Legend of the Great Sage

formation.
Immediately, another several dozen Merfolk warriors died in battle, with countless more injured.
The assault from the flood became even more scattered.

“That’s what you wanted me to see, Li Qingshan!” The giant god of fire’s spear turned into multiple blurs, dominating the battle firmly.
The two fire dragons on it flew up and lunged straight towards the Merfolk battle formation.
Ji Changfeng, who had just recovered slightly, waved the Feilian flag in a hurry to block it, but the two fire dragons avoided it all together.
They split up and detoured around him, rushing through the battle formation and massacring the Merfolk.

“I’d like to see how you protect these ants!”

“I’m not talking about that behind, but even further behind!” Li Qingshan’s demonic armour collapsed as a consequence of the battle, revealing his devilishly handsome face that smiled away flagrantly.

A strange, green cloud appeared in the cloud layer directly north of Fire Melt mountain, rapidly moving against the wind.
A huge, vicious ghost stood in the green cloud, which happened to be the Poison Assimilating Ghost King that the Myriad Poison Ancestor had transformed into.
He balled his fists and slammed them against the protective formation, making it shake and hiss as it was eaten away.

Yu Wufeng, who had vanished before the battle, also appeared to the north of Fire Melt mountain.
Beside him were the nine cave masters of Savage mountain, and in front of them were several hundred cannons.
Their gaping barrels pointed at Fire Melt mountain, all lighting up.

These spiritual stone cannons were the spoils of battle that Li Qingshan had obtained in the Clear River prefecture.
They had once achieved tremendous feats for him.
They were specially used for attacking cities and seizing territory, but they could not really be used in regular battles.
Not only did they consume tremendous amounts of spiritual stones, but they required prior preparation as well.
The night roamers had stored them away the entire time.
Today, they were finally put to use again.

Swinging the Fogbow sword, Ye Wufeng ordered, “Fire!”

Under the combined efforts of the ten cave masters, several hundred streaks of light whistled out, landing on the protective formation and producing ripples of light.
Afterwards, they were immediately filled up with new spiritual stones, all high grade or even supreme grade spiritual stones.
At a time like this, no one could care about wasting them anymore.
If they lost this battle, Li Qingshan and Gong Yuan could still escape, but they would definitely be dead.
They could even be regarded as rather fortunate to be able to launch an attack using these spiritual stone cannons.
Only by conserving their own strength as much as possible could they increase their chances of survival.

“Myriad Poison Ancestor!?” Zhu Yan was both surprised and furious.
There had been far too many unexpected enemies today.
“We’re both honoured guests of the king’s estate, so why are you attacking us? Why!?”

The Myriad Poison Ancestor gave him no answer at all, burying his head in attacking the formation.
Like the last straw that broke the camel’s back, the unstable protective formation finally reached its limit under the constant attacks of the Poison Assimilating Ghost King and the spiritual stone cannons.

There was an explosion, which rapidly turned into an earth-splitting rumble, releasing blinding light.

The light dispersed, and the four hundred kilometers of Fire Melt mountain were finally exposed before the storm.
The rain poured down, falling onto the sea of fire and falling onto the fire devourers.

The protective formation lasting until now was not thanks to Zhu Zai’s strength alone.
Instead, they had gathered the entire race of Fire Devouring Folk to contend against the merpeople, but now that the object they had been supporting the entire time had suddenly vanished, their crazed faces blanked out.

Under the sweeping of the wind, the sea of fire suddenly flared, but that was merely its last dance.
The surging flood gushed over, rushing through the sea of fire in an unstoppable manner.

Fire and water encountered one another, leading to surging, white steam that filled the surroundings.
For a moment, even the storm struggled to disperse it.

The three Merfolk Kings led by “granny” were all overjoyed.
They did not know why the Myriad Poison Ancestor had suddenly assisted them, but they would never let this opportunity slip by.
They called out, “Fire Melt mountain has already been breached! Now is the time to avenge our clansmen!”

The morale of the Merfolk warriors was revitalised.
They allowed the fire dragon to continue with its rampage, but none of them wavered anymore.
They only hoped to do just a little bit more before they were killed.

Li Qingshan could sense that it was not only their hatred that had been roused.
A very powerful charm filled “granny’s” voice, completely unleashing the potential of the warriors while their minds wavered and were vulnerable.
Before he could even lament about her viciousness, the giant god of fire launched a furious attack.

Tiger’s Fang’s blood-red light had already scattered, no longer enough to directly contend against the spear of fire.
If it were not for the protection from the power of Ruin’s End, probably all of his flesh and blood would have been burned away again.

However, this was just the last flurry of rage!

In the sky, the torn-open cloud layer rapidly closed up again.
The storm was far too great.
Without the formation in its way, it freely unleashed its tremendous might of the world, suppressing the sea of fire.

On the ground, the flood swallowed fire mountains upon fire mountains, severing the black smoke.
With every plume that vanished, the Fire Dragon of the Land shrank, producing cries as it refused to accept this situation.
It no longer seemed so insolent and mighty anymore.

“Li Qingshan!” Zhu Fen let out a hysterical roar.
He had a feeling that this was all because of Li Qingshan.
The various cases of misfortune had all begun after he had appeared.

The giant god of fire charged towards Li Qingshan furiously against the storm.

“Oh no, he’s trying to take us down with him!” Li Qingshan’s heart sank, feeling lethal danger.
He never expected Zhu Yan to possess such resolve given his identity and cultivation.

The giant god of fire was merged with terrifying energy.
Once it was all instantaneously released, it would not just be Li Qingshan.
Gong Yuan and the three Merfolk Kings would all face the danger of dying, while the Merfolk warriors went without saying.
They would be immediately reduced to ash.