Legend of the Great Sage

thod of Sea Suppression at full strength, he could not suppress it.

Suddenly, Li Qingshan took a step back.
He swung his right arm as hard as possible and tossed out the blade, which shot into the horizon as a streak of blood-red light.

“You really think you can injure me with something like that?” The Kings of Yin and Yang showed contempt.
Suddenly, light filled their eyes.
The smooth, mirror surface composed of the Spirit Turtle’s Profound Shell turned, reflecting the silver-blue moonlight into their eyes.
They showed even more scorn.
“To think that you would even resort to a trick like this! How pitiful!”

A hand extended out of the resplendent moonlight and gripped the hilt of Tiger’s Fang firmly.
The Kings of Yin and Yang widened their eyes as if they had just seen a ghost.
All they saw was Li Qingshan in high spirits with his scarlet hair flying.
He did not seem like he was injured at all.

“How is this possible!?”

The Kings of Yin and Yang retreated in a hurry, but the blade had already been swung, sweeping over as a silvery-blue arc with the moonlight, just like a crescent moon hanging in the sky.

The Kings of Yin and Yang’s path of retreat happened to overlap with the crescent moon as if they had adjusted themselves into the position themselves.

Moonlight flew, and demonic blood splattered.
The Kings of Yin and Yang were split into two!

They widened their eyes, but all they could see was Li Qingshan standing exactly where he was before, staring at them calmly.
The Li Qingshan before them bore the same expression, and then he produced another crescent moon with a swing!

“What a powerful clone!” The King of Southern Yue and everyone else saw this very clearly.
The second Li Qingshan had flown out of the smooth mirror that reflected the moonlight.

“If he were outside, the clone alone would possess the strength of a Daemon King!” Ye Duanhai sighed.

“No, even stronger than regular Daemon Kings.
Isn’t the strength of two fused Demon Kings much greater than a regular Daemon King?” Ye Weiyang pointed at the battlefield again.

“If I want to kill you, I don’t exactly have to use a new ability!” Li Qingshan smiled.
Now this was his true trump card, the second innate ability of the Spirit Turtle Transformation, the Watermirror’s Image!

The strength of the mirror clone was directly correlated with his main body.
After undergoing the tribulation and becoming a Daemon King, the strength of his clone had risen as well.
Coupled with how the ability itself had grown stronger, the power it could unleash was no less than before he had undergone the tribulation despite the suppression from the Twelve Citadel Demon Formation of the Ominous.

Perhaps some people would be wondering something like this.
Even when Li Qingshan and Gong Yuan worked together before the heavenly tribulation, they were not the opponents of the fused Kings of Yin and Yang, so how could he win now when he was alone?

It was the same power, but it led to completely different results when it was under the control of a Daemon King as opposed to a Daemon Commander.

The Kings of Yin and Yang experienced this first-hand.
The power of the mirror clone was clearly beneath theirs, but Li Qingshan seemed to read their thoughts, grasping all of their movements before they could make them.
They were riddled with openings.

Li Qingshan held the Heart of the Abyss in his mouth, and his eyes turned pitch-black as if he was gazing at the Kings of Yin and Yang on the horizon, yet also as if he was gazing into the endless void.

After the Spirit Turtle Transformation broke through to the fifth layer, he could see the heavenly secrets and fate much more clearly.
It came at tremendous mental effort, but he could still calculate the Kings of Yin and Yang’s movements and course of action, which was enough for the mirror clone to grasp the upper hand.

However, there was no joy on his face at all.
The difference in strength still existed.
The suppression of the Twelve Citadel Demon Formation of the Ominous on his mirror clone was much greater than on his main body, or he would have summoned his mirror clone a long time ago.
It would be very difficult for him to deal a lethal blow to the Kings of Yin and Yang.

On top of that, it was even more difficult for him to maintain his current state than the Frenzy of the Tiger Demon, as this had not become an independent innate ability yet after all.
If only the innate ability that the spirit turtle had condensed this time was in this aspect instead.
However, there were no ifs in life.
All he could do was accept fate calmly.

He closed his eyes gently.
Already utterly exhausted, even his mind was close to the tipping point.

Would his desperate battle and struggle really just result in a glorious reflection of the setting sun, a glorious swan song?