Legend of the Great Sage

took out the Traitorous Demon sword.
The demon heart that served as the pupil had already become extremely weak.
He could not use it for much longer, so he removed it and switched it out for the demon hearts of the Demon Generals.
He tried a few, but the Traitorous Demon sword refused to accept any of them.

He lectured, “You sure are picky for a sword.
Alright, alright.
Wait until I kill a few Demon Commanders for you!”

Just when he was about to enter the seventh floor, his ears suddenly twitched.
Cries and bellows rang out from outside the gilded door, coming from the monks.

He originally wanted to ignore them, but he remembered they were technically fellow disciples after all.
If the Unraging monk found out, it would make him look bad.
There was his junior brother, Duoge, as well, so he had to give him some special care too.
As a result, he rushed over with a flash.

The monks sure were unlucky.
They had been moved into a spacious room on the sixth floor, which just happened to be inhabited by a group of Demon Generals.
When they saw them, they really did behave especially fiercely when they saw their mortal enemies.
They immediately demonified completely and unleashed their full strength.
One of the monks had just died like that!

They fell into a formation and fended off the endless stream of attacks, but they no longer possessed the same vigour as before.
They all felt regret.
They should have listened to Duoge and should not have come to the sixth floor of the Demon Suppression hall.
Normally, when they said things like “cutting off their own flesh to feed hawks, abandoning their bodies to satiate tigers”, it really was just for say.
Only when it was really their turn did they understand what “death was difficult to face” meant!

After demonifying, the Demon Generals were ferocious.
They had seven or eight arms, five or six eyes, swollen up to over ten times their original size or grown several dozen gaping mouths lined with teeth.
They assumed various strange and twisted forms, launching a furious barrage of attacks.
A while later, the formation showed signs of weakening.

“Hold on, everyone.
The Unraging master is watching up above.
He’ll come to save us very soon!”

“This is a trial in the Demon Suppression hall.
There definitely won’t be anyone to save us! We have to kill our way out together!”

This was something clearly explained before they entered the Demon Suppression hall.
If disciples knew that they were constantly under the protection and watch of a powerful senior, where would any sense of danger come from? The trials would become completely meaningless too.

Actually, having Duoge who understood the situation in the Demon Suppression hall serve as their guide was already their greatest safeguard.

Duoge groaned inside too.
He was not on good terms with any of these senior brothers that had come to undertake trials.
There were plenty of people who found him to be an eyesore as well, and his master never stood up for him.
This was not the first time something like this had happened during the past few years.

He rubbed the demon heart prayer beads around his neck.
As long as he ate just one of them, killing these Demon Generals would be a piece of cake.
However, the consequences the last time he did this was devouring everything within his line of sight, losing control over himself and falling into a frenzy.
He had only recovered when the Unraging monk personally suppressed his demonic nature.

The senior brothers haven’t been nice to me, but they don’t have any ill intentions towards me.
I don’t want to eat them, even though their flesh is tender and tastes quite nice! No, how can I think like that? If I completely demonify, I might lose complete control and become a demonic beast!

At this moment, sword qi whistled over, together with gushing malice that filled the entire room.

In that moment, all of the Demon Generals froze.
Under the surprised gazes of the monks, they collapsed and were reduced to chunks of flesh.

“You group of big baldies, don’t you know about listening to the advice of others?” Li Qingshan entered the room with the Traitorous Demon sword on his shoulder.

“Who are you!?”

Duoge beamed in joy, “First senior brother!”

“Just call me senior brother.
You don’t have to include the ‘first’ part!”

“Why?”

“It gives off a very ominous vibe!”