Legend of the Great Sage

loyalty to speak of.
They were commanders under the dragon king in-name, but they all just cultivated in seclusion.
Unless war erupted once again among humans and daemons, they basically would never emerge.

Compared to humans, daemons had always been rather unsociable.
They did not found sects or establish clans.
On top of that, in this day and age when humanity prospered, the Treaty of Kings was still in effect, so it was even more unlikely for Daemon Kings to wander about openly.

Because of their lengthy lifespans, daemons possessed a different concept of time from humans too.
After reaching their realm of cultivation, secluded cultivation for an entire century was nothing but common.
It had only been two decades since Li Qingshan left Crouching Ox village.
He spent most of his time within the world of humans, so seeing a Daemon King was much more difficult than seeing a powerful human cultivator of the third heavenly tribulation.

Li Qingshan felt fortunate too that the dragon king was proud and aloof, or revenge would be ten times more difficult.

At this moment, the Asura Field flashed with blood-red light and activated by itself.

Li Qingshan sent his soul sense inside in a hurry and discovered that the blank left behind in the Asura Field with the Great Banyan Tree King’s departure had already been enveloped by faint, blood-red mist.

The swirl in the sky suddenly began to spin.
The depths of the spiral was like a huge funnel, allowing the aura of the Asura realm to flow in.

Li Qingshan handed the Asura Field to Xiao An before entering it.

The fierce winds blew, and murderousness surged.

Li Qingshan stood directly below the blood-red swirl.
A deafening roar filled his ears, which he discovered to be his own voice.
The tiger demon that had slumbered for all this time roared furiously at the sky!

Ever since that battle against Mo Yu and all the time he had spent undergoing the phoenix’s nirvāṇa, he had encountered many opponents and killed many enemies, but not a single one of them could rouse the tiger demon.

Li Qingshan had been focusing on the Phoenix’s Scripture of Nirvāṇa the entire time.
Although he wanted the tiger demon to break through to the fifth layer, it had never demonstrated any signs of budging.
Only at this moment did the vicious tiger within him awaken from its slumber, sensing the calling from the other world.
That was a land of endless slaughter.
Battle was the only theme.

Li Qingshan’s mind shuddered, like an exhausted person breathing in the cool air of winter.
He thought, Sure enough, the Asura Field is of great help to the Tiger Demon Transformation!

At this moment, something seemed to emerge from the depths of the swirl with a flash, like a twinkle.
By the time Li Qingshan looked over there carefully, he found nothing at all.
A sense of danger suddenly rose up in his heart, and he turned around.

This was better described as the tiger demon’s instincts for battle than the spirit turtle’s apprehension.
A brilliant light reflected in his pitch-black eyes.
A circular blade flew out from the space before him, spinning away furiously but silently, flying right towards his neck.
The angle it came from was so ingenious and vicious that even Ghost Shadow’s attacks paled in comparison.
On top of that, the attack was highly flexible and responsive.

It actually gave Li Qingshan, who had been through countless battles, the feeling that he could not dodge it.
The strike had already pushed the techniques of assassination to the peak of perfection.

“Nice!” Li Qingshan praised. 

He exhaled, and his breath knocked away the circular blade.
Then he threw a punch towards the back of the blade.

“Tremor!”

He had already recovered fully now, and through the harmonising of the phoenix’s nirvāṇa, he was even stronger than before.
He completely unleashed the power of the Tremors of the Ox Demon.
No matter how fast the opponent was, they would be affected by it, which would force them out.

With a great rumble, the ground within several kilometers cracked, and the air shattered.

“Huh?” But to Li Qingshan’s surprise, the punch still ended up missing.
He did not hit the invisible assassin.
Instead, the circular blade flew towards him once again. 

Li Qingshan smiled.
“An asura assassin? Interesting!”

 ps： 第二天，继续坚持！