Chapter 1636: Seeing the Fourth Realm

Being crushed by Zhen Yu, He Pingsheng was a bit shocked, but definitely not discouraged.

He knew that although he couldn't defeat peerless geniuses like Zhen Yu and Tian Xuan, he could still crush some ordinary Dao Origin cultivators across levels.

For example, Yao Qiyu, Nong Qin, and others.

Boom...

While thinking, He Pingsheng was blasted into the sea of blood.

In an instant, on his cracked body, those countless cracks opened.

Streams of divine blood seeped into his body from the cracks.

At this moment, it was like billions and billions of ants biting his heart, making He Pingsheng suffer.

All over his body, it was as if a bolt of lightning had streaked across, making his soul tremble.

In this trance of spirit, He Pingsheng's body quickly dove into the depths of the sea of blood.

At this moment, his blood and the bloodline of the ancient god in the sea of blood seemed to have merged into one.

Bolts of lightning streaked through He Pingsheng's body.

He Pingsheng's spiritual sense became dazed at this moment.

In a daze, before his eyes, light and shadows seemed to flicker continuously.

Vague and blurry, he couldn't see what was near, nor could he see what was far!

Just like that, it kept flickering.

He Pingsheng didn't know how much time had passed, when he suddenly discovered that the things before his eyes were slowly becoming clear.

Parched land!

Barren land for a thousand miles!

Stones, gravel!

Not a hint of wind!

Overhead was a great sun, emitting intense light, seeming to be able to roast a person until they melted.

He Pingsheng discovered that the stones and land under his feet were moving.

Looking carefully again: no...

It is I who am moving!

It was as if he were running.

Eh...

What's going on?

Is someone carrying me and running?

Wasn't I blasted into the sea of blood by that stinky woman Zhen Yu?

How could I appear here?

Where is this?

Could it be that beneath the sea of blood, there is another world hidden in this Demon God's Heart?

He Pingsheng's gaze curiously shifted from the ground to his own body; he wanted to see who exactly was carrying him and walking.

The result was that it wasn't anyone.

It was himself.

He was running.

Running inexplicably in some place he was completely unfamiliar with.

？？？？

Take a look, the hands are not his own, the body is not his own, the whole person is not himself.

He Pingsheng wanted to release his spiritual sense, but he couldn't do it.

At this very moment, He Pingsheng suddenly understood one thing: possession.

Damn it, I've possessed someone else's body.

The key is, I can't even control this body?

Just at this moment, He Pingsheng heard the sound of fighting coming from behind.

It seemed someone was chasing!

He really wanted to turn his head to see who exactly wanted to kill him.

But no way, he couldn't control this body, couldn't turn his head.

However, some strange language and sounds from behind did reach his ears.

That voice was filled with ruggedness amidst hatred, and even more so with greed and urgency.

Bang...

He Pingsheng discovered that this body of his stepped fiercely on the ground, and then the body flew up like a cannonball.

In one leap, it covered a distance of ten thousand zhang.

After three or four such leaps, it left this Gobi desert and entered a forest.

But the sound behind was still there.

He Pingsheng saw that his "body" was also bleeding continuously, seeming to have suffered not-so-small injuries.

After half a stick of incense, his body arrived at the side of a large river in the forest.

The river water was turbulent, the water force was surging.

That body he couldn't control finally turned around for the first time.

Then, He Pingsheng saw a scarlet light flying over from the horizon.

It wasn't one ray.

When one ray reached near, it suddenly split into seven.

Those were seven arrowheads.

Pfft...

Pfft pfft pfft...

Seven arrowheads all shot fiercely into "his own" body.

At this moment, He Pingsheng felt that he had suffered even more serious injuries, but he still endured the intense pain and leaped up, attempting to jump over the turbulent and wide river in front of him to continue fleeing for his life.

Unfortunately, he didn't succeed!

His body had just leaped into the void when the sound of breaking through the air came from behind.

Pfft!

A golden arrow pierced through his body from behind and came out from his lower abdomen.

Under this huge inertia, He Pingsheng fell into that wide and turbulent river.

Next, He Pingsheng felt the scene before his eyes was chaotic.

He shuttled between countless reefs at the bottom of the water, saw many strange creatures at the bottom of the water, and swept past some deep canyons and abysses!

His body rolled continuously in the water.

He didn't know how much time had passed, when this strong and dark body was washed into a stone crevice at the bottom of the water.

Here, He Pingsheng seemed to realize that his life was not long, and he didn't know where he took out a pitch-black basin; the basin expanded with a bang and then covered his body, after which, this basin turned into a jade-green tree stump, simultaneously sealing the body into the tree stump.

Afterwards, this tree stump turned into the appearance of an ordinary tree stump, slowly drifting along with the current.

He didn't know how much time had passed, when the tree stump was washed onto a certain mudflat.

It stopped there on the mudflat, becoming an inconspicuous, ordinary, dirty tree stump.

Sun rose and moon set, year after year!

He didn't know how many years had passed.

The body inside the tree stump, under He Pingsheng's gaze, evolved year by year.

At the center of the body's brow, a black crystal suddenly cracked, turning into thirty-six runes!

On each rune, countless Dao techniques rushed out.

Under the impact of the Dao techniques, the massive black divine body slowly evolved, eventually turning into two light orbs, one black and one white.

These two light orbs were connected together, looking like two watermelons stuck together.

And on the left and right sides where the watermelons met, there was a golden light orb the size of a soybean.

The original thirty-six runes were also divided into four parts, each part having nine!

Two of the parts fell into the two large black and white light orbs respectively, and the other two parts fell into the two small light spots respectively.

At this point, He Pingsheng suddenly realized.

This is the Immortal Realm?

The Immortal Realm, the Demon Realm, and the Xuanmo Heavenly Ruins between the two worlds.

That white light orb is the Immortal Realm, that black light orb is the Demon Realm!

And what connects the two worlds is precisely the Xuanmo Heavenly Ruins.

However...

Why are there two?

The Xuanmo Heavenly Ruins should be one of these two small light spots.

Then this last light spot, could it be... could it be the Fourth Realm in Shang Xihong's speculation?

Hiss hiss hiss...

He Pingsheng gasped sharply.

A spicy liquid with a slightly sweet taste poured into his throat.

He felt a pain like ten thousand ants biting his heart coming from all over his body.

He Pingsheng coughed up a mouthful of golden divine blood, and the scene before his eyes shattered inch by inch.

He returned to the sea of blood.

His body was still sinking continuously under the inertia of Zhen Yu's strike.

Just now, He Pingsheng seemed to have lived a lifetime in some memory, but in reality, it was only a fleeting moment.

His body exerted a slight force.

His entire person stopped in this sea of blood, and then exerted force again.

The next moment, He Pingsheng's body rushed out of the sea of blood and stood in the void again.

"Stop!" He looked at Zhen Yu and said: "Stop immediately, if you fight again... you will die!"

Two eighth-tier immortal talismans were hung above He Pingsheng's head.