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

Gu Yanying rushed over with a flash, swinging her fan at the wisp of black smoke.

A hideous, winged corpse beast with pieces of flesh clinging from its bone charged out of the Gate of Hungry Ghosts. Leaving behind a trail of black smoke, it lifted Zi’er onto its back and bit at Gu Yanying vicious.

Corpse Commander! Gu Yanying shivered inside and retreated.

Within the black mist, another man dressed as a mourning son with a white mourning hood and wielding a mourning stick stumbled out from the Gate of Hungry Ghosts. Apart from having a pale complexion, he seemed no different from a living person, but the aura he gave off left everyone present stunned.

TL: The corpse is dressed in a way where it’s basically mourning for the death of its parent(s). The Chinese mourning attire in this case looks like this:

And a mourning stick looks like this:

A Corpse Commander had finally appeared.

The man looked around, and his expression suddenly underwent a startling series of changes. His eyebrows drooped down, and his mouth opened slightly, making a human expression of great grief as he began wailing in tears.

“You’ve all died so tragically!”





Chapter 543: The Ease and Difficulty of Living and Dying | Legend of the Great Sage




“I can’t stand it anymore!”

A cultivator clutched his head and let out a wail. With a bang, his sea of qi exploded, turning into a ball of bloody mist.

“Retreat! Retreat!” Liu Zhangqing ordered loudly.

A battle on such a level had already become something they could no longer partake in. The aftermath of the battle alone was enough to kill them.

Li Qingshan retreated as well, but he intentionally maintained his distance from the rest of the cultivators. He frowned and gazed at the depths of the black mist.

Why hasn’t Xiao An retreated?

The atmospheric winds whistled, forcing the Corpse Commander in mourning attire to halt with his crying. He bent his knees forward and suddenly leapt up. The mourning stick whistled towards Han Anguo in an overhead swing like the miserable wails of ghosts.

Hearing the sound was already enough to cause splitting pain to the mind and aches to the body for a regular cultivator. However, Han Anguo’s heart was as tough as steel. Completely unfazed, he brandished his spear and received it in a battle. Immediately, sand and stone was thrown into the air as blasts of air rocketed the region.

Just like that, a corpse and a person became entangled. Only an aura of death and murderousness was on a constant rise.

After unleashing the strand of atmospheric winds, Gu Yanying became entangled with the winged corpse beast. The two of them constantly maneuvered and chased after one another in the air. Apart from when they changed directions, it was impossible to make out their figures. Only two different sharp sounds of wind could be made out, constantly climbing higher and entangling together.

The corpse beast was powerful, but Gu Yanying was confident enough to kill it within a few strikes under normal conditions. The powerful talismans in her sumeru ring were sufficient to reduce the corpse beast to pieces.

As they were above the Gate of Hungry Ghosts, she could still use the atmospheric winds freely, but it was unavoidable for other techniques and talismans to be affected. On the contrary, the corpse beast had its might redoubled, growing fiercer as it fought.

However, Gu Yanying’s speed was superior, making her almost untouchable. As long as she had some time, the corpse beast would end up dead anyway, but time happened to be tight right now.

The Marquis of Ruyi could no longer worry about whether the Seal of Mountains and Rivers would be damaged anymore. If this continued, he would probably end up losing the entire Commandery of Ruyi. Pointing down, the Seal of Mountains and Rivers rose up and expanded.

Together with it was a strange howl, like thousands of voices murmuring at the same time, merging into a wish that echoed through the heavens.

“Zi’er” gazed at the Dark Queen in the distance vigilantly. She had already clearly sensed she was the most dangerous enemy present. She did not even glance at the Seal of Mountains and Rivers above.

A huge figure brushed past her. It was a one-eyed, one-horned giant, or more accurately, a Daemon Commander transformed from the corpse of a giant. He stood over a hundred meters tall, rippling with muscles. He was colossal and robust, and his legs were short and stocky like two huge pillars.

He lifted his huge hands and pushed upwards.

With a great rumble, the giant Corpse Commander was crushed into the ground. He was pressed down all the way to his waist as his entire body crackled with bone fractures. His corpse qi constantly surged, on the verge of collapse, but he did stop the Seal of Mountains and Rivers forcefully.

“Zi’er” still did not raise her head or glance above. She only stared at the Dark Queen, as well as the colossal figure that faded in and out behind her.

The Gate of Hungry Ghosts spewed out beings furiously. In a short while, another several hundred thousand Corpse Soldiers under the lead of a few Corpse Generals charged out. The Corpse Generals raised their hands and their corpse qi all gushed into the giant Corpse Commander’s body.

The giant Corpse Commander riled up in vigour and slowly lifted the Seal of Mountains and Rivers, actually defeating the seal in a trial of strength. This was a feat that even the current Li Qingshan could not achieve.

Over a dozen more streaks of golden light flew over from the horizon. Under the urgent summoning of the Marquis of Ruyi, most of the Golden Core cultivators in the Ruyi commandery had rushed over.

As for the masters and elders of sects, the Marquis of Ruyi could not order them around, but they were all members of the Daemon Suppression alliance. The Sword Collection received the news and immediately ordered them to come and provide support.



The power of the human cultivators swelled drastically.

However, the Dark Queen’s heart sank because powerful auras leapt out of the Gate of Hungry Ghosts one by one too. They varied in shape and size such that half of them were not even humanoid, belonging to the various races of the living creatures among the six realms, but all of them had now joined the ranks of the dead. When they were still living, they were separated from one another by their races, but after death, they could instead fight alongside one another. It was quite ironic.

Any single one of them would only be stronger than the reinforcing Golden Cultivators, not weaker. There were no undead produced by the limitless fighting and devouring of the Hungry Ghost realm that were not skilled in battle.

As for the Golden Core cultivators, no matter how capable they were, they would all be limited in this aspect. The fruits of several millennia of peace were obtained upon reaching Golden Core, so even the opportunity to fight against others became very scarce. Only large sects like the three sects of the Green province could use various means to maintain an intense level of struggle to train their disciples.

And, these Corpse Commanders could even gather the power of other Corpse Soldiers and Corpse Generals, which made them terrifyingly powerful.

The Gate of Hungry Ghosts was equivalent to a portal. If one Corpse Commander could pass through, then that meant even more Corpse Commanders could pass through. Golden Core cultivators might have been extremely precious and scarce in the World of the Nine Provinces, but there were countless Corpse Commanders in the Hungry Ghost realm.

The nine provinces might have been vast, but compared to any one realm of the six realms of sa?sāra, it would be like a pond to the ocean.

Once the two were linked, any old ripple from the ocean could completely flood the pond. If they could not seal off the Gate of Hungry Ghosts in time, the consequences would be unfathomable.