Legend of the Great Sage

Demonic realm.

boom!

The large volcano erupted violently, sending thick smoke billowing into the sky, mixed with countless lightning and thunder. Boulders weighing dozens of tons were thrown into the sky and flew hundreds of miles away. Volcanic ash covered the sky like a blizzard, turning the mountains pale.

This was the 127th outbreak today, but no one was injured because no demons dared to approach this place, not because they were afraid of the dangerous environment here, but because this is the residence of God.

This large volcano has now become the sacred mountain of the demon people.

If you look down from the very high sky, you will find countless demons walking around the mountain with three steps and one bow.

There were both men and women, old and young, with various levels of cultivation, but the most common demons were the most common. Some were muttering to themselves, some were silent, and some were dancing and looking like crazy.

They originally worshiped different demon gods, so they practiced different rituals. The rituals belonging to the Lord of the Demon Realm had not yet been established, so they dedicated all their piety to the Lord of the Demon Realm in their own familiar ways.

Each time the volcano erupted, the crowd erupted in cheers as a response.

The dark crowd is like a colony of ants, surrounding the sacred mountain in their hearts, making meaningless worship, day and night, even until death.

However, the demons are happy!

If it were in the past, so many demons would have gathered together, it would have been full of bullying and killing, but now, they move forward for the same belief, and even help each other, just like real brothers and sisters, feeling like never before of warmth.

This kind of warmth made many demons burst into tears and cry, making them worship the gods even more.

In the crowd, an old demon couldn't help but bow, with a smile on his lifeless, gray face.

If it had happened, the surrounding demons would have pounced on him like hungry wolves, eating his flesh and blood and snatching his demon core.

But now, the other demons just silently stepped over him until his flesh and bones turned into dust and became part of the road, leaving only an emerald green demon core shining in the blood-colored dust.

He has given everything he has to God, and everything he has belongs to God.

Deep in the sacred mountain, in a lake of magma and fire, the gods worshiped by the demons were working hard like ordinary blacksmiths.

Dang——dang——dang——

Loud noises echoed through the mountain walls. Li Qingshan's fist struck down like a hammer. After beating it tens of thousands of times, a red-black spear finally took shape.

He picked up the spear and weighed it, then scraped the sharp tip with his fingertips, and finally showed a satisfied smile.

Suddenly, a violent cough broke out in his chest. He covered his mouth and blood spilled from between his fingers.

This job has obviously seriously damaged his health, almost like a mortal being seriously ill. Without the endless support of the Demon Realm, he might even have perished due to this.

It would be difficult for ordinary people to imagine what kind of weapon would require a god to pay such a high price.

But all this did not affect Li Qingshan's good mood at this time. He coughed while admiring his work.

Because it is made of earth evil magnetism, there are countless thunder patterns coiled around the spear, but it seems that other materials are also incorporated into it, something darker.

Then, Li Qingshan carved a name on the spear with his fingertips.

When he was carving, his face was horribly distorted, filled with hatred and resentment.

After carving the last stroke, he inserted the spear into the rock and took a deep breath. After a while, his expression returned to calm. But those resentments have carved lines on his face that can no longer be eradicated.

He was unaware of this, just took a short rest, and immediately started to build the second spear.

He must race against time to build twelve spears as soon as possible.

These spears have only one function and can only be used once, but if you want to completely control the Demon Realm, you can't do without one.

As for the fanatical behavior of the demons, he had no time to pay attention to it. He believed that Qian Ronzhi would make arrangements properly and not let these precious manpower go to waste.

Li Qingshan used the sky wind and the earth fire to melt another pile of earth evil magnets, but suddenly stopped what he was doing and looked up to the sky.

Black clouds rolled in, and the sun disappeared.

However, Li Qingshan saw the bright moon through the eyes of the mirror clone, felt the moonlight shining on him, and his frown gradually relaxed, as if he was being comforted by his mother.

"Perhaps, Empress Nuwa did not die, but fell into a deep sleep."

Li Qingshan was not sure whether this was a good wish or a hidden revelation, but his mood did feel much better.

But he did not overly immerse himself in this feeling. Instead, he concentrated on observing the operation of the original world, hoping to get some kind of inspiration to further his cultivation.

A mere true immortal cannot compete with any emperor. If he wants to see the scenery above the nine heavens with his own eyes, he must survive eight heavenly tribulations - refining the void and joining the path!

Otherwise, as long as he dares to step out of the Demonic Realm, he will be immediately snatched up and bled by a certain emperor, and the Emperor of Heaven may not even bother to take action.

If he wants to win this battle, he must liberate the Seven Saints. If he doesn't even dare to leave the door, how can he do it!

However, how difficult it is to "refine the void and combine the Tao"!

In the eyes of others, he made great progress and quickly became a true immortal in a very short period of time. However, his own family knew about his own affairs, and his "internal troubles" were almost as heavy as "foreign troubles".

He became an immortal too quickly and relied on too many external forces, which inevitably led to an unstable foundation and a heavy external emphasis on the internal.

The old man in Tianshu thought that he did not clearly choose a path, but he actually chose it, and that was the "Qilin Transformation" in "Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons", which is the path of the Yuanshi Qilin.

The reason why it seems unpredictable and obscure is that, firstly, he did not abandon other changes in "Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons", and secondly, this path was not chosen by him on his own initiative.

If he were to choose a change from the "Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons" to "refine the gods and return to the void", then he would definitely choose the "Ox Demon Transformation". That is the path that best suits his character and will have the least impact on other changes.

However, due to various opportunities, he first sniffed out a pond of lotus in the Great Thunder Sound Temple in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, and then swallowed the Black Sun Devil Heart in the Evil Land of the Demon Realm, synthesizing the core laws of the Kirin Paradise, and suddenly "Kilin" "Change" has been pushed to the highest level, and it is easy to "refine the spirit and return to the void".

The "Qilin Transformation" was originally the transformation he was least good at, and the process of practice was also extremely difficult, but now it has become his most core transformation.

This brought about a very serious imbalance, which not only suppressed the transformation of other gods and demons, but also disturbed his psyche. If things went on like this, other transformations would inevitably reverse, leaving only the "Qilin Transformation" in the end.

The great catastrophe of heaven and earth has come, and he, who was born to cope with the catastrophe, is actually not prepared. It is like he has just started to practice Qi and got into trouble with a group of foundation-building monks, and he was blocked in the cave and unable to get out.

The real situation may be worse, the Emperor of Heaven is really unfathomable.

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