Legend of the Great Sage

ds had never been some special group of existences that had “leapt beyond the three realms, no longer bound by the five elements”.
They were always a part of the laws of the world.

Whether it was their powers or their lives, it all came from the world.

Most importantly, these laws themselves were an illusion too.

The great Dao took no shape or form.
For the sake of understanding of cultivators, for the sake of differentiation for gods, they called it the three thousand Dao.

All references, all names, and all laws were just bridges to approach the “great Dao”.

“All is formless.”

Li Qingshan sat in the lotus position with his six arms extended, forming different seals.
His long, loose hair was tied up behind his head.
His eyes reflected the tranquil moonlight and ripples of water, like he had achieved enlightenment right before death.
He demonstrated benignity towards the world, manifesting as Śaṇkara.

That was one of the six most important manifestations of Maheśvara, symbolising sacrifice.
It was also known as the Disintegration of the Devaputra-māra.

Before Nidaum’s hands had even reached his body, the undying body of asura turned to ash, only leaving behind the vertical eye.

He poured all of his powers and all of his hopes into the divine eye.

At that instant, all of Nidaum’s afterimages vanished.
He could not help but raise his head in shock.

He had no idea what the “Saint from Saint Seiya” that Li Qingshan mentioned was, but the threat was clearly much greater than earlier.
He felt like he had fallen into a cavern of ice and was on the verge of death.

He could actually use the observations of Mānas-vijñāna to directly interfere with his movement technique and remove his afterimages.

Damn it, just what kind of monster have I encountered with this rate of growth!?

“Be destroyed!” Li Qingshan murmured.

As a result, a black “gaze” shot straight towards Nidaum.

He rapidly retreated, but the “gaze” stared at him.
He hid into space, but the “gaze” continued to stare at him.

Despite being a Battle God, he was as helpless as a mortal trying to avoid someone’s gaze.

The black “gaze” had already pierced everything.
What it would leave behind this time would definitely be much more than a hole.

“This move truly is terrifying! It really is the Divine Fire of World Destruction that incinerated Tripura after all!”

Nidaum sighed.
Suddenly, he equipped, a small, delicate shield, raising his hand and blocking with it.

Crack! A fracture appeared on the buckler that was as smooth as a mirror.

Boom!

Before the ripple could even reach the edges of the marsh, the Divine Fire of World Destruction vapourised the entire place.

At the bottom of the dry lakebed, Nidaum stood unscathed, mocking Li Qingshan.
“It’s over!”

Asura did not use arcane treasures.
What they used were the most basic of weapons and armour, which were also known as asura armaments.
Perhaps they did not have as many wondrous functions as arcane treasures.
Their power often differed with the user, not only incapable of granting strength to the weak instantly, but even devouring their wielder most of the time.

However, no one doubted the destructive and defensive power of these weapons.
The buckler that Nidaum wielded was a true asura armament, an armament of gods.

The stream of Divine Fire of World Destruction targeted Nidaum’s opening, which was blocked by the shield, so it lost the ability to destroy everything.

Li Qingshan was taken aback.
“You motherfucker, that’s far too shameless!” You can’t win so you whip out a weapon?

“Asura armements have always been a part of asura!”

Nidaum said that as he equipped a set of light armour and drew a katar.
He was now fully equipped.

Even without looking, Li Qingshan knew the sword and armour were the strongest of weapons.

Meanwhile, not only was he empty-handed, but he had even sacrificed his undying body of asura and used up all of the power in his Origin Soul.

No matter how powerful the Divine Fire of World Destruction was, it was no longer possible for him to land a strike on Nidaum through the shield and armour, while a gentle swing of the katar was enough to split his Origin Soul in half.

Li Qingshan responded quickly.
“We can talk things through!”

“You want to run? It’s already too late! Otherwise, I’ll be the one dying the next time we meet!”

Nidaum had truly been frightened by Li Qingshan’s deviant growth rate a little, while the Divine Fire of World Destruction left him shaking in his boots.
If that strike had landed earlier, his undying body of asura might have collapsed instantly.

If Li Qingshan’s “eyesight” was a little sharper and his “gaze” was a little stronger, it might have even been possible to render rebirth impossible, completely killing him for good.

If he did not eliminate this latent source of trouble, he would not be able to find any peace!

“I hope you don’t rebirth, or I’ll have to hunt you down until you die.”

He raised his katar and swung down, producing a series of afterimages that were difficult to distinguish.
However, it sealed off all of Li Qingshan’s paths of retreat.

However, Li Qingshan did not choose to flee at a time like this.
Instead, he fished out a wine skin from somewhere and took a large swig before fishing out an ancient bronze sword from somewhere.

With a clang, he drew the sword from its sheath!

The two swords collided—the katar broke!

Nidaum widened his eyes as his mouth hung open.
He raised his buckler instinctively to block—the shield shattered!

Nidaum looked like he was dreaming.
In a daze, he watched as the inconspicuous sword landed on his body—the armour cracked!

Li Qingshan’s expression was extremely strange and exaggerated as well.
He had only just remembered that he also possessed a weapon.
His swordsmanship was a little rusty, but it was enough to serve the purpose at this time.

Who would have thought that the weapon would cut through asura armaments like they were paper.

Blood spurted and Nidaum dropped down to his knees.
His throat gurgled as blood surged forward.
His life was already over.

The sword’s destructive power completely exceeded the regenerative power of the undying body of asura, and it did not unleash destruction at a vital point like the Divine Fire of World Destruction.
He had been completely and utterly crushed in an open confrontation.

“W… what… is that sword!?”

Li Qingshan shrugged.
“Who the hell knows?” Then he sighed.
“Saddam, oh Saddam, I told you already.
Stop talking bullshit mid-battle.
Stop talking bullshit mid-battle.
Why didn’t you just listen? You even have such a shitty name!”

Nidaum wanted to say, My name is not Saddam, but with a great surge of blood, he collapsed on the ground, dying in regret.