Legend of the Great Sage (Chapter 701-Chapter 833)

Li Qingshan visualised the Demon Suppression statues, circulating the Demon Suppression Statuary at full strength. He poured all of the remaining demonic power in his demon heart into the Demon Suppression Tower to contend with the Myriad Poison Ancestor’s soul nascence.

However, the Demon Suppression Tower shook violently, and the green light became brighter and brighter. Li Qingshan discovered that he had still underestimated the power of a soul nascence. He watched helplessly as the Chains of Demon Suppression snapped. With a great boom, the Myriad Poison Ancestor’s soul nascence burst out of the tower and shone luminously.

His sea of consciousness churned violently as if a green sun had risen up from the sea.

With a crack, a tiny fracture appeared on the demon heart. It had become completely dim. Li Qingshan knew he could forget about summoning the Demon Suppression Tower again in a short period of time. He would not even be able to use the Demon Suppression Statuary.

“Hmph, that’s just a useless, desperate, last-ditch effort! Let’s see what else you’re capable of!” the Myriad Poison Ancestor said. He felt like victory was within his grasp, and he was ready to viciously torment Li Qingshan’s soul, to vent and pay him back for all of the ambushes and pursuits.

Before he had even finished talking, Li Qingshan said calmly, “The Spirit Turtle Suppresses the Seas!”

The spirit turtle appeared and descended from above.

Compared to the Demon Suppression Tower, the spirit turtle did not seem very mighty. Not only was it much smaller than the Demon Suppression Tower, but it descended very gradually too, giving off a faint glow. It descended slowly as if it was in no hurry at all.

However, wherever the glow reached, the churning sea of consciousness settled down. The green light seemed to seize up as well, losing its original might.

“What!”

The Myriad Poison Ancestor paled in fright. There were not a lot of cultivators that went out of their way to practise techniques for battling in the sea of consciousness. Normally at this point, it would merely be a clash between the strength of their souls and wills, while it went even more without saying for daemons. The Myriad Poison Ancestor had already been extremely surprised by the strength of the Demon Suppression Tower Li Qingshan had summoned. He never imagined him to possess an even stronger move.

“Heh, you think you can take me on? Who is making a useless, desperate, last-ditch effort now?”

Li Qingshan snickered. As someone who practised the Nine Transformations of the Demonic and Divine, he did not have any shortcomings. He was flawless both inside and out. Whether it was for a clash of techniques, close combat, or a clash of the mind, he possessed a set of corresponding methods for all of them.

When the Myriad Poison Ancestor burst through the Demon Suppression Tower, he seemed unstoppable, but it had taken up quite a lot of his power. His soul nascence was no longer as exuberant as it originally was, now slightly dim. Although he put up a desperate struggle, the Spirit Turtle Suppresses the Seas was not merely slightly stronger than the Demon Suppression Statuary.

The spirit turtle pressed down on the green light inch by inch. It seemed slow, but it was unstoppable, directly pressing down to the top of the soul nascence. The brilliant green light had been reduced to a small ball, but it was extremely condensed too. For a moment, they entered a stalemate.

However, Li Qingshan had the Water God Seal to replenish his powers, while the Myriad Poison Ancestor had absolutely nothing. Before long, the small ball was reduced to a dim small ball. Victory had been determined.

But at this moment, the Myriad Poison Ancestor roared hoarsely, “Stop! If you still don’t stop, I’ll blow up my soul nascence, and we can perish together!”





Chapter 811: Threats of Death, Who's Afraid of Who | Legend of the Great Sage




The figure of the spirit turtle hovered above the Myriad Poison Ancestor without pressing down any further, but it continued to glow.

Li Qingshan definitely believed the Myriad Poison Ancestor had the determination to drag him down with him. Most importantly, the suppression of the spirit turtle could not be completed instantly. It gave him ample time to think and decide on the course of action to take.

If the soul nascence blew up in his sea of consciousness, he would definitely be blown to pieces. No matter how tough his body was, no matter how startling his regenerative powers were, only death would await him.

Li Qingshan could not help but lament that this Myriad Poison Ancestor sure was difficult to deal with. He had been caught off-guard and successfully ambushed; then the asura assassin Yin Qing had kept him busy, followed by a pursuit of several thousand kilometers. In this battle, Xiao An had basically been incapacitated, while Yin Qing was on the brink of death, yet he still almost escaped. Just when Li Qingshan had made a breakthrough on the spot after so much difficulty and thought he could finally kill him, they still ended up in a stalemate.

“Hurry up and get rid of this turtle, or I’ll take you down with me!” The Myriad Poison Ancestor’s soul nascence waved its fist around, giving off its own sense of viciousness and resolve.

However, Li Qingshan did not remove the spirit turtle. Instead, he smiled. “Myriad Poison, you’ve cultivated arduously for a thousand years at the very least, undergoing the third heavenly tribulation and condensing a soul nascence after so much difficulty, yet you constantly say you’ll drag me down with you without even batting an eye. Who are you trying to frighten?”

Even if Li Qingshan was not bold enough to force the Myriad Poison Ancestor into dire straits, the Myriad Poison Ancestor would be underestimating Li Qingshan’s courage a little too much if he thought he could get away with whatever he wanted just by threatening to perish together. He believed the Myriad Poison Ancestor would not go with this worst plan possible as long as there was still a ray of hope.

If regular cultivators had ended up like this, perhaps they might put everything on the line without the slightest regard out of dejection. However, while great cultivators still experienced the same emotions as regular people and could be affected by their emotions, they would not lose their most basic rationality.

“Hehe, I’ve already lived long enough, while you’re in the prime of your life. You’re already so capable at such a young age, where even the princes of the Dragon province pale in comparison to you. If a futureless old coot like me could end the path of a genius like you, that’s not a bad way to die.”

The Myriad Poison Ancestor faced dire straits, but he instead recovered some of his bearing as he spoke slowly.

“You’re far too kind, fellow. How could a junior like me compare to you…”

The two of them chimed in one after another. One said the other was highly accomplished and had gone to great lengths with his cultivation, while the other praised he was a talented genius and had a limitless future. If a third person listened in on the conversation, they would have thought they were sucking up to one another!

Right now, whoever cherished their life more would be under the control of the other.

“I’ve heard that soul nascences are extremely wondrous. As long as they’ve found a suitable body, they won’t lose any cultivation apart from wasting some time!” Li Qingshan gave some hope to the Myriad Poison Ancestor.

“Sigh, I’ve screwed up such a simple task and am now in dire straits, so how can I still think about the future? I might as well just forget about it!” The Myriad Poison Ancestor sighed and the soul nascence suddenly began to tremble. Terrifying power that could destroy everything was gradually released.

“What are you trying to do?” Li Qingshan asked calmly.

He arrived high in the air, among the atmospheric winds, and flapped the wings of wind. He flew in the direction of Savage mountain as he tossed two sumeru rings into the Watermirror’s Image, transferring it to his clone in Cloud Dream marsh.