Legend of the Great Sage

ning into skulls and tightening the formation.
They cackled away as they surrounded the Soaring Locust King.

Xiao An had just not sent her entire string of Skull Prayer Beads here to help the Golden Cicada Spirit King ascend, but also to completely eliminate the problem that was the Soaring Locust King.

The developments occurred so quickly that they were like a plunging waterfall, swift, flexible, and as smooth as possible.
She had reversed the entire situation in a single instant.

Yue Wuyang and Jin Fugui exchanged glances, almost unable to return to their senses.
They obviously also managed to recognise that this was that “princess Xuanyue’s” handiwork.
The battle on Great Buddha mountain had already left them extremely shocked, but they never thought she had not even been using her full strength.

As it seemed, it was not a rumor that the Umbral Yin sect had been destroyed by her alone.
It made sense when they thought about it too.
Throughout history, were there any of the people who were worthy of the title “buddha nemesis” that were not supreme cultivators?

They, who had just been outnumbered by the Soaring Locust King earlier, used this opportunity to converge around him.
They wanted to end the locust plague that had wreaked havoc across the Green province from the very source, to avenge all the people that had fallen.

With each turn of the skulls, the Skeleton Demon Formation became tighter.
None of them were in a hurry to strike either, only holding their ground and plugging up any possible holes.
They pressed closer to the Soaring Locust King slowly, just in case he wanted to throw his life at any of them.

Having been forced into dire straits, the Soaring Locust King seemed to be dumbfounded.
He ignored everything going on around him, gazing at the sky.
His eyes became bloody as the corner of his eyes split open, allowing two streaks of blood to run down as tears.
He roared hysterically, “Golden Cicada!”

The fierce wind whistled and moaned like the accumulation of hatred, blowing across the ground, blowing across the sky.
This was fury and hatred that he could never be freed from.

The Golden Cicada Spirit King looked back.
He seemed to let out a sigh, recalling those matters of the past.

A cicada nymph that was drawn to the spiritual qi but refused to crawl out of the ground and a locust that refused to go with the autumn wind like the millions of others of its kind met at the same spiritual vein.
They endured countless springs, summers, autumns, and winters together, unlocking a ray of intelligence within their consciousness.

They were insects, ignorant, foolish insects, feeble, fleeting insects, ones that managed to emerge and stand out among their species.
The chances for them to become daemons was negligibly small, yet among the millions, the billions of choices that the will of the heavens could make, they became friends, spending their lives together.

……

“Look at you, you bumpkin.
Do you know the delight that comes from soaring through the air? When I become a Daemon King, I’ll call myself the Soaring Locust King!”

“There will be a day when I fly too, but before that, I need patience!”

“What patience? I’ll take you flying right now!”

“Don’t… Stop… It’s too high!”

……

“That damned baldy.
It hurts so much!”

“That’s a monk.”

“What monk? If I ever see a baldy again, I’ll eat them.
I won’t spare a single one!”

“Stop moving around.
Let me heal you.”

……

“Hehe, I’ve assumed a human form.
When I eat humans, I won’t be discovered so easily.”

“If you didn’t eat humans, those monks wouldn’t have pursued you so relentlessly.”

“Is there something wrong with your head? If I don’t eat humans, what am I supposed to eat? If I just drink tree sap, how long will that take before I become a Daemon Commander? Speaking of which, don’t you think humans taste better?”

“Whatever.
If you die, don’t blame me!”

……

“Sigh, I almost faced annihilation this time.
Sure enough, the King of Chu’s estate is not an easy enemy to face.
Fortunately, you warned me.”

“Just stop already.
If you continue like this, you’ll be killed.”

“Hmph.
Do the likes of them really think they can kill me, the Soaring Locust King? Speaking of which, I have you helping me out, don’t I? Those monks would never think of your identity.
Alright, stop showing me a long face.
Once you obtain the Chant of Deva-Nāga and I get my revenge, let’s ascend together!”

……

“Push over the Demon Suppression hall? What a good idea! Let’s make a mess!”

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“Golden Cicada! Why? Why!?”