Legend of the Great Sage

As a result, the four of them refused to budge.

The Dauntless monk said, “Today is the day we die for the monastery! Holding true to our hearts of chan, to the buddha!”

The three other Monk Kings repeated, “Holding true to our hearts of chan, to the buddha!”

Golden light erupted, and the four Monk Kings turned into a guardian king that stood over three hundred meters tall, raising its arms to receive the incoming Sword Collection peak.

Boom! There was a great rumble, but they did not experience the violent impact they were expecting.
A pair of black columns rose up around them, and following it with their gazes, they saw a huge, indomitable ox demon holding up the entire Sword Collection peak on its shoulders.

“Qingshan!” the Unraging monk called out.

“What are you waiting for? Go!”

Li Qingshan grinned as his bones crackled.
Even with the Ox Demon Transformation and the numerous abilities of the ox demon, he struggled to contend with the Sword Collection peak’s pressure.
His shoulder bones completely shattered, his spine bent and fractured, and his flesh and blood went even more without saying, grinding against the rock of the Sword Collection peak and turning into rising flames.
However, his pair of horns locked against the mountain peak and held on firmly.
His ox hooves sank deeply into Great Buddha mountain, making the head of the buddha crack and collapse.

The Dauntless monk was moved.
He said solemnly, “We owe you our lives!” Then he ordered loudly, “All disciples, retreat from Great Buddha mountain immediately!”

He was reluctant to admit it, but they no longer had a place in this battle anymore.
They were basically an entire realm of cultivation away from the Sword Collection peak.
Only supreme cultivators that had reached the peak of the third heavenly tribulation like the Dragon King of Ink Sea could stand a chance.
The others would just be sending themselves to their deaths for nothing.

“You damned insect.
Watch as I crush you!” “elder Tian” said, but it was no longer his voice.
Instead, the entire Sword Collection peak roared furiously.

Rumble! Li Qingshan’s colossal body was basically pushed into Great Buddha mountain.
His bones crackled and popped throughout his body, but he only became even more determined.
He said sternly, “Come!”

With a dragon’s cry, the inky clouds tossed and turned, gathering beside Li Qingshan and lifting up the Sword Collection peak together.
The Dragon King of Ink Sea coiled around Great Buddha mountain.

“Reversal of the Five Elements!” The Fierce King of Chu planted a foot on the Sword Collection peak and launched a palm strike at “elder Tian”.

“Elder Tian” kept one hand in the Sword Collection peak as he formed a seal with the other.

He had no sword in hand, but he seemed to have the entire Sword Domain of Heaven and Earth in the palm of his hand.
The swords and the palm clashed a thousand times in a single instant.
Even though his posture was all over the place and his body could not twist or turn freely, he did not lose the upper hand at all.
The collateral energy kicked up a storm.

A huge, inky dragon’s head rose up from the eastern face of the Sword Collection peak, biting over.

“Elder Tian” pointed his hand at the Fierce King of Chu as his right leg twisted at a strange angle, planting his foot heavily on the dragon’s head.

The dragon’s head suddenly turned into human form—no different from the Mo Wuhen that Li Qingshan had once seen—raising his arms gracefully and swinging down with his sword.

Clang! With the clashing of metal, all of the flesh on “elder Tian’s” right leg vanished, and his bones turned into the edge of a sword, blocking the slash.
His left leg transitioned in the same way, extending out with a flash.

The imposing, scarlet light from the Scarlet Dragon King was split into two, and it was deflected as well, hurling towards the Fierce King of Chu and the Dragon King of Ink Sea respectively.

The Fierce King of Chu struck out with his hand.
The space before him distorted, and the scarlet light was deflected, flying off into the horizon.

The Dragon King of Ink Sea drifted like ink, avoiding the scarlet light with ease.
There was a great rumble several dozen kilometers behind him, and a mushroom cloud rose up into the air.
The circular shockwave knocked the retreating monks off their feet.

The four Monk Kings struggled to hide their shock.
The swordsmanship was basically unbelievable.
It was not a coincidence that they had been defeated in a single strike earlier.
As a matter of fact, it could even be described as fortunate.

The Sword Collection peak let out a strange, twisted laughter, filled with fury, delight, hatred, and viciousness, like a madman’s hysterical laughter.
It was filled with chaos, making it impossible for people to distinguish what was behind the laughter, except its effect was like the sound of demons.
The monks all collapsed on the ground, clutching their heads and howling in pain.
The Monk Kings had to unleash the Chant of Deva-Nāga, and only then did the disciples survive.

Within the storm, “elder Tian” who bore no resemblance to a human anymore contended against the three powerful cultivators alone.

The landscape and scenery blurred and changed, sometimes a mighty canvas, sometimes the landscape of the Green province, but it never managed to completely destroy the Sword Domain of Heaven and Earth.

With the Dragon King of Ink Sea and the Fierce King of Chu’s assistance, Li Qingshan felt the pressure on him become much lighter, but only relatively.
The Sword Collection peak still weighed on him heavily, almost immobilising him as it ate away at his flesh, blood, and bone.
His shoulders had almost been crushed to pulp, completely relying on his body to hold it up.

No matter how powerful his allies were, it was useless if his cultivation was insufficient.
However, since when was he the kind to rely on others?

“Moo!”

Li Qingshan lowered his head and sucked in a deep breath, letting out the heavy bellow of an ox.
He threw his head against the Sword Collection peak heavily!

Elder Tian suddenly widened his eyes.
He never imagined him to still possess the strength to fight back given his state, and his counterattack was so forceful and without any regard.

Boom! With an earth-shaking rumble, the Sword Collection peak was smashed to pieces.
A wave of air swept hundreds of kilometers away as countless boulders shot off like rain.

Li Qingshan’s skull fractured and blood poured from his head, all turning into flames and roaring away, like his battle spirit that had never been extinguished.
Standing on the half-collapsed Great Buddha mountain, he straightened out his body and roared furiously with his head held high, “Come crush me!”

The monks all looked at Great Buddha mountain from a distance.
For a moment, their spirits surged, unable to contain their emotions!

The Fierce King of Chu and the Dragon King of Ink Sea exchanged glances, both unsurprised.

With his bearing, just who could praise or belittle him? That was his pride!