Chapter 1172: Caused a Great Disaster, Run Quickly

"Hiss, hiss, hiss..."

Ji Wuxin, who had already retreated ten thousand fathoms away, gasped sharply and said: "Fellow Daoist He... you..."

"Your cultivation base!"

"You, you, you..."

Although Ji Wuxin had not yet reached the Heavenly Immortal stage, he possessed a unique method that could see through the cultivation base of immortals one major realm higher than himself.

At this very moment, He Ping's cultivation base had suddenly risen to the peak of the Heavenly Immortal stage, and he was completely shocked.

"Why are you already at the twelfth layer of the Heavenly Immortal stage?"

He looked at He Ping in shock, feeling completely unwell.

He had originally thought that he was only slightly weaker than He Ping, and if he brought out his trump cards, he might still be able to win steadily.

But now, seeing He Ping unleash such a divine ability, Ji Wuxin lost his last bit of spirit.

"What?"

"Twelfth layer of the Heavenly Immortal stage?"

"How is that possible?"

Hearing Ji Wuxin say this, the others—Wen Buwan, Huang Youshi, and Pingyue—were even more shocked beyond measure.

Good heavens!

This guy could originally fight across ranks, and now that his cultivation had improved by a major stage, could he still be stopped?

"This is just a divine ability!" He Ping gave Ji Wuxin a faint look and responded: "A temporary boost, not permanent!"

Of course, he didn't mention the fact that it consumed one-tenth of his lifespan.

Just at this moment, the golden-clad man opposite slashed another saber toward He Ping.

This time, He Ping didn't even take out any immortal weapons; he just moved his mind to trigger a sword qi, which completely collapsed the golden-clad man's saber light.

"Gather..."

At the same time, He Ping shouted loudly.

The blood-energy within his body surged.

Soon, the arm he had lost re-condensed.

Regrowing severed limbs is the most basic method for immortals.

Not to mention immortals, even Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators in the Cultivation World have this ability.

It's just that the method is somewhat clumsy.

"Slay..."

He Ping waved his hand and pulled out the massive Primordial Purple-Gold Staff, then the staff instantly transformed into a purple-gold long saber, slashing toward the golden-clad man with one stroke.

Pfft...

With just one saber strike, the golden-clad man was directly slain by He Ping.

The figure disappeared!

Only a huge lump of golden divine marrow remained at the scene.

It was three feet in size!

"Holy crap..." Huang Youshi's eyes turned red.

Ji Wuxin also said in shock: "So big?"

He Ping waved his hand and put the divine marrow away, saying: "Fellow Daoist Ji, this divine marrow won't be split with you this time, you have no objections, right?"

Ji Wuxin nodded: "No objections. This Profound Immortal-level figure was slain by you, and it has nothing to do with me, Ji Wuxin!"

"I naturally won't provoke this karma!"

As for the other three, He Ping naturally didn't even ask.

Next, He Ping held the Primordial Purple-Gold Staff and approached the divine bone again. This time, he held several more talismans in his left hand.

These were the last eight defensive immortal talismans He Ping had left.

Heaven knows what cultivation level figure would appear inside the divine bone this time.

If it were a Profound Immortal, that would be fine, but what if a Golden Immortal came?

But if he didn't try, he wouldn't be reconciled!

He Ping could only approach the divine bone.

The next moment, a golden light condensed.

He Ping didn't wait for the light to take shape; he swished and unleashed the 【Shadowless Immortal Method】 immortal technique, accelerating away.

At the same time, he also had a pair of five-colored wings on his back.

With the two combined, his speed was unparalleled.

By the time the golden figure formed, he had already put a distance of ten thousand fathoms between himself and the divine bone.

Fortunately, after the human figure formed, the cultivation was still at the first layer of the early Profound Immortal stage.

He Ping breathed a sigh of relief and was just about to go and slay the golden figure to continue fishing for divine marrow, when the golden light shadow fluctuated for a while, then disappeared directly, turning into divine light and merging back into the divine bone.

What is going on?

He Ping thought for a moment before realizing that it was because he was too far from the divine bone; the divine bone probably judged there was no threat, so it took the energy back.

"Phew..." He Ping finally felt confident in his heart.

So when he touched the divine bone again, he didn't rush to retreat.

He waited for the golden light to condense into a first-layer Profound Immortal figure, then fought.

Spending a dozen breaths of time to slay the figure, He Ping continued to repeat the previous routine, teasing the divine bone.

No way!

After all, the 【Heavenly Extreme Life-Transforming Method】 divine ability could only be maintained for two hours.

Time was limited!

I lost one-tenth of my lifespan, so I must earn back the cost, right?

Let's do my best to slay the phantoms and fish for divine marrow!

Once!

Twice!

Three times!

Four times!

In the blink of an eye, He Ping had slain fourteen Profound Immortal phantoms.

"Fellow Daoist He... stop, stop, stop..."

Ji Wuxin seemed to have discovered something and hurriedly shouted for He Ping to stop.

The other few people who were looking up and watching He Ping's performance also looked at Ji Wuxin.

"What's wrong?" He Ping asked.

Ji Wuxin pointed his finger below the golden bone and said: "Look..."

He Ping's gaze shifted, looking at the abyss created by the earth fissure.

The black demonic energy that had originally been suppressed deep in the abyss had, at some point, pushed out of the ground and even surged into the void.

The energy on the divine bone actually had a feeling of being faintly unable to suppress it.

"This..."

Several people had their mouths wide open.

He Ping also didn't dare to continue jumping at the divine bone.

It seems the energy within the divine bone is also limited.

Having taken so much away in one breath, the energy suppressing the demonic energy was no longer enough.

"Fine!"

He Ping took a step and fell from the void!

The gazes of the five kept looking at the demonic energy.

What made people feel a chill down their spines was that the demonic energy didn't stop rising, but was still continuously and slowly surging toward the divine bone.

Although the speed wasn't fast, it was visible to the naked eye.

"What should we do?" Wen Buwan seemed very afraid; her voice even sounded somewhat distorted.

Ji Wuxin didn't speak; he just looked at He Ping.

Pingyue, who was beside them, whispered: "Brother He... I suggest we return the divine marrow; otherwise, what if the ominous thing suppressed underground rushes out!"

"Not to mention the safety of our lives, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear this karma either!"

Wen Buwan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, yes, yes, Sister Pingyue is right!"

He Ping thought about it, and it was the same logic.

So he smiled bitterly, flew up to a distance of a hundred fathoms from the divine marrow, took out a huge lump of three-foot-sized divine marrow, and threw it toward the divine bone.

He hoped that the divine bone would re-absorb these divine marrows.

As a result, the divine bone didn't move at all!

The divine marrow also floated beside the divine bone.

This...

Everyone was dumbfounded!

Can it still be like this?

He Ping was also somewhat anxious in his heart; he took out all fourteen portions of divine marrow and threw them over.

But the divine bone still had no movement.

After waiting for a full half-hour, He Ping had no choice but to take all these divine marrows back, then the wings on his back banged open, and he said: "Everyone, we've caused a great disaster, run quickly..."