Legend Management Bureau Chapter 309

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“Crash into Buzhou Mountain?!” both Xiao Qis exclaimed in unison, momentarily stunned. “What kind of tactic is crashing into Buzhou Mountain?”

“It is an all or nothing gamble,” Du Yu said, biting his lip. “You might think my idea is far too bold, but it is our only option right now. If Gonggong crashes into Buzhou Mountain, Great Goddess Nuwa will descend. According to the records in the legends, not only did Great Goddess Nuwa gather the materials to mend the heavens, but she also slaughtered the evil spirits wreaking havoc across the world. If that happens, our chances of survival will greatly increase.”

“But that does not make sense!” the future Xiao Qi protested. “Your current timeline is seven days after the legend of Gonggong. If they topple Buzhou Mountain, the sky will have been shattered for seven days on your end. How can you be sure where Nüwa will be by then?!”

“I cannot be sure,” Du Yu admitted honestly. “That is why I need Old Zhan to do me a favor…”

“What favor?” Xiao Qi asked in confusion.

“He has to tell Great Goddess Nuwa that no matter what happens, she must hurry to Dragon Ancestor Island on the seventh day. If she does, everything can be salvaged,” Du Yu declared with absolute certainty. “If we manage to survive this, I will immediately uncover the origins of A Can and A Kui to solve the mystery of the dragons within them. That way, Saint and Old Zhan will be saved as well… With the combined power of the Yan Emperor, the Yellow Emperor, Old Zhan of the Seven Holy Heroes, and two fully awakened dragons, taking down those two hundred monks will be a breeze!”

Xiao Qi was slightly dazed by his explanation, completely caught off guard by the sheer depth and foresight of Du Yu’s plan.

Moreover, he had brilliantly taken advantage of the varying time disparities between both sides.

The strategy was incredibly bold, but if it succeeded, everyone would be able to escape completely unscathed.

Buzhou Mountain.

After hearing Xiao Qi relay the plan, Saint could not help but raise an eyebrow. “Brilliant!”

Zhan Qisheng, Zhi Nv, and the others also heard Dong Qianqiu’s dictation. They nodded repeatedly. “Plan received! Executing immediately!”

Zhan Qisheng located Saint amidst the chaotic crowd. The two locked eyes and shared a firm nod before fighting their way out of the encirclement to regroup.

“How are we supposed to topple that damn mountain?” Zhan Qisheng asked, blasting a monk away with a powerful palm strike.

“Let me think…” Utilizing Zhongli Chun’s phantom-like footwork, Saint wove through the throng of monks before looking up at the towering peak in the distance.

Du Yu had provided the overarching plan, but the burden of figuring out how to actually execute it naturally fell upon Saint.

But what exactly was this colossal mountain before them?

It was Buzhou Mountain.

The reason it was known as the “Pillar of Heaven” was naturally due to its sheer, incomprehensible height and mass.

Under normal circumstances, Gonggong would have exerted every ounce of his strength to shatter this towering peak with a direct impact.

However, doing so would completely drain his combat prowess.

As one of their primary fighters right now, they absolutely could not allow Gonggong to sacrifice himself to topple the mountain.

“What do we do?!” Saint stared intently at Buzhou Mountain, his mind a tangled mess of racing thoughts.

His situation was just as perilous as Du Yu’s. He also needed to formulate a flawless countermeasure at this life-and-death juncture, otherwise, everything would be lost.

But after contemplating for a long moment, Saint’s expression darkened.

As if making a grave decision, he turned back to Zhan Qisheng. “Old Zhan, I am leaving the rest to you.”

“What are you going to do?!”

Saint took a deep breath, his eyes snapping wide open. “I am going to summon Xing Tian to cleave the mountain.”

A heaven-shaking aura erupted from Saint’s body, accompanied immediately by the sickening sound of his flesh tearing and bones fracturing.

Xing Tian possessed the physique of an Immortal, brimming with boundless divine might. Even though Saint had summoned the ancient war god multiple times, he still could not completely resist the severe backlash. His bones groaned and cracked, and his skin stretched to the point of splitting apart.

He reached out and grasped at the empty air. The sand and gravel on the ground instantly spiraled upward, materializing into a massive stone Giant Axe in his hands.

“Haa!!!”

Saint let out a furious roar and swung the axe. His arms let out a terrifying, bone-shattering crunch.

“Boom!!”

A massive shockwave blasted toward the waist of Buzhou Mountain, sweeping away countless tons of earth and stone.

The entire mountain now resembled a colossal tree with a deep notch hacked into its trunk.

“That won’t be enough.” Saint slowly shook his head. “Looks like I have to go all out…”

With that, he gripped the axe handle tightly with both hands. Surging earth-attribute spiritual energy spilled out from his body, flooding the surroundings. He muttered to himself, “Young Kid, if I swing this axe, your hands might be destroyed permanently. Are you sure about this?”

‘Swing it without holding back,’ Saint replied with a mental smile. ‘It is just a pair of hands. Am I that petty of a person?’

Xing Tian said no more. He channeled his energy through both arms continuously, causing the very earth beneath them to tremble.

The Dragon-Taming Arhat, currently locked in fierce combat with the Yan Emperor, seemed to sense something amiss. He furrowed his brows, shooting a glance at Saint. “Something is wrong…” he muttered under his breath.

Although Dragon-Taming did not know exactly what Saint was planning, an ominous feeling washed over him. He turned his head and ordered, “You lot, go stop Saint!”

Heeding the command, over a dozen monks immediately dashed toward Saint.

Zhan Qisheng sensed the danger instantly. Saint was clearly at a critical juncture and would likely be utterly defenseless against an attack from these dark monks.

Without hesitation, he launched himself forward, conjuring two fierce whirlwinds in his hands before violently hurling them out.

The moment the gales hit the ground, they rapidly expanded, transforming into two massive tornadoes that perfectly blocked the dark monks’ path.

The dozen dark monks clearly thought nothing of Zhan Qisheng. Splitting into two groups to bypass the tornadoes, they remained completely focused on stopping Saint at all costs.

Unable to be everywhere at once, Zhan Qisheng unleashed the technique Reversing Flowing Fire, instantly igniting a blazing inferno on the bodies of several monks. As they dissolved into panicked chaos, he spun around and sprinted toward the other group. To Zhan Qisheng, protecting Saint right now meant protecting everything.

Thoroughly agitated by Zhan Qisheng’s interference, the monks finally turned their hostile glares onto him and launched a ferocious counterattack.

Even though their individual cultivation levels were slightly inferior to his, there were over ten of them. No matter how agile Zhan Qisheng’s footwork was or how peculiar his cultivation methods were, he could not gain the slightest advantage.

A barrage of dark techniques flew through the air, fiercely battering Zhan Qisheng. Forced into a steady retreat by the overwhelming offensive, he was on the verge of being completely overrun.

Right at that moment, the faint, melodic tune of an opera echoed through the air. A figure reeking of alcohol descended out of nowhere, casually plopping down onto a monk’s shoulders.

The man hummed a gentle tune, his eyes glazed and heavy with intoxication.

“Liu Ling!” Zhan Qisheng cried out, absolutely overjoyed.

Liu Ling did not reply. Instead, he clamped his legs tightly around the monk’s head and gave a violent twist. He had fully expected this strike to snap the monk’s head clean off, but for some inexplicable reason, the monk’s physical body was incredibly resilient. The vicious attack only resulted in a minor dislocation of the neck.

“Ah, this humble scholar must have had a bit too much to drink. I cannot even kill a simple monk anymore.”