Legend of the Great Sage Chapter 1545 - Mānas-vijñāna

“What did you say?”

Nidaum’s expression gradually darkened and twisted, like a statue in a gloomy temple making its way down from the pedestal. He was like a mountain about to fall, pressing towards Li Qingshan.

Actually, his figure had not changed. All that changed was his aura, rushing into the air and stirring up the clouds.

The sky suddenly dimmed, pressing heavily against the top of the tent.

On the battlefield, all of the asura raised their heads—the Battle God had been angered!

With the wrath of a Battle God, bodies would fall in the millions and blood would heave as waves.

The outcome of this battle was no longer up to anyone else.

Li Qingshan lowered his head. His dark eyes under his thick brows shone brightly as he seemed to smile. “Let’s negotiate. You piss off right now, and I’ll spare your life. How’s that?”

All of Rāhu Xiaoming’s worries vanished. Now this was the Li Qingshan he remembered. He could not help but laugh aloud. “Go get him, boss! Bite him to death!”

“You shut up!” Li Qingshan shot a glance at him and thought, I sure would like to bite him to death!

An Asura Battle God could not be compared with the adjudicators of the underworld. While the latter was a part of the system, that was the exact reason why their battle prowess was measly. They were technically just Ghost Immortals. Meanwhile, Battle Gods had forged their paths through blood. With their undying body of asura, they possessed extremely terrifying battle prowess.

He had launched a sneak attack on adjudicator Lu, and it had taken him quite the effort. Now that it was a direct confrontation, he possessed no advantage at all.

As a result, he intentionally aggravated Nidaum to shake his will so that he could take advantage of him and set off his inner demons.

Nidaum was furious, like a volcano about to erupt at any moment, but in the next instant, he calmed down again.

“You’re not an asura. Who are you?”

It reminded Li Qingshan of the dead fire frozen within the glaciers. He sighed. What perfect willpower! His tactic a

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