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Chapter 1916: Instantly Killing a Divine Spirit Realm Cultivator Again, News of the Four Hells

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Han Houzhi's combat strength is very strong; don't be fooled by his mere third-layer Divine Control cultivation — he can already sweep through his peers.

If he simply fought a single twelfth-layer Divine Control cultivator, in a prolonged battle he would even have the strength to kill them.

However, if it were two late-stage Divine Control cultivators, that would not work.

Although he can hold out for a short time, a prolonged fight would inevitably end in defeat.

"Damn things..." Hou Shicheng gritted his teeth in hatred.

The beauty the two of them were about to obtain was gone just like that — who wouldn't hate that?

Hou Shicheng gradually withdrew from the combat circle: "Junior Brother, hold on for a moment, I'll attempt a breakthrough!"

"If I enter the Divine Spirit realm, watch me slaughter them all!"

"Hehehe... that little vixen, I'll keep her; when the time comes we'll each have one, taking turns to play!"

Hou Shicheng's lecherous yet resentful gaze swept over Tai Zhen twice, then he opened his mouth and swallowed a third-tier Divine Pill.

Spirit-Communing Divine Pill!

After consuming the genuine article, there is a certain probability it can allow a twelfth-layer Divine Control cultivator to break through to the Divine Spirit realm in one go.

Hou Shicheng lacks for no Divine Pills; what he lacks is opportunity.

He previously suppressed his cultivation to enter the Ancient Heaven Ruins, not wanting to miss out on these ruins.

After entering, he also never had the chance or state to break through; now that he faced a desperate situation, he naturally couldn't care about that much.

What made Hou Shicheng happy was that the instant the pill entered his stomach, he knew it had succeeded.

Boom—

After a few breaths, a vast power erupted from his body and spread out in all directions.

"Hahaha..."

Hou Shicheng, having broken through to the Divine Spirit realm, laughed proudly: "Die... all of you go die..."

"Everyone must die!"

"So today is when this old man's fortune has arrived!"

"Junior Brother, get clear, let me handle this!"

"Slash!"

After breaking through to the Divine Spirit realm, Hou Shicheng didn't even wait to stabilize his cultivation before swinging his flying sword, sending a sword strike slashing at Han Houzhi.

This strike was enough to instantly kill an ordinary Divine Control cultivator.

However, what shocked Hou Shicheng was that Han Houzhi actually blocked it.

At the cost of severe injury, he blocked Hou Shicheng's strike.

"Impressive!" A trace of fear flickered in Hou Shicheng's eyes: "If you're given more time to grow, who knows, you might truly be able to fight across realms!"

"But today you will undoubtedly die!"

Hou Shicheng took a deep breath and raised the long sword in his hand again.

"Han Houzhi... retreat quickly!" He Pingsheng knew Han Houzhi was no match for him and hurriedly shouted for him to fall back.

Han Houzhi also left before Hou Shicheng launched his second attack, dodging behind He Pingsheng.

"This... this... this this this..." Mu Qingtong was at a total loss: "Fellow Daoist He... this scoundrel has now reached the Divine Spirit realm, we cannot resist!"

"Why don't you two leave? He wants me; I don't want you to be implicated because of me!"

"Leave!" A cold smile curled Hou Shicheng's lips: "You want to leave just like that?"

"I said it before, that woman... I'm taking her!"

"Neither of you two will escape!"

"Both of you obediently become my cauldrons!"

"Hahaha..."

"Senior Brother!" Hou Shichuan shouted loudly from behind, "Don't forget me!"

"Rest assured!" Hou Shicheng said, "I won't forget..."

He turned into a streak of light and flew straight toward He Pingsheng's side.

Mu Qingtong was so frightened she trembled all over; the others felt nothing.

"Stop... stop..." Mu Qingtong screamed like a madwoman: "I'll go with you, I'll go with you, I'm willing... whatever works!"

"Senior Hou, please stop... wuwuwu..."

She wept with rain on pear blossoms.

Through tear-blurred eyes, she saw a black-clad figure take a step forward, stand in the void, and block Hou Shicheng's path.

Mu Qingtong hurriedly wiped her tearful eyes.

Then she witnessed a scene she would never forget for the rest of her life.

She saw He Pingsheng produce a purplish-red staff, then casually bring it down in a light strike through the void.

The staff, thick at one end and thin at the other, fell from the void and instantly expanded to a thousand zhang in size!

The moment the staff descended, vast divine power and nomological force erupted from it, exhaling a red cloud resembling a crimson lotus.

Divine Ability: Heaven-Opening Divine Lotus.

Within the Divine Lotus's coverage, the void was sealed and time frozen.

Endless fire-attribute divine power pressed in, and Hou Shicheng's body — already at the Divine Spirit realm — instantly exploded under the pressure.

With a *puff*, a rain of blood burst open in the void.

Hou Shicheng's soul turned into a streak of light trying to flee, but was intercepted by He Pingsheng's Divine Sense and seized into his hand.

It sounds complicated, but in reality it was just a single instant.

From start to finish, from He Pingsheng's attack to blasting Hou Shicheng to death and capturing his soul, only two breaths had passed.

The people around He Pingsheng were not too surprised, but Mu Qingtong was trembling all over with shock.

Not far away, Hou Shichuan turned and left without a second thought.

He Pingsheng merely let out a cold laugh.

Behind him, Xin Baobao drew her blade, transforming into a streak of light as she gave chase.

In the span of a single breath, a scarlet blade light flashed across the horizon.

Then Xin Baobao returned to He Pingsheng carrying Hou Shichuan's head: "Master, he is dead!"

"Mm!" He Pingsheng nodded. "We'll talk on the ship!"

One by one, everyone boarded the large ship.

By the time they landed on the large ship, Mu Qingtong was still numb all over.

Everything she had seen today had completely overturned her understanding.

A guy at the third layer of the Spirit Control realm could forcibly withstand two Spirit Control realm peaks.

A guy at the fourth layer of the Spirit Control realm could instantly kill a Divine Spirit realm expert with a single strike.

This woman was even more formidable; at the early stage of the Spirit Control realm, she slew a Spirit Control realm peak.

This...

Is this world this crazy?

"Th... thank you... thank you... Fellow Daoist He, thank you for saving my life!" Mu Qingtong thanked He Pingsheng somewhat at a loss.

He Pingsheng said: "No need for such formality!"

"Since you've seen it too, I'll tell you the truth!"

"Back then, Old Tong wanted to kill and steal treasure, but was instead suppressed by me, and from then on became my spirit slave!"

Mu Qingtong's body shook: "So that's how it is!"

"Mm!" He Pingsheng nodded: "From now on, you can consider yourself safe!"

"I have a bottle of pills here for you to take; after a while, I'll set you down!"

"You can make your own way back!"

"I..." A trace of bitterness appeared on Mu Qingtong's face.

She really wanted to team up with He Pingsheng, but thinking of her own attitude back then, she lacked the courage.

However, after much deliberation, she still mustered her courage and said: "Fellow Daoist He, I want to team up with you, and moreover, I have a piece of information that should be very useful to you!"

"Oh..." Tai Zhen sneered from the side: "Didn't you say we weren't qualified?"

Mu Qingtong's face reddened.

But she still said: "I know, the news of the Four Gates of Hell!"

"What?" At these words, everyone present was shocked.

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