Legend of the Great Sage

of cultivators, it was the truth.
As long as he was strong enough, he could trample over the laws of the world just like everything else.

Li Qingshan used his own strength as a foundation to practise a method that others dared not think about.
The demon heart had already become covered in cracks, completely relying on external force to maintain.
However, he continued to absorb the demon energy, allowing the cracks to become even denser.
The demon heart cracked into pieces even finer than dust.

Whenever his demon qi grew stronger, the pressure from the Demon Suppression Tower and the restraints from the Chains of Demon Suppression grew stronger as well, forming a deadlock.

However, while it was true that the might of the Demon Suppression Statuary would grow with the “enemy’s” demonic nature, it was impossible for the Unraging monk to suppress Demon God Qiongqi even if he tossed out the Demon Suppression Tower.
Everything had a limit.

Li Qingshan used a handful of Demon King hearts as a foundation and pushed the Demon Suppression Statuary to the limit very quickly.
A crack suddenly appeared on the towering, mountainous Demon Suppression Tower.
He grinned and continued to refine the demon energy.
The crack spread across the entire tower very soon.

Li Qingshan had already turned into an armoured monster that stood over a hundred meters tall.
He no longer cared about the poses of the Demon Suppression statues, just throwing fists after fists at the Demon Suppression Tower with the heavy Chains of Demon Suppression around him.
The chains creaked as they extended and twisted.

“Shatter!”

Li Qingshan shuddered all over and extended his arms as hard as he could.
The Chains of Demon Suppression crumbled around him, and he threw his head against the tower.

With a great rumble, the Demon Suppression Tower collapsed loudly before turning back into demon qi and surging back into him.
His demonified form swelled up yet again, only stopping once he exceeded three hundred meters in height.

The demon heart that had always been on the brink of shattering began to condense together again, turning into the heart of a Demon King.

The colossal demonic armour was entangled with chains, but they were no longer a restraint, but a weapon! A straight, sharp horn protruded from the centre of his helmet, pointing at the skies, shaped just like the Demon Suppression Tower.

Li Qingshan felt the brand-new power within him and became delighted.
Were there any butterflies who were not caught in a trap of their own spinning, and did they ever worry that they would not be able to break free from this trap, this cocoon?

There were still many problems for him to resolve such as his energy lacking refinement, leaving his demonified form clumsy.
Additionally, he was stuck in an uncontrollable state once he demonified, and the quality of his demon heart was much lower without the refinement of the heavenly tribulation.

However, a Demon King was a Demon King.
All of the issues could be resolved slowly, and he was confident he could control himself no matter what state he was in.
That was enough!

With a thought, Li Qingshan assumed his form of the demonic and divine that stood over two thousand meters tall, clad in a set of dark-red demonic armour.
To his surprise, it was quite a fit.

In the end, he returned to human form and released the demonification, only to discover he was covered in demonic markings and reeking of demon qi.
He could not hide it.
If he ran around like this outside, cultivators would notice a great Demon King like him even from a hundred kilometers away.
He definitely could not set foot in the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga in his current state.
Fortunately, he had the Spirit Turtle’s Method of Sea Suppression.
Not only could it suppress the demon qi, but it could even remove the demonic markings too.

Li Qingshan left the Asura Field and passed the remaining demon hearts to Xiao An.
Spiritual medicines and spiritual stones were basically useless to her, but demon hearts grew with demonfolk.
They were unlike golden cores, which were pure crystallisations of energy.
They instead bore some resemblance to the śarīra of buddhist cultivators.
She tossed the demon hearts into the Blood Sea Banner to digest them slowly.

Time flew.
Xiao An continued to forge the Skull Prayer Beads, while Li Qingshan began to refine his demon heart.
In the blink of an eye, several months passed.

On this day, a woman in red arrived outside the dwelling and called out with uncertainty, “Qingshan?”

“Qiongzhi!”

 ps： 努力更新求月票啊，这个月我要写十万字！