Legend of the Great Sage

disadvantage.
He definitely could not just stand by.

In that short conversation, they had reached an agreement that influenced the entire situation in the Mist province.
The two kings standing at the apex of the Mist province began issuing orders at the same time.
In the gloomy, underground cities, on the towering peaks, in the expansive jungles, Daemon Kings and great cultivators answered their call.

Qingshan, you need to hold on for just a bit longer, the Great Banyan Tree King thought.

Li Qingshan turned into his original daemon form, standing tall and gazing at the heavens.

The blood-red swirl in the Asura Field had already become a pitch-black tribulation cloud.
The sounds of thunder rolled through there.
It was like a chariot driven by gods, touching the blood-red land from time to time and seeing a rebel.
Not only did the rebel refuse to kneel down and accept his fate, but he even tried to defy the heavens, which made them lash their whip in fury!

Boom! A bolt of scorching lightning slammed into Li Qingshan’s back.
There was a sliver of bright violet within, like steel wire embedded in the whip.
It immediately split open his skin, revealing the metallic tiger bones inside.

Roar! Li Qingshan stood like a mountain, without budging at all.
He spread his arms, and his scarlet hair flew as he bellowed at the heavens.

The pitch-black clouds immediately turned into a violent pool of lightning.
Thousands of bolts of lightning criss-crossed together, like a riotous dance of dragons and snakes.
The moment before it completely swallowed him, he sensed something and gazed into the distance.
He wondered how Xiao An was doing.

A Skull Prayer Bead shattered, blocking a bolt of tribulation lightning for Xiao An.
As a lifebound arcane artifact, it shattering shook her mind.
However, before she could even spare a glance, she unleashed her path of the sword to the limit, and the Buddha Slaying sword slashed through several bolts of tribulation lightning.
The Blood Sea Banner behind her was dim in colour and covered in burn marks, unable to produce another river of blood or swallow another bolt of lightning.
The golden avatar had already shattered, exposing the jagged bones beneath her great beauty.

The Samādhi Flames of White Bone burned in her eyes without even wavering once no matter how much life-threatening danger she faced.
She listened quietly to the furious roar of thunder and swung her sword, dancing in the pool of lightning like a ghost.

“Satisfying!” Li Qingshan bellowed.
He ignored the warnings from the spirit turtle’s wisdom and ignored the falling phoenix feathers.
He allowed the lightning to temper his body as his feet remained deeply buried in the ground.
His eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

Who was the one who had once said that they had the time of their life opposing heaven, opposing earth, opposing humanity?

He cast aside his own fate and completely submerged himself in the delight of battle.

“What tremendous tribulation lightning.
Is this really the third heavenly tribulation?”

Yin Qing avoided it from afar in a corner of the Asura Field, watching this unfold in shock.
She had once witnessed an Asura Commander undergoing the tribulation and becoming an Asura King, but the scale of the heavenly tribulation was much smaller.
Even when she could hide in space, she refused to come anywhere close to even a single bolt of lightning.

The Nine Transformations of the Demonic and Divine had endowed Li Qingshan with strength that far surpassed his peers, but that did not mean he underwent the tribulations like they were a piece of cake.
The heavenly tribulations were the most stringent and the fairest judges.
The stronger he was just by himself, the stronger the heavenly tribulations would be.

That applied to foreign objects too.
It did not mean using a great pile of powerful arcane treasures, formations, and talismans would make the tribulation a little safer.
The stronger the items were, the more there were, the larger and heavier the heavenly tribulation would become.
If a cultivator could not unleash a hundred and twenty percent of the power of these foreign objects—such as Ye Duanhai and the Sea-splitting sword—they were better off not using them.

When Xiao An faced the tribulation, she had stowed the disciplinary stick and the scripture from the Divine Nun of the South Sea into her sumeru ring.
She only used the lifebound arcane treasures forged from the Path of White Bone and Great Beauty.

The Skull Prayer Beads that she had refined one by one were shattered in the lightning, and the sea of blood in the Blood Sea Banner was close to dying out.
Even the Buddha Slaying sword was covered in cracks, but these lifebound arcane treasures were facing the tribulation with her.
Tempered by the tribulation lightning, they advanced towards a higher level arduously.

With a clang, Tiger’s Fang suddenly exited its sheathe, turning into a colossal blade as Li Qingshan gripped it firmly in his hand.
He swung it at the sky.

The pool of lightning responded.
The electricity all gathered on the blade, pouring into Li Qingshan’s body along the veins on the weapon.

At that moment, all the bones in his body became clearly visible.
The electricity reached all the way to his marrow, making him shudder uncontrollably.
Even his soul was about to be torn apart.

The might of the heavenly tribulation had already reached its limit!

He knew he was already staring death in its face.
If he could not survive this, then it would be obliteration and annihilation.
He grinned viciously as he gritted his teeth, unleashing the four superhuman abilities, the four transformations of the demonic and divine, at the same time.
The figures of the ox demon, tiger demon, spirit turtle, and phoenix appeared on him one by one, either standing there silently or singing loudly and roaring furiously.

At that moment, the tenacity of the ox demon, the fighting spirit of the tiger demon, the depth of the spirit turtle, and the pride of the phoenix all gathered on him, becoming one whole.

The great earth bore the weight of everything, sharing his damage.
The fierce wind whistled and swept about, gushing into the tribulation clouds.
The black water was deep and unfathomable, predicting each attack.
The scorching fire was endless, healing his wound-ridden body.

The blood-red soil under his feet crystallised under the tribulation lightning before being ground to powder and blown into the air, sweeping through the sky.
Under the illumination of the lightning, it turned into a splendid, phantasmal sight, enveloping Li Qingshan’s mountainous figure.

As if a thousand years had passed, the sounds of thunder had vanished before he knew it, but the echoes persisted.
The crystalline sand was scattered on the ground, forming a crystalline desert.

The mountainous figure vanished…