Legend of the Great Sage

letely lost in outer space.

“I can try shrinking in size and passing through,” said Gu Yanying.

“What do you think, Xiaoming?” Li Qingshan asked.

“No matter what, we need to leave this region as quickly as we can.” Rāhu Xiaoming was stern.

“Why?”

“It’s best if you don’t find out.” Rāhu Xiaoming smiled in a chilling manner.

“Then let’s cross through.”

Gu Yanying sucked in a deep breath.
The kunpeng gradually shrank until its wingspan was only three thousand metres across.
It would still be a colossal creature in a world, but it had become even more insignificant in the vast outer space as it flew towards the mountains.

She controlled the powers of the kunpeng, fending off the power of the magnetic fields that was present everywhere while gathering the tremendous atmospheric winds to knock away the incoming asteroids.
That was not even the most dangerous part.
Instead, it was the spatial fragments of various sizes.
They were like broken pieces of glass, almost completely transparent.
Even the kunpeng had to avoid them carefully, which drastically affected its speed too.

Rāhu Xiaoming became even sterner, but he said nothing.
He stared at the surroundings in a daze.

When they approached a great mountain that stretched tens of thousand kilometres, Li Qingshan shut his eyes and reached out with his hand, but he did not sense the strength of the earth.
Was it because it was too small, so it still could not be regarded as the earth?

However, even the largest mountains here were of that scale.
It was quite difficult to find mountains that large in the nine provinces too.
Clearly, they still possessed parts that originally belonged underground.

However, he could clearly sense the strength of the earth, and it was growing stronger and stronger, almost like a calling.
He could not help but become filled with curiosity.
Just what was waiting for him up ahead?

“Look over there!”

Gu Yanying broke the silence.
Li Qingshan and Rāhu Xiaoming followed her gaze and looked over, only to see a colossal structure built into the side of a large mountain.
The style differed drastically from anything in the nine provinces, and it was severely damaged, but they could still see some of its past glory.

“That’s definitely not something mortals can build.
It must be a major sect.”

Li Qingshan was rather amazed.
Buildings by mortals definitely could not survive, but even cultivators had ended up like this, so let alone mortals?

“Yeah, you can even see the layout for the protective formation.
It seems to have been swallowed by magma.
Hmm? There’s someone there! Oh, it’s just a stone statue.”

Gu Yanying could vaguely make out a figure standing on the top of the mountain, but only when she flew closer did she realise it was a stone statue.
It depicted a female, complete with all the minor details like eyebrows and hair.
She was lifelike.

“That’s not a stone statue.
She petrified herself in an attempt to survive this.
Hmph, how foolish.
If she had committed suicide a little earlier, she might still have the opportunity to enter saṃsāra.”

Rāhu Xiaoming showed contempt.
Once a world declined to a certain level, its connection with the six realms of saṃsāra would be broken, but regular people obviously did not know about that.

Only now did Li Qingshan and Gu Yanying notice the despair on the woman’s face.
Clearly, this was a final struggle in the face of death.
Outer space did not just devour spiritual qi.
It devoured souls as well, so what was the point of turning herself into a stone statue?

Gu Yanying said, “Perhaps she was waiting for someone too!”

Li Qingshan gazed at the woman’s face without a word.

Gu Yanyin said, “Apologies.”

“It’s fine, but the nine provinces won’t be destroyed so easily.
The scale of the world doesn’t seem to be any less than the nine provinces’.
Do you think there’ll be any treasures left behind?” Li Qingshan felt the calling from the strength of the earth become stronger.

“With the destruction of a world, all of the spiritual qi disperses.
Everything that relies on it will be destroyed as a result.”

That image appeared in Rāhu Xiaoming’s head again—on the blood-red earth, a child wielded a slingshot and hunted down the stars under his mother’s guidance.