Legend of the Great Sage

o revival from death.
It was truly an undying body.
Let alone having a head smashed in, even if the entire body was smashed in, it could reassemble instantly.

Only the depletion of power remained an issue.
After complete exhaustion, it was still possible to die.
However, there was the endless earth right beneath his feet, as well as the ox demon’s ability, the Strength of the Earth.

With the two combined, it became a true body of undying.

It was as if the Asura realm was trying to express good will. Come, have a taster first.
The Asura realm is where you truly belong.

Li Qingshan laughed.
“You can’t kill me! You can die now!” He threw his head against “Taowu’s” body.
With a crack, his skull shattered, but he was unconcerned.

He had used the Ox Demon Butts its Horns far too often.
Only the Tiger Demon Digs out the Heart came close.
Even without horns, he was not afraid.
He could still butt people with his head, and he could even pour in more power of tremors!

“Taowu” reeled backwards.
The infuriated Tu Wancheng unleashed a maddened series of attacks at Li Qingshan.
“I’m going to butcher you! Butcher you!”

Under the storm-like barrage, Li Qingshan’s head was ruptured again.
His body collapsed bit by bit, basically reduced to mince meat.
“Taowu’s” lone eye shone with demonic light, splitting him in half.

“Hahahaha!”

The two halves of Li Qingshan’s mouth laughed away at the same time.
He downright abandoned all defence and fought back madly, swinging the frenzied blade around, landing a “Myriad Flowers” on “Taowu”.

The wind from the swings flew violently, scarlet like surging flames.
Most of the time, he was a monster without a complete figure, and the mad laughter he produced did not resemble the sound that a human could let out either.
Instead, it seemed like it originated from the blood-red swirl in the sky, constantly shaking “Taowu’s” proud, brutal spirit.

Xiao An laid back down peacefully again.

Everyone was stunned by the sight.
Wan Jianfeng thought, My sword probably can’t cut down someone like that. Then he asked Dai Mengfan, “Senior sister, should we lend a hand?”

Dai Mengfan sighed.
“This is no longer something we can interfere in.
Let’s keep our distance!” Seeing this, it was only a matter of time before Li Qingshan overwhelmed “Taowu”.
If they went up to help out, not only would they fail to provide any help, but they would be dragged down to their deaths instead.
It was not worth it at all.

The battlefield on the ground was like a raging fire.
The morale of the soldiers climbed, constantly advancing.
The flood of metal was unstoppable, no longer requiring their assistance.

They all eased up and smiled in relief.
Sure enough, the Spirit Reverend of Ocean Returnance was still far-sighted.
It was all thanks to him, or even if half of everyone here died, they could not necessarily achieve victory- no, it would still be certain defeat.

“It’s the will of the heavens! The will of the heavens!” Le Tian was reinvigorated.
His grey hair turned black, and all of his wrinkles vanished.
“Senior and junior brothers, are you convinced with your defeat now? You don’t even need to wait thirty years.
Once this battle ends, he’s a direct disciple.
He might even become the first senior brother!”

Ke Xin praised as well, “Sister Yaozhu truly has sharp eyes!” Someone like that could not be measured up to just with the measly realm of Human Sovereigns.
Even the previous first senior brother Lin came nowhere close.
If she could become his cultivation partner, she would be willing to marry him.

They had already reached the final moments of the battle.
The terrifying shadow seemed to be dispersing.

But at the same time, the Demon Sovereigns all became startled when they heard what Ying Zhe said.

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The Twelve Citadel Demon Formation of the Ominous could construct an embodiment of a Demon God through the totem poles.
Although the construct possessed the spirit and will of the Demon God, it lacked self-consciousness.
It had to be controlled by a Demon Sovereign.

With Tu Wancheng’s strength, it was actually extremely difficult and forced for him to wield such tremendous power.
The troops led by every single Demon Sovereign or Human Sovereign were basically around five hundred thousand in number.
That was the limit.

As a result, despite the tremendous power that “Taowu” possessed, it had only demonstrated a total of three moves so far, a slap, a stomp, and a glare.
It was even simpler and more brainless than a fight between regular people.
It had not even unleashed a third of its battle prowess.

When Ying Zhe said they would summon a true Demon God, that obviously was not a Demon God in person, but summoning the consciousness of a Demon God and pouring it into the embodiment.
Immediately, it would erupt with a hundred and twenty percent of battle prowess or even more than that.
After all, “mortals” like them could not imagine the methods of true gods.

However, even Demon Sovereigns like them did not wish to see a situation like that.
First of all, the Demon God might not necessarily answer the summoning.
They were not common servants that obeyed their beck and call.
There were countless important matters that required their consideration and management.
A “local war” like this might not even be worth them splitting their attention.
The price for the victory of a battle in a corner of the chessboard might be a disadvantaged position across the entire board.

Secondly, even if the Demon God answered the summoning, they had to have sacrifices.
That would be a Demon Sovereign, so Tu Wancheng, who was currently inside “Taowu”.
The twelve Demon Gods were all temperamental as well.
The consequences of disturbing them without any good reason might not be something they could bear.

The Demon Sovereigns exchanged glances and thought, This old guy has been planning to summon the consciousness of the Demon God right from the beginning, offering up Tu Wancheng as a sacrifice.
Isn’t he afraid the Demon God will direct his wrath towards him? He really is from the Hundun lineage after all! No matter how prudent and far-sighted he seems on the surface, he is still a madman at the core.

“You’re completely right, fellow Ying Zhe.
Tu Wancheng is a piece of trash.
We should have sacrificed him a long time ago.”

Ying Zhe said, “If that’s the case, let’s begin! Everything comes down to this!”

“Everything comes down to this.”

The core to the Twelve Citadel Demon Formation of the Ominous began to flicker.

Tu Wancheng shivered inside, like he was facing his doom.
Suddenly, he looked back.
“Ying Zhe, you old dog, don’t you…”

A consciousness descended from above and pierced his sea of consciousness, destroying all of his will.