierce Roar. The sound wave flooded the wild wind and slammed against the golden pheasant together.

The golden light shuddered, and the claw of the pheasant loosened. Li Qingshan fell out of the sky, but before he had even hit the ground, countless thick vines extended over from the surroundings of the pit like arms, wrapping around the Spirit Turtle’s Profound Shell and turning it into a ball of vines.



Under the control of Foundation Establishment cultivators, the ground immediately became even more distant than the sky. Cut off from the depths of the underground, Li Qingshan had nowhere to run. He was extremely large, but against the three Foundation Establishment cultivators, he was like a skinny child facing three tough adults. That was how puny he seemed.

The three elders flew through the air and revolved around the ball of vines.

The Green Vine Elder said, “Oh no, he’s only a regular daemon!” Although his shape and strength was very extraordinary, his daemon qi did indeed make him a mere daemon. It was a huge contract compared to their original target.

The three of them had worked together and schemed against the unsuspecting, yet they still failed to kill the Daemon General and exact revenge. They were humiliated so much that their faces immediately twisted!

“Dammit!” The Lone Grave Elder slammed the Spirit Turtle’s Profound Shell emotionlessly. With a rumble, the shell shook violently, but it remained undamaged.

The three elders were surprised, but their fury only intensified. The Golden Pheasant’s Elder said, “Smash through his shell. I want to skin him alive and cut him to pieces out of hatred!”

The Green Vine Elder thought of something. “Perhaps we can lure out that Daemon General.”

The Golden Pheasant Elder said, “Green Vine, you’re dreaming. Daemons have no concept of friendship or loyalty. They’re heartless. All they know is to struggle for survival. Carapaced daemons are the dumbest out of all of them, so it’s even less likely for them to understand what ties of friendship mean.” As he said that, the pheasant’s beak struck the Spirit Turtle’s Profound Shell viciously, while the Ancient Bronze Corpse General threw out a punch.

The shell trembled uncontrollably. No matter how tough it was, just how much longer could it last against the combined attacks of three Foundation Establishment cultivators?

“It’s true that daemons have no concept of the ties of friendship.” What Li Qingshan said stunned the three elders, “They only act on their own conscience!”

A huge, pink bug leapt up as hard as it could and left the ground like a carp leaping out of the water before biting onto the Spirit Turtle’s Profound Shell.





Chapter 250: The Battle in the Pit | Legend of the Great Sage




“Woah! Look, Zijian, that monster has come out again! It has come to save this monster!” Hua Chenglu grabbed Yu Zijian’s arm and shook it around.

Hua Chengzan smashed her over the head. “Don’t move about.”

The three of them currently sat on a paper crane. The paper crane was covered with glyphs as it flapped its wings and soared through the air, just like a real crane.

After her initial fright, Hua Chenglu had calmed down. Unaware of the implications, she completely treated the battle below as a show to watch.

Yu Zijian asked, “Do daemons have ties of friendship too?”

“All living creatures, as long as they live in this world, do. How can they not have ties of friendship? I just never thought that there would be such a strong bond between daemons of different types, such that they’re willing to risk their lives for each other,” Hua Chengzan said suddenly. His eyes were filled with emotion.

Yu Zijian said, “Then, is it still right for humans to punish and put daemons to death?”

“Of course. Even among humans, we have people trying to kill each other, let alone with other races. And, if it weren’t for the pressure from humans, why would daemons band together? Killing each other is the norm. All living creatures, as long as they live in this world, will. How can they not kill and compete with one another?” Hua Chengzan’s expression then became desolate.

Bonds? Killing? Right or wrong? Yu Zijian’s mind was in a mess.

The battle in the pit had already begun.

Hua Chenglu watched in a fixed trance. She did not divert her attention to listening to Hua Chengzan at all.

Milliped grabbed the Spirit Turtle’s Profound Shell with his mouth and pulled Li Qingshan out from the ball of vines. The three elders rejoiced.

The golden pheasant flapped its wings, the green vines grew and spread while the Ancient Bronze Corpse General controlled its corpse qi, leaping up.

The encirclement was complete. They would not be letting this wretched daemon escape this time.

Milliped twisted his body like a dragon swaying its tail. With enough force to destroy an entire army, it collided against the golden pheasant.

The golden light shattered, and the Golden Pheasant Elder shot off like a broken kite, smashing into the rock head-first and becoming deeply embedded. Only a sky filled with pheasant feathers was left behind.

The Ancient Bronze Corpse General rushed forward at a time like this.

Li Qingshan released the Spirit Turtle’s Profound Shell and gathered all of his daemon qi, which raged like a river. Unconcerned, he threw out a punch.

The Ancient Bronze Corpse General felt like a great, dark cloud had enveloped it above before a black bolt of lightning struck it.

The fist was anything but ordinary. It was the size of a boulder, so no matter how skilled the corpse was, it was difficult to dodge, let alone the fact that the corpse was mid-air. With its viciousness aroused, the Ancient Bronze Corpse General let out a roar, and its fangs protruded as it threw out a punch as well.

The Lone Grave Elder sneered inside, Just like an ant trying to shake a tree, overconfident! Do you really think you’re a Daemon General that can compete with the Ancient Bronze Corpse General in physical strength? Daemons are all this foolish, thinking that they can win just because they’re bigger. Once I refine you into a daemon corpse, you might be a little cleverer under my control.

The two fists collided and actually froze up in the air. The corpse qi and daemon qi clashed violently, pushing aside the smoke and gas and creating an empty region.

The Lone Grave Elder was slightly surprised. Was it actually able to match the Ancient Bronze Corpse General with its brute strength?

However, the Ancient Bronze Corpse General gave way just a while later, falling to the ground with a great thump and creating a huge pit.