Legend of the Great Sage (Chapter 301-Chapter 400)

“The source?” Chu Danqing immediately looked at the teenager with the straw hat, and he came to a realisation. All the armoured deities came from him. As long as he defeated the teenager, all his problems would be solved.

Chu Danqing swung his hand, and the remaining fiends abandoned the armoured deities, rushing towards Ma Liang as a frenzied wave.

The three armoured deities had managed to kill over twenty fiends under their ingenious teamwork, but they were unable to stop the charging army of fiends.

Li Qingshan stopped smiling. Have you finally discovered it? My greatest weakness!

The magic brush was impressive, but Ma Liang was just a regular teenager, and he was his most important medium too. Once he dispersed, the golden deities would immediately disperse as well.

By then, even if he could conjure him again, would Chu Danqing still give Ma Liang the opportunity to paint? He would probably be slain the moment he appeared, making it a waste of his power of belief.

At this moment, the real outcome of the match had been determined.

What was he supposed to do? Conjure a defensive armoured deity who used a shield? No, even if he managed to stop them, Ma Liang would be in no shape to paint anymore either. Moreover, the Hellscape Rhapsody had clearly yet to unleash its full strength. It would be a checkmate situation against him.

The only thing he could do right now was defend by attacking!

Ma Liang suddenly raised the brush and began swinging it around recklessly in the air!

Black strokes of ink hovered in the air as the power of belief in the Divine Talisman of Great Creation rapidly drained away.

A shadow engulfed Ma Liang. Countless claws and teeth were right before him. The scarlet red wave slammed down on Ma Liang viciously.

Compared to the fiends, his figure seemed pitifully small. Just like what all the children expected of him, he faced these fiends calmly and fearlessly. He poured his strength into finishing the final stroke.

The ink strokes in the air turned into strands of sword qi and shot off in all directions.



Compared to the sword qi, the fiends seemed to slow down. All they could do was watch as the sword qi pierced their bodies.

The scarlet wave came to a halt and immediately collapsed, disintegrating into countless pieces. They fell towards Ma Liang, but they dispersed in the air.

Cheers rang out. Li Qingshan said loudly, “Who’s the one who’s going to forfeit now?”

The three armoured deities stood in a battle formation right in front of Chu Danqing’s Hellscape Rhapsody. They slaughtered the fiends as they emerged. They wanted to see just how many fiends Chu Danqing could summon.

Chu Danqing clenched his fist firmly. Although the Hellscape Rhapsody depicted countless fiends within a limited space, he could not actually summon fiends forever. And, even if he could, they would probably all be slain one by one.

“It’s you!”

The Hellscape Rhapsody surged with scarlet light, almost lighting up the entire stadium. The rivers of blood in the painting suddenly began to flow slowly, and the endless sea of fire began to burn.

“Oh no!” Li Qingshan said.

The hellish sea of fire suddenly surged out of the painting. It was so fast that it swallowed the three armoured deities immediately. Their golden armour rapidly melted away in the flames, and in the blink of an eye, the three deities had been reduced to ash, following the footsteps of the fiends.

The air turned into waves of heat, twisting and distorting everything there. The rolling flames swept towards Li Qingshan, unstoppable and unavoidable.

On the brink of celebration, Liu Chuanfeng’s face immediately twisted, as if he was the one being scorched by the flames of hell; this had already exceeded the limits of Qi Practitioners.

Chu Shidao’s face was dyed red by the flames. Li Qingshan, take a look. This is the power of the Jade Blood of Vermillion and Black. You might be a genius, and it’s great luck that the school of Novels possesses a disciple like you, but you still pale slightly in comparison to Danqing.

Victory was already determined!

For the first time, Han Anjun was no longer certain that Li Qingshan could emerge victoriously. This was touching on a difference in cultivation realms. It could not be made up with battle tactics or strategy.

Li Qingshan’s face sank as his thoughts flitted. The flames had already arrived before him. Even if he tried getting Ma Liang to paint, it would be too late. Moreover, just what was he supposed to paint that could block the endless fire?

At this moment, Ma Liang suddenly collapsed. The fire did not touch him, but he was unable to endure the scorching heat of the flames.

Li Qingshan had been a cultivator for too long. He had overestimated what a regular teenager could withstand. It only made things worse.

Was this really it?





Chapter 348: Fighting Fire with Water | Legend of the Great Sage




Li Qingshan suddenly pointed at the picture book on the table. The pages turned hurriedly in a flutter, and the story passed by in a rush before it stopped on the final page.

This is all I can try now!

He did not use Ma Liang as a medium. Instead, he directly used the power of belief to summon this picture!

This was the end of a fairy tale story…

Ma Liang was captured and sent to the imperial palace. The emperor wanted him to paint a money tree, so Ma Liang painted an ocean. The emperor was very displeased by this and cursed, “I want you to paint a money tree, not an ocean!” Ma Liang then drew a small island in the ocean and a very tall, expansive tree on it. “Isn’t this a money tree?”

The emperor immediately beamed. “Draw a ship quickly! I want to go and pick money from the tree in the ocean!” Ma Ling drew a very, very large wooden ship. The emperor boarded it with the empress, his princes, princesses, and many officials and generals. Ma Liang then drew some wind, and the ship set off.

The emperor felt that the ship was too slow, so he called out at the nose of the ship, “Make the wind bigger! Make it bigger!” Ma Liang added a few more strokes to the wind, and the wooden ship sped off into the ocean. Ma Liang added more strokes to the wind, and the ocean began to roar, swelling and surging with waves. The ship teetered about. The emperor became afraid and called out at Ma Liang, “The wind’s big enough! It’s big enough!” Ma Liang feigned ignorance and continued to add to the wind. The ocean unleashed its fury, and the waves surged towards the ship.

The ship slanted and everything onboard was thrown into a mess. The emperor clung onto the mast as he constantly called out, “The wind’s too big! The ship’s going to overturn! Stop painting!” Ma Liang ignored him and continued to add to the wind. The wind became even stronger, blowing over many thick, dark clouds. Lightning flashed and thunder boomed as torrential rain began to fall. The seawater stood like walls as they fell towards the ship…

Han Qiongzhi could not bear to watch on anymore. She was worried that Li Qingshan would be unable to endure the mental shock that came with defeat. She was thinking about how she would comfort him later without encroaching on his dignity. After all, he was such a proud man. He would definitely be happy if she gave him that. If that was not enough, she could just fulfil his wish from a few days ago at most.

Suddenly, she heard the sound of waves. The lake was very distant from here, so why was there the sound of waves? Subsequently, the smell of salt assaulted her nose. She raised her head abruptly.

A huge, wall-like wave stood before Li Qingshan.

“Boundlessness of the Ocean!”

Li Qingshan pushed his hand forward, and the huge wave fell. It swept towards the scorching fire and forcefully pushed it back from right before him.

The flickering tongues of fire and the splashing foam tried to collide, only to be reduced to steam. But at the same time, even more water and fire surged over.