In a desolate desert in the demonic realm, the barren land was devoid of life. A few withered bushes trembled in the cold wind. The gloomy, low-hanging clouds were like a dirty thick cloth. Even the rocks were suffocated, and they had been crushed into gravel after years of perseverance.
A figure suddenly broke through the clouds and descended from the sky. Before he landed on the ground, he stopped in mid-air.
Hua! Torrential rain poured down on Li Qingshan's face. He clenched his fists and looked down at the desolate land.
After confirming that there was no threat, he slowly put down his fists and let out a long sigh. He relaxed and opened his arms to the sky, letting the torrential rain wash over him as he laughed heartily.
His laughter was like rolling thunder. The pressure of the Sangha Deity was too great. Coupled with the assimilation of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, he had to be tense at all times. Now, he had finally escaped.
Fighting a strong enemy and breaking through a desperate situation. Wasn't it great?
Everything was still vivid in his mind, especially that pair of golden eyes. They were so clear that they were like a brand. It made his blood boil, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.
"Could he be a traitor? No, why would a traitor save me? Moreover, we are different from those fellows in the sky! "
You have to believe! Great Sage Yuan Feng's words still echoed in his ears.
"But the suppression of the Great Sages must have something to do with him. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so angry and sad."
That sentence of "you have to believe" seemed more like he was trying to persuade himself.
"Moreover, the Sangha Deity also called him a traitor. He must have converted to Buddhism. What's going on? "
Li Qingshan thought about it but couldn't figure it out. He didn't want to waste any more time. After all, the truth would be revealed one day.
If they were friends, then they would work together to fight the gods and Buddhas. If they were enemies, then they would fight to the death. Even if his position as "Old Eight" changed a little, his transmigration would not be in vain.
"Haha, my big saber is thirsty!"
Unfortunately, he didn't have a saber now. He only had an ancient bronze sword of unknown origin. He couldn't use it carelessly. He always felt that there was some conspiracy behind it. However, he could not bear to lose it. Now that he was about to fight the Qiong Qi, he would have an additional weapon that could save his life at a crucial moment.
"Forget it. Let's talk about it after I settle my bet with Qiong Qi and transcend the seventh Heavenly Tribulation! At that time, I should be able to understand the secrets of this sword. "
For ordinary cultivators, becoming a Human Immortal was already extremely difficult. If they wanted to become a True Immortal, their chances were practically slim. Even if they were to spend ten thousand years, they still might not be able to succeed.
The reason why Li Qingshan was so confident was because he had the Nine Transformations of Demons and Gods. As his cultivation level increased, he was able to understand its wonders.
Unlike ordinary cultivators, his path was not the only one that was unchanging. When others found it difficult to walk, or even when there was no path to walk, he only needed to change to another path. He did not have to worry about not having a path to walk, and he could always keep moving forward.
Although the adventure in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss could be said to be extremely dangerous, it allowed the Qilin Transformation to break through several layers. If it was just a closed-door meditation, who knew how many years it would take. It seemed like a coincidence, but it was actually because his path was just too wild. There was no place he could not go.
Of course, if he did not possess a strong enough will, spirit, and courage, he would not be able to endure all these changes.
"In short, I am! Hahaha!"
Amidst the storm, the young man in the past had already become a demigod, but his youthful spirit became even more ostentatious.
"I wonder where that crazy woman, Rongzhi, is."
He shaded his eyes and gazed into the distance. All he saw was the endless desert. The Demon domain was boundless. If he wanted to find Qingqi mountain, he needed someone to lead the way. Otherwise, if he accidentally ran into the hands of another Demon God, probably no Great Sage would come to save him.
The greatest lesson he had learnt from the battle against the Sangha God was that he was still not the opponent of any True God. If it were not for the Sangha God being cautious and unwilling to destroy the Nalanda temple, he would have been taken down already. He would have been done for.
In the end, he still needed to have a clear understanding of the difference in strength. Will, spirit, and courage could all be converted into strength, but they could not directly replace it.
As a result, he could only defeat Qiongqi through wits, not brute force. It would be best if he made his way to the foot of Qingqi mountain silently and immediately fished out the Mountain Moving Tablet, toppling Qingqi mountain in a single stroke. Then, everything would be fine.
He fished out a Skull Prayer Bead in an attempt to contact Little Ann and help him determine Qian Rongzhi's location. However, after fiddling with it for a while, the Skull Prayer Bead did not respond at all. It was probably because he was in the depths of the Demon domain, and the Demon domain was not within the six realms of saṃsāra, so the connection had been severed.
However, he was not completely out of options. His eyes turned a deep blue, becoming as profound as the underworld.
At that moment, the storm stopped. The droplets of rain hovered in the air, forming a flat hexagon around Li Qingshan.
With the completion of the Spirit Turtle Transformation, he developed several more innate abilities, including abilities for divination and divination.
The reason why he did not name them one by one was because these abilities had already begun to internalize, gradually becoming a form of instinct. They were like extensions of his limbs, and there were no longer any clear boundaries between them. Instead, they were all connected. The ingenuity of their usage depended on a single thought.
For example, the divination he was performing right now basically used all of his innate abilities.
It was like raising an arm required the brain to control it and the heart to transfuse blood. Even his legs would be affected. He basically had to use all of his organs. There was no point in giving it a domineering name like "Green Mountain's Black Claw" anymore.
His head spun slowly like a radar, and the hexagon formed from the millions of droplets spun with it. His deep eyes rippled slightly, as if he could pierce through the endless space and grasp a thread of fate.
Suddenly, he locked onto a direction. "I've got it!"
The storm continued to fall, and he had already vanished into the curtain of rain.
The sky darkened very soon. The Demon domain had always had short days and long nights.
This was a city shrouded in haze. The streets crisscrossed like spider webs, and rectangular skyscrapers rose from the ground one after another, hidden in the depths of the gloomy clouds. It was impossible to tell how tall they were. It was like a grey forest.
Cylindrical chimneys were scattered about, spitting out colorful smoke that was pungent like the breath of a monster. It merged with the haze and fell as rain.
Looking up, the rain seemed to be black, landing on the neon lights that flickered at the corners of the streets.
Li Qingshan blinked his eyes in surprise. For a moment, he felt like he had returned to his past life.
However, he immediately realized that all of this was the creation of mechanisms and magic, not some product of science and technology. The skyscrapers were just the most natural choice to accommodate as many people as possible.
Moreover, these skyscrapers only had the same shape and color. They were extremely empty and monotonous, truly a concrete forest. If he stayed here for too long, it could basically drive any normal person crazy.
He had already begun to miss the Elysium. There were gardens, plazas, and markets everywhere. Not long ago, that was the largest city he had ever seen in his life.
Now, his understanding was refreshed. This grey city was not only larger, but it could accommodate more than a hundred million people.
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