Legend of the Great Sage

t to complete the distant journey with a single step and arrive before Han Qiongzhi to give her a surprise, he suddenly heard a strange hum in his head.

He furrowed his brows in doubt and subconsciously listened carefully.
All the sounds within fifty kilometres of him were within his senses, yet he was unable to locate the source of the sound.

He could even expand his range of control and hear everything that the world had to offer, but the sound was clearly just inches away as if it was right by his ear.

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Then he covered his ears with both hands, blocking off all external sounds, but the hum still did not vanish.

His face sank as if he realised what it was.
He lowered his hands slowly and exhaled gently, gathering his focus to distinguish between the hums.
In the end, he gradually managed to tell that it was the product of the sounds from countless people gathered together, whether young or old, male or female.
It was just too soft and too chaotic that it sounded like a hum.

At the same time, he sensed the gathering and growth of power.
It was not particularly great, but it was like an unending stream and different from regular spiritual qi.

Not only was he unable to find any joy, but he had instead become even sterner.
He stopped, like he was confronted by an abyss, like he was crossing over thin ice.

“Isn’t this exactly what you want?”

Li Qingshan muttered to himself with a wry smile and shook his head helplessly.
His hands drooped beside his body powerlessly, while his expression even seemed slightly saddened.

Even when he faced the most terrifying of enemies and the countless dire straits that brought him to the brink of death, he had never shown an expression like that.

This power, this hum, was the so-called “power of belief”.

Everything was happening much faster than he imagined.
Perhaps the dream last night was already a warning.

He was like the ray of light that appeared in the deepest and darkest of nights.
Under the name of the Demon Godking, all of the hopes, wishes, and beliefs gathered towards him.

Droplet by droplet, the streams amassed to form oceans.

As such, the scarlet star began to shine brighter, gradually surpassing the twelve demon stars assembled around him that represented the twelve Demon Gods.

In the past, under Black Cloud city, before the two armies, just the army qi momentarily gathered from an army of several hundred thousand could leave him unstoppable, let alone the belief of billions of demonfolk.
That would definitely lead to unbelievable divine might.

But at what cost?

Li Qingshan probably understood it very well.
That was something even more precious than his life, something he would rather die than lose—the Nine Transformations of the Demonic and Divine, just so he could not change.

However, he probably still stood no chance against the constant wear of water droplets.
He could already foresee that the “belief” would influence him more and more, deeper and deeper.
This was the path he had chosen.
This was the price he had to pay.

That woman Qian Rongzhi had not even done anything yet.

Perhaps a single demonfolk’s voice was like a gnat’s wing flaps, but the sound gathered from billions of demonfolk would definitely be thunderous, and it would continue onwards without ever stopping, filled with fear, fury, hatred, mournings… All of the negative emotions, both imaginable and unimaginable.

Yes, if they were satisfied with life, then why would they pray to gods and buddhas? It was exactly because life could not leave everyone satisfied that the countless living creatures searched for that Sukhāvatī, let alone the living creatures of the Demon domain who suffered from pain and torment on the opposite side of Sukhāvatī.

He clenched his hands, holding back the urge to cover his ears.
He could sever all of this “ruckus” and sever all of this belief.

However, he needed this power.
The enemies beyond the heavens were coming!

That man who seemed to be an embodiment of the heavens, yet draped himself in bear skin.

The owner of the huge hand that parted the pure land and the demonic land—the buddha Tathāgata.

Neither of them were existences he stood a chance against right now.
He needed the power of the living creatures of the Demon domain to even have a chance at a direct confrontation against them.

He only hoped that when that day arrived, Li Qingshan was still Li Qingshan.