Legend of the Great Sage

o said there’s no fairness here? Isn’t there fairness in your heart?” Li Qingshan smiled.
“Perhaps I might spare your life in the future, seeing how that’s how you feel!”

“You’ll spare my life!?”

The blue ghost laughed aloud.
With his circumstances, was he still thinking about escaping in hell? But under Li Qingshan’s gaze, he gradually stopped laughing.
Instead, he found it rather frightening.

Li Qingshan urged him.
“Cut the crap.
Hurry up and lead the way!”

He soon arrived in the sixth layer of hell, in the Minor Hell of Gnawing Ants.

Li Qingshan furrowed his eyebrows.
He began feeling some pain.
The pain was not very deep, but it was numbing, itching, and irritating.
It made it difficult to sit still.

For some reason, he recalled his time in Crouching Ox village.
It was not some wonderful childhood, but being trapped in the body of a child, constantly abused by his elder brother and sister-in-law in the tiny village.
He spent all year round sleeping within the pile of hay in the cowshed, regularly bitten by insects, preventing him from getting a wink of sleep.
He felt anxious and unbearable all the time, only able to mutter away to the black ox.

“Do you finally feel something now?”

“Yeah, it feels absolutely terrible.”

“Then you better enjoy it.”

The blue ghost arrived in one corner and sat down.
He had received orders from adjudicator Lu to specially make things difficult for Li Qingshan.

Originally, he directed all of his anger towards Li Qingshan after being scolded by adjudicator Lu.
He was ready to properly vent on him in the depths of hell, but before he knew it, he had changed his mind.
He felt like it was enough if he handled this half-mindedly.
There was no need for him to remain angry at that Lu person.

Li Qingshan nodded and shut his eyes, silently enduring the gnawing.

He knew very well that the test had only just begun! He was already lucky enough to make it through the previous few layers without much difficulty, but his luck had run out now.

There were no good people before the Mirror of Retribution, and there was no paradise within the Hell realm.
If he did not go through all those hardships and suffering, how was he supposed to meet the Great Sage in the depths of hell? How was he supposed to make it beyond the Nine Heavens and see brother ox?

He suspected that granny Meng’s soup actually had the opposite effect, not to make people forget, but to make people remember, hundreds of times more potent than the Water of Recollection.

In a daze, he was still in the same pile of hay in the cowshed, talking to the black ox with a broken horn that looked towards him with its moist eyes, silently waiting for him to make his choice.

To regular Human Sovereigns, their Yang Souls were basically their everything.
It was a condensation of their soul, spirit, powers, and cultivation, yet as someone who practised the Nine Transformations of the Demon and Divine, he could simply abandon his Yang Soul before condensing a new one in the small world.

He still had a choice before him.
He could choose not to endure this pain and choose another path.

He was not without a path of retreat.
The World of the Five Continent was his best path of retreat.

The World of the Five Continents had already grown to an enormous world.
Before long, it would be able to sustain existences at the fifth heavenly tribulation.
As the god of the world, his lifespan was basically the world’s as long as he fled back there.
Even gods and immortals would be powerless over him.
He truly had an entire world available to him if he took a step back.

He had everything, so why did he have to endure this pain in hell?

At this moment, an ant crawled onto his eyelid, which he suddenly grabbed.

The blue ghost thought, Is he finally finding it unbearable?

This was already the sixth layer of hell.
Unlike the mountains of blades and the pot of oil in the beginning, the laws involved here were much deeper.
There was no longer any need for lesser ghosts to stoke the flames or sharpen the blades.
Appearances arose from the heart, and the mirror was formed from the heart.
It was completely impossible to avoid or kill these ants.
No matter how he struggled, he would be gnawed at.

Li Qingshan set down the ant gently and opened his eyes.
“Let’s keep going!”

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“What did you say!?”

“Let’s go to the next layer.
There’s not much here!”

“Is there something wrong with your head!?”

“Thank you for your kind intentions, but let’s keep going!”

Li Qingshan’s eyes shone brightly with a stubborn expression.

From the moment he set foot beyond Crouching Ox village, he had decided to never turn around.
There was no such thing as a path of retreat, whether it was a village or a world.

Even if he really ended up in Avīci, never to be reborn, he had no complaints or regrets.