Legend of the Great Sage

The two voices overlapped and formed a strange rhythm.

“Kill the Soaring Locust King!”

The One Lamp monk was astounded.
He had overcome his inner demons, and the third heavenly tribulation was in sight, but he really did not have the courage to say kill the Soaring Locust King.
The difference between them was far too great.

“Have I said all that for nothing? Why do you want to become stronger? Isn’t it just to kill powerful enemies and achieve revenge? Don’t you even have that bit of determination in you?”

Li Qingshan waved his hand, and the huge blade in the battle demon’s hand pointed at the One Lamp monk.

The One Lamp monk blanked out.
He had not adjusted himself to Li Qingshan’s principles of life just yet, but his hatred for the Soaring Locust King was extremely deep.
He said loudly, “I do!”

“Don’t listen to his nonsense.
Becoming stronger is for the sake of finding your true self and upholding justice, not for revenge!” The Unraging monk suddenly appeared and placed one of his huge hands on the One Lamp monk’s shoulder.

“Senior uncle Unraging!” The One Lamp monk bowed in a hurry.

“I'm glad that you could overcome your inner demons, but don’t let hatred blind you, or it’ll become another inner demon!” the Unraging monk said sincerely.

“I have taken the advice to heart!” The One Lamp monk reflected on himself in a hurry.
Now that was the saying he was accustomed to.

“What’s the difference? Finding your true self is possessing hatred.
Upholding justice is slaughter.” 

Li Qingshan disagreed as the battle demon roared away.

“That’s a complete inversion of the truth!” The Unraging monk scolded loudly, immediately drowning out the battle demon’s roars.

Li Qingshan was mildly stunned.
He had known the Unraging monk for all this time, but never had he seen him so furious.
It really was a shocking sight.
As it seemed, this eminent monk of buddhism still had his principles no matter how casual he seemed normally.
However, Li Qingshan had never been a fan of verbal bickering, so with a clang, the battle demon placed its huge blade over its shoulder.

“Reason doesn’t side with who’s louder.
What’re you yelling for?”

“Li Qingshan, I told you to practise the Demon Suppression Statuary.
What did you end up practising?” The Unraging monk pointed at the battle demon.
That was truly an inversion now.

“This is my understanding of the Demon Suppression Statuary.
What’s wrong with it?”

“Reverse the cultivation method immediately and return to the correct path!” The Unraging monk ordered.

“Let me warn you.
I might call you master, but I hate it the most when others tell me what to do!” Li Qingshan said in dissatisfaction.

“How dare you! I’ve spent my days being too tolerant of you, which is why you ended up falling into the demonic path.
I’ll teach you a lesson today, damned disciple!”

The Unraging monk swung his hand and tossed the One Lamp monk onto the eighth floor before taking a step forward.
A colossal guardian king appeared behind him, scarlet-red all over like he was forged from bronze.
He stood over six hundred meters tall with a crown on his head and a floating sash around his body.
He was bare-chested with a protruding belly, standing upright and solemnly.
Although he had been condensed from demon qi, he had a faint halo behind his back.

The Unraging monk had once been known as the Raging monk.
Now, he was known as the Unraging Guardian King!

The guardian king wielded a crescent monk’s spade, also taking a step forward with the Unraging monk.
With a great boom, the entire Demon Suppression hall seemed to shake.

“Damned fatty, you’re crazy!”

Li Qingshan had guessed that his conversion to the Battle Demon Statuary would make the Dauntless monk frown heavily—that old monk had always been trying to make things difficult for him—but he never expected the Unraging monk’s response to be so violent.

The Unraging monk bellowed out, “Fury of the Guardian King, Subduing the Four Demons!”

The guardian king widened its eyes into a glare and erupted with a holy glow.

Li Qingshan immediately felt restrained and repressed.
He knew that the Unraging monk’s Demon Suppression Statuary had already reached a realm of mastery, which was particularly effective against demonfolk, but he refused to back down.
The battle demon pointed out with its blade.
“Teach me a lesson? I’m afraid you don’t have that ability!”

Only the master and the disciple remained on the ninth floor of the Demon Suppression hall, confronting one another.
The battle demon radiated with violence while the guardian king shone with fury.