Legend of the Great Sage (Chapter 501-Chapter 600)

Hua Chengzan rushed to the side of the pool, only to see that the blood had already settled. His heart completely sank. Suddenly, the pool of blood began to surge violently like boiling water. The entire underground palace shook.

He gritted his teeth, turned around, and left. He would be of no help even if he remained here. Instead, he would waste his opportunity to escape that Li Qingshan had earned for him with his life.

If it really is like what I’ve been guessing, he might still have a chance to survive.

Grabbed by the hand, Li Qingshan constantly descended towards the depths of the pool. The gurgling blood constantly surged towards his ears and nose. A ring of faint, blue light rose up, pushing away all the blood.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed. There was actually a dim light at the bottom of the pool, but it did not resemble any glow of spiritual qi. Instead, it was like sunlight. He tried extending his soul sense into the bottom of the pool.

At that moment, a boundless world unfolded in front of his eyes before his soul sense immediately broke off. A blade seemed to cleave apart his soul sense. However, he would never be able to forget the landscape he saw momentarily.

White bones scattered the lands and blood flowed as rivers. The miserable gathering clouds and rolling mists obscured all celestial bodies in the sky.

Zombies roared at the skies madly, wrapped in extremely thick corpse qi. Not only were there Corpse Generals, but there were even Corpse Commanders.

If that was not alarming enough, the number of Corpse Generals amounted to tens of thousands like they were common soldiers. They gathered in noisy groups, strewn across the wilderness, while the number of Corpse Commanders amounted to over a hundred.

The number of Corpse Soldiers could no longer be described with words. They filled his entire vision, stretching as far as the eye could see.



At the very centre of this horrifying image was a dried corpse standing over three hundred meters tall, reaching towards the sky. The corpse qi on his body could basically be described as rising clouds. His eyes shone as two specks of horrible, green light as his arm extended towards the sky as if it was holding it up.

It was a legendary Corpse King!

What is this place? Why are there so many zombies!?

The omen of warning in his heart was set off like a police siren. If he were dragged in there, then even if he had ten lives, it would be nowhere near enough!

Li Qingshan immediately reverted to his original form. His body tightened, and he pushed the fingers away from his body. Tremors of the Ox Demon! The faint blue Spirit Turtle’s Profound Shell swelled up as well, pushing apart the five fingers of the huge, withered hand.

Bang!

The pool of blood exploded loudly, and Li Qingshan burst out. The wings of the phoenix unfurled gloriously as his scarlet hair drifted through the air. He landed beside the pool and dared not remain for a second longer, rushing out of the palace.

The huge, withered hand tailed right behind him. It snatched down, brushing Li Qingshan’s back, merely millimetres away.

The phoenix wings were ripped to pieces, turning into scarlet feathers that drifted through the air.

Li Qingshan lunged forward as hard as he could. The warning vanished, and he let out a deep breath. Only then did he feel the severe pain from his back.

His back seemed to have become plowed farmland. His flesh had been turned inside out, having gained three bone-deep injuries. Even suffering three strikes from an anti-cavalry blade would not be so horrific.

The protruding flesh became a dark green as the colour rapidly spread. He had been poisoned.

The huge hand reached about madly in the surroundings, shattering and crushing the tough rock like mud. However, it could not extend too far away.

“You’ve been infected with corpse poison! You won’t last long!”

A dry, hoarse voice boomed out, making the entire underground palace tremble.

“What are you?”

With a wave of his hand, the scattered feathers turned into specks of fire and returned to his body, transforming his flesh and blood contaminated with corpse poison into fire. When the flames subsided, he had already made a full recovery, completely unscathed.

There was no reply. The huge hand pulled back into the pool as if it had also realised it was unable to do anything to Li Qingshan like this.

Li Qingshan glanced at Ma Chaoqun and considered whether he could kill off this bastard and steal back the crystal coffin under the interference of the withered hand.

The pool of blood surged, rapidly beginning to revolve. It formed a huge whirlpool as the level of liquid began to drop like someone had pulled out the stopper.

The crystal coffin sank rapidly, spinning with the vortex. Ma Chaoqun threw himself at it and hugged the crystal coffin firmly.

With a series of glugs, the pool of blood was drained, leaving behind a huge, circular space of emptiness. The walls were layered from brick, extending downwards to the unknown depths.

Suddenly, the hole produced a powerful suction force. Fierce winds surged over as they whistled.

The suction force was so great that the underground palace finally gave way, trembling and collapsing. A huge boulder fell in front of the entrance, and the wind halted for a moment, but the boulder was rapidly ripped apart. The hole seemed like a huge, greedy mouth, devouring everything madly.

Li Qingshan’s figure began to waver too. He dared not remain for any longer, rushing out of the place.



Hua Chengzan happened to be waiting at the entrance. He saw Li Qingshan and was overjoyed. “Li Qingshan!”

Li Qingshan grabbed Hua Chengzan and took off into the air. He only stopped when he arrived at an extremely high altitude, lowering his head to look.

The yin qi that enveloped Burial Mound mountain for thousands of years formed a colossal vortex, all surging madly towards a single point. The surroundings of Burial Mound mountain had never been so clear before.

Burial Mound mountain collapsed at a visible rate, forming a colossal pit. The pit continued to grow, swallowing the earth in the surroundings.

Li Qingshan asked, “What the hell is this?”

Hua Chengzan said sternly, “A Gate of Hungry Ghosts!”

Li Qingshan asked in confusion. “What’s a Gate of Hungry Ghosts?”

“Have you heard about the six realms of sa?sāra before?”

“Of course. Don’t tell me this hole is connected to the Hungry Ghost realm?”

TL: There are six major realms of rebirth in buddhist cosmology (as well as corresponding entities), which are the realms of deva (deity-like beings), asura (demi-god-like beings who exhibit extreme anger and wrath, particularly towards deva), humans, animals, preta (hungry ghosts, beings of insatiable hunger and thirst with small mouths and long necks due to being overly greedy in their past lives) and naraka (hell). You can read more about it here: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sa%E1%B9%83s%C4%81ra_(Buddhism)#Realms_of_rebirth

Li Qingshan came to a realisation. Among the six realms of sa?sāra, every single realm was extremely vast. In comparison, the World of the Nine Provinces was almost negligible in size. The sight he saw earlier was the Hungry Ghost realm, and that probably could only be regarded as a small spectacle in the Hungry Ghost realm.

“That’s right. I’ve already sent a message back. We need to seal off this gate as soon as possible, or there’ll be a lot of trouble.”

“Yeah.”

Li Qingshan expressed his agreement. Just with what he saw earlier alone, a Corpse King, a group of Corpse Commanders, and a pile of Corpse Generals could throw the entire Green province into chaos, let alone a puny Clear River prefecture or the Ruyi commandery.

“But how do we seal it? There’s no way in hell I’m going to the other side.” If he were accidentally sucked into the Hungry Ghost realm, he would be done for.

Hua Chengzan laid out his hands. “I don’t know either. We can only wait until others arrive and then confer with them. This is probably already beyond what Foundation Establishment cultivators can handle.”