Legend of the Great Sage

amed out.
The Spirit Kṣetra temple was not the Bhikṣu Mountain temple.
A frontal attack was different from a sneak attack at night too.

“That won’t be necessary.
Just stand on my shoulder and watch.”

Li Qingshan let out a simple grin on his ox face.
The muscles throughout his body twisted and bulged as he slowly bent down and knelt down on one knee.

A Monk King sneered.
“Wretched daemon, it’s still not too late for you to kneel down and beg for mercy!”

Li Qingshan said nothing.
His back arched up like a mountain, like a volcano about to eru     pt.
His arms that seemed to be forged out of solid metal were suddenly raised high into the air before slamming against the ground heavily.

Boom! The mountains shook.

The Monk Kings looked at each other, clueless about what he was trying to do.

Boom! The ground cracked open.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Li Qingshan struck the ground again and again.
All of the buildings inside the Spirit Kṣetra temple shook and swayed, but under the protection of the formation, none of them collapsed.
At most, they only lost all of their roof tiles.

At this very moment, from a bird’s eye view, it was possible to see two cracks running around the mountain spreading rapidly until they linked up behind the mountain, forming a circle.

The spiritual qi in the Spirit Kṣetra temple immediately began to decline.

“Oh no, he’s trying to sever the spiritual vein!”

“There’s no need to be flustered.
The wretched daemon is just wasting his strength.
Does he really think he can sever the spiritual vein by creating cracks? Even without the spiritual vein, the formation will remain standing.
Let’s see what else he’s capable of!”

Li Qingshan straightened himself out.
He was not trying to sever the underground spiritual vein.
Instead, he was trying to free the entire Spirit Kṣetra temple from the earth.
He pointed at the temple.
“Rise!”

Rumble!

The colossal mountain actually began to rise gradually with his gesture and order.

Thousands of tonnes of soil poured down.
Pagodas tilted in the temple; halls collapsed.

However, the grand hall stood very firm, except the chanting monks inside were unable to react in time, falling and rolling across the floor.

The Monk Kings all paled in fright.
They were in disbelief.
What kind of power was this!?

The remaining part of Kuang Tian’s face was filled with shock as well.
“The power to uproot mountains?”

Even in the Hungry Ghost realm, when he was in his peak condition, he could not pull such a large mountain out from the ground.
Even if he underwent another heavenly tribulation, he probably still would not be capable of something like that! He immediately felt like his defeat was well-deserved.
He even wondered whether Li Qingshan had been holding back some strength during their battle.

It was obviously impossible for Li Qingshan to achieve this through his own strength, even if he turned into an ox.
Back then, when he uprooted a small mountain and placed it on Great Buddha mountain as the buddha’s head, it had already taken him all of his strength, and he had to do it in person.
Right now, he was basically relying on the Force Field of the Earth alone to uproot the entire mountain.

Everything still boiled down to the Swelling Earth of the Nine Heavens in his hand.
With his source of the earth, he could deal with these mountains and rocks as easily as a father could order his son around.

Of course, if it had been someone else, even if they were stronger than Li Qingshan in terms of cultivation, they could not wield the power of the Swelling Earth of the Nine Heavens like this.
The power of the ox demon already neared the fundamental powers.

As the mountain was lifted up from the ground, a great pit replaced where it stood originally.
At the bottom of the pit was a black hole.

Immediately, demon qi gushed into the air, shrouding the stars and dimming the sun.

The Spirit Kṣetra temple suppressed a demon cavern of unprecedented size.
Countless demonfolk climbed out of the demon cavern, with even a few Demon Kings among them.
Having regained freedom, they all demonfied as they roared out, ready to make a mess.

A hoof fell, shattering the demon cavern.
The roars immediately vanished.

The space where demon caverns resided had always been extraordinarily fragile.
Li Qingshan’s stomp had crushed it, cutting all of the demonfolk to pieces.
Even Demon Kings could not withstand such damage.
On top of that, it was completely impossible to reassemble themselves in the shattered space, so only death awaited them.

A hundred thousand demonfolk and several Demon Kings perished from a stomp.

The Monk Kings were about to rush out of the Spirit Kṣetra temple and throw their lives at Li Qingshan.
When they saw this, they gulped instead and dismissed that thought.

Even when a human unearthed an ant’s nest and tried to crush all the ants, it would not be as simple as this.
They were not afraid of dying, but they did not want to be casually crushed underfoot.

Li Qingshan did not even look at the demon cavern.
He raised his head high into the air as his bare, robust body was filled with a sense of primitive vigour.
Supporting the Spirit Kṣetra temple with one hand, he stood in the world like a primordial demon god.
He suddenly moved his hooves and ran off in the direction of Dragonshead mountain.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Stepping through rivers and stepping over mountains, he left behind a track of deep footprints.

Many cultivation sects sat between the mountains along the way.
The cultivators all watched in shock as they saw him run along madly with a mountain in his hand, unable to return to their senses.

Li Qingshan said to Xiao An, “Now these are our hostages! Several tens of thousand bald asses for a single bald ass.
Now that bald ass has himself a fantastic deal!”

On Dragonshead mountain, the vice minister of works who happened to be a grandmaster of the school of Mohism arrived at an extremely great altitude.
He took out an arcane treasure that resembled a telescope and peered in the direction of the Spirit Kṣetra temple with one eye.

“Do you see it? Has the wretched daemon taken down the Spirit Kṣetra temple?”

The religious preceptor of the left panicked inside.
Just then, his connection with the Spirit Kṣetra temple had abruptly been broken as if the temple had vanished into thin air.

The vice minister of works widened his eyes and furrowed his brows as if he was not too certain about what he was seeing.
He blinked his eyes repeatedly before allowing his jaw to drop.

The religious preceptor of the left urged him a few more times.

The vice minister of works lowered his head.
He was still rather stunned.
“He’s returned… with… the Spirit Kṣetra temple!”

“With the Spirit Kṣetra temple?”

Everyone below felt puzzled.
What did that mean, with the Spirit Kṣetra temple? Had he stuffed the Spirit Kṣetra temple into his pockets or something? This vice minister of words had always been enthralled in the research of puppets and machinery, such that he was a little deranged, so everyone had their doubts.

However, when a vigorous figure crossed over a mountain, running towards Dragonshead mountain with great steps, everyone was stunned.
Their gazes all gathered on the golden mountain that hovered above his right hand.

That was… the Spirit Kṣetra temple!?