Legend of the Great Sage (Chapter 601-Chapter 700)

At the centre of the maze was a small clearing. There was an extremely-large strange rock that towered in the centre, coated in light that flowed like water.

Li Qingshan understood that the strange rock was the central crucial point of the formation. As long as he destroyed it, the formation would be completely deactivated, and it would turn into a regular forest of stone.

Destroying such a large and tough rock clearly was not an easy feat, but why did he have to destroy it?

Li Qingshan placed his hand on the strange rock and sent in his soul sense. The strange rock shone brightly, producing a power that contended against him, but he suppressed it very soon. He forcefully claimed control over the maze. The entire maze began to operate.

The three Foundation Establishment cultivators fled through the maze swiftly, refusing to remain for even a moment longer. As for the Qi Practitioners, the three of them had left them all behind. If they could buy some time, then it would be fantastic.

They understood the maze extremely well. As they advanced and retreated along the way, they did not hesitate at all. They calculated that if they took a few more steps, they would arrive at the entrance of the maze, but when they made their way around a strange rock, they all paled in fright.

Before they knew it, they had returned to the centre of the maze again, and their nightmare currently stood there with a sword in hand, his lips curling into a vicious smile.

He swung his sword!





Chapter 655: The Asura Field Descends | Legend of the Great Sage




Before Li Qingshan, the three Foundation Establishment cultivators basically stood no chance at all. Their lives were ended with a single swing of Li Qingshan’s sword. Even Foundation Establishment cultivators were like that, so Qi Practitioners were obviously even worse off. They wandered through the maze, only to return to Li Qingshan in the end.

The last stroke slid past a Qi Practitioner’s throat with a scarlet splash of blood.

With that, all of the lackeys Si Qing had sent in had been massacred. Li Qingshan felt satisfied inside and began laughing out loud. His battle intent surged, and his murderousness soared, but it also merged with the Dragon Arena unbeknownst to him.

Suddenly, the entire Dragon Arena shuddered.

Li Qingshan’s laughter stopped. All he saw was the colour of blood in the sky grow even heavier, completely turning blood-red from the original azure-blue. It began to spin slowly, forming a blood-red swirl and constantly spreading out into the surroundings until it filled the entire sky.

Shouts inaudible to the ear rang out from the very depths of the swirl, which could only be heard with the heart.

It was like an army of millions engaging in a bloody battle in the wilderness. There were no allies, only enemies. No one feared. No one retreated. They only constantly swung their weapons and advanced, fighting until a single person remained, standing on the battlefield and enjoying the glorious victory alone, letting out a hysterical bellow at the sky.

Every single person who heard the shouts would tremble from the depths of their souls, both out of fear and desire.

In his sea of consciousness, the tiger demon suddenly let out a growl. The desire to fight and kill suddenly became extremely intense. He was willing to fight anyone and anything to experience the hot-bloodedness and vigour of life as if this were the meaning to all existence.

Li Qingshan raised an eyebrow. The spirit turtle released a calming and serene aura, comforting and diluting this desire to kill. At the same time, he used the Demon Suppression Statuary, making the demon heart devour all of the irrepressible demonic nature. This was basically the best nourishment the demon heart could receive. Only like that did he manage to forcefully suppress the tiger demon.

This is the power from the Asura realm! The Dragon Arena is currently being converted into an Asura Field! Originally, I thought ending the battles could stop Si Qing from refining the Asura Field, but I didn’t think he’d still end up succeeding.

Li Qingshan understood what was going on. He had once projected his soul sense into the Hungry Ghost realm, one of the six realms of sa?sāra. At the time, the absolute deathly stillness had shocked him. That was the urging of an entire world.

Little did he know that it was exactly his power in the end that facilitated this conversion. The quality of the battle intent and murderousness the tiger demon gave off completely exceeded what regular cultivators could provide, which were the exact resources that refining an Asura Field needed the most. They were like a key, opening the gates to the Asura realm and allowing the Asura Field to descend.

Oh no, I need to rush back!

Li Qingshan collected the corpses and hundred treasures pouches that belonged to the Qi Practitioners and rushed out of the maze, returning to the original battlefield. He immediately heard the deafening sounds of fighting and killing. The chanting and music had all been drowned out by the shouts, no longer audible.

Several thousand Qi Practitioners currently engaged in a frenzied slaughter, ten times more brutal than the battles before. Even the most basic desire for survival had vanished. They swung their weapons and charged at the people around them, but they ignored the weapons that swept towards them. Even if they died, they still wanted to kill!

This was the will from the Asura realm. Even a hint of it was not something the wills of Qi Practitioners could resist, and it was not only Qi Practitioners either. Seeing this, even a few Foundation Establishment cultivators became restless, becoming tempted to take part in it.

Murderousness rushed into the air, and the blood-red swirl spun faster and faster in the sky. The fighting and killing on the ground became even more crazy.

A Foundation Establishment cultivator widened his eyes that were completely bloodshot. He waved his sword around as he roared, “Stop! Stop! All of you, stop!” With a swing of his hand, a golden arc whistled out, severing several Qi Practitioners along the waist. Having started killing, he was unable to control himself anymore, rushing into the battlefield and engaging in mindless slaughter.

The situation was completely out of control, but Li Qingshan understood that no matter how loudly he bellowed, no matter how viciously he killed, he could not stop it anymore. Since he could not stop it, then he would not stop it. It was not like he was some hero. All he had to do was protect the people he was familiar with.

As the swirl rapidly turned, the boundaries between the battlefields were torn to pieces. The terrains all became connected together, turning into a colossal battlefield that stretched several hundred kilometers.

Li Qingshan flew over to the centre of the battlefield. He stood on the Demon Suppression tower and called to Liu Zhangqing and the others, “Come with me!” Afterwards, he took back the Demon Suppression Tower and flew off into the distance.

He glanced through the battlefield and spotted a familiar face. Although he was covered in blood, Li Qingshan could still tell he was Hao Pingyang from the school of Mohism, currently waving the Yellow Dragon’s Cannon of Devouring Light as he fought against someone. A Chain of Demon Suppression extended over and curled back, pulling him in. Then he spotted Li Long from the school of Agriculture and pulled him in too, just in case he died in this chaotic battle. He conveniently saved a few disciples from the school of Novels too.

When Liu Zhangqing and the others saw Li Qingshan, they seemed to have found their backbone. They guarded their minds as they followed behind him closely. As long as the other cultivators still had some rationality about them, they followed behind him in a hurry, charging out of this quagmire together. When they saw what Li Qingshan was doing, they rushed into the battlefield as well, picking up two Qi Practitioners and doing everything that they could to save their disciples.