Legend of the Great Sage

did receive Li Qingshan’s support and some guidance from the Great Banyan Tree King, but their cultivation speed was still startling.
And apart from them, there were several other night roamers that came close to the second heavenly tribulation.
They were all matriarchs and princesses of past night roamer clans.

Just the regular bloodlines of night roamers rivalled descendants of clans, possessing great talent.
Of course, they paled in comparison to Chu Tian’s Five Elements constitution and Yu Zijian’s Pure Yang constitution.

On top of that, they happened to be the best of the best picked from the night roamers.
They had just been oppressed by Lolth for several years, preventing them from spreading their wings.
Their talent had basically begun to show now.

If Li Qingshan were generous with Origin Spirit pills, he could obtain a group of powerful night roamer assassins in just a few years.
He also understood why the Great Xia empire permitted enslaving otherfolk.
They used all that they could to oppress them.

Legend had it that during the ancient times, otherfolk had once ruled the nine provinces, and they were known as “godfolk”.
They founded their own divine kingdoms and enslaved humans and daemons.
Afterwards, while the otherfolk were locked in strife between one another, the two races banded together before overthrowing them.

“Looks like the fire devourers really are a tough bone to chew!” Li Qingshan waved his hand.
“The Profound Light Illuminates All!”

The Spirit Turtle’s Profound Shell assembled into a sphere in the surroundings before suddenly dispersing.
Every single piece displayed a scene, revealing every single detail about Fire Melt mountain.
He saw fire devourers fighting and playing in the magma and flames as well as crude structures built from red rock, sitting on the banks of a river of fire.

Li Qingshan waved his hand, and the Spirit Turtle’s Profound Shell stacked together, directed like a telescope towards the main peak of Fire Melt mountain, the crystalline volcano.

In the crater of the volcano sat a majestic city built into the rock face.
Corridors winded about, leading right to the bottom of the volcano.
Even the weakest of the fire devourers allowed to reside there had undergone the first heavenly tribulation.
Their numbers were enough to make most major sects perspire.

A palace that seemed to be carved from red crystal sat at the bottom.
Its foundation was also a thick layer of red crystal, covering the mouth of the volcano with magma.
Flames surged underneath.
It seemed like ice condensed from fire.
It was the purest and highest quality fire spiritual crystal there was.

Firelight shimmered through every single fire spiritual crystal in a magnificent manner.
That was where the royal clan of the fire devourers resided.

“Found it!”

Li Qingshan’s eyes lit up.
Right in the centre of the crater, a huge, wutong tree was rooted deeply into the fire spiritual crystal, extending into the magma.
Its pale-white bark and fire-red leaves gave off a sacred glow.

That was the legendary divine wutong tree, the place where the phoenix roosted.

Just by looking at it from afar, Li Qingshan felt a close feeling of attachment, like a returning traveller who had left home many years ago.

The wutong tree seemed to be calling for him.
No, not him, but the phoenix.
The phoenix left without ever coming back!

“Who’s so bold to spy on my Fire Melt mountain!?”

A furious voice exploded in Li Qingshan’s ears like a volcanic eruption.
It was filled with violent wrath.

A streak of light rushed out of the crater like a rising meteor, shooting right towards Li Qingshan.

“The White Hawk commander, Li Qingshan!” Li Qingshan stood with his arms crossed and stated his name and identity.
He asked, “Fellow, are you the Fire Devouring King, Zhu Yan?”

With a rumble, the meteor in the sky came to a sudden halt.
A bare-chested man in his prime emerged from the flames.
His face was handsome and crude as if it had been carved from the red rock there.
His head full of fire blazed away as he held a spear in his hand.
He stared at Li Qingshan with his fire-red eyes that produced sparks.

“The King of Savages?”