Chapter 2205: Space God Emperor

"God Emperor?" He Pingsheng's heart jolted!

How could that be possible?

I've already handed over my Seven Incantations Book for over a hundred units of time—how could a God Emperor still come looking for me?

Could it be the Seventh Assistant God?

"Who is it?" He Pingsheng asked Xin Baobao.

Xin Baobao shook her head: "I don't recognize the disciple either, but anyway... it's a man, with overwhelming imperial aura, currently waiting in the main hall, and Lady Su has already knelt to greet him!"

"He specifically requested to see you, Master—you'd better go quickly!"

"Alright!" He Pingsheng glanced at Wen Wannian: "You stay here and don't move—I'll go and return shortly!"

"Baobao, lead the way!"

Xin Baobao escorted He Pingsheng all the way out of the Divine Medicine Valley, then flew to the largest mountain peak at the center of Fuyu Mountain, entering the clan's main hall atop it.

The doors of the main hall were open, and the formation was also activated.

Inside, golden divine light flashed forth in streaks.

As Xin Baobao said, the imperial aura was overwhelming!

Upon entering the main hall, countless images flashed through He Pingsheng's mind.

Hai Tang God Emperor!

Suan Dao God Emperor!

He Huan God Emperor!

Seventh Assistant God!

Wait...

He had run through every God Emperor he had ever seen in his mind!

Even, He Pingsheng wondered if it might be a God Emperor of the Curse Dao—if a Curse Dao God Emperor came asking for my Seven Incantations Book or seeking trouble, how should I respond?

Damn it!

Surely the Wu family wouldn't still have a God Emperor-level figure left that day.

Burdened with heavy doubts and cautious vigilance, He Pingsheng swiftly entered the main hall.

Soon, he saw a man.

A man wearing a black Daoist robe, yet embroidered with golden patterns on the black robe.

God Emperor!

But this person, he had never seen before.

Moreover, this God Emperor's divine pattern on the brow was closed, so it was impossible to determine what kind of Dao法 this God Emperor practiced from his divine pattern.

The man stood in the exact center of the main hall, while Su Zhenzhen knelt on the ground.

Not only Su Zhenzhen knelt on the ground, but also He family's God King Yusi.

"He Pingsheng... pays respects to the senior!" He Pingsheng hastily clasped his hands.

The man did not speak, but instead let out a cold snort.

Humph...

A cold snort, carrying the violent pressure of a God Emperor's aura, instantly descended upon He Pingsheng.

The invisible aura felt like a great mountain, pressing down heavily on him.

Puff...

In the next moment, He Pingsheng involuntarily knelt directly onto the ground.

Xin Baobao likewise knelt down.

"You are the first to not kneel upon seeing this Emperor..." the God Emperor said coldly.

He Pingsheng said nothing.

Because he was under the Emperor's pressure, at this very moment, he had no ability to speak.

After about ten or so breaths, the Emperor's pressure on him withdrew.

"Cough cough cough..." He Pingsheng coughed violently, directly spitting out several mouthfuls of golden divine blood.

"Junior He Pingsheng, pays respects to God Emperor, my lord..." He Pingsheng knelt again to pay respects.

"Rise!"

"All rise!" the God Emperor, my lord, swept his wide sleeve.

Only then did the people rise.

That God Emperor stared at He Pingsheng's brow for two breaths, then asked: "If this seat has not guessed wrong, you cultivate the Space Dao?"

He Pingsheng said: "Yes!"

He originally had the Hongmeng Divine Pattern, but now, under the concealment of the Thirty-Two Mighty Ones' Divine Powers, it had become the Space Divine Pattern.

The God Emperor could also not see through it.

"Excellent, outsiders all say you cultivate the Space Dao—indeed, the words are not false!" the Space God Emperor stared at He Pingsheng: "This seat, the Space God Emperor!"

He Pingsheng's breath slightly paused: Space God Emperor?

Damn it!

How did this guy find me?

Could it be because I captured Zheng Hong Lu and made him a slave, and then the Space God Emperor found out?

I'm doomed!

No God Emperor can tolerate their own kin becoming another's slave.

I'm doomed, doomed...

No way!

For such a trivial matter, why would the Space God Emperor himself need to descend? To deal with a mere God Lord like me, he could just casually send a God Emperor or God Emperor Realm cultivator, couldn't he?

As countless thoughts flashed through He Pingsheng's mind, the Space God Emperor spoke again: "I heard that you previously went by the name Bai Li Mo, and in that Witch God's ancestral land, you obtained the Seven Incantations Scripture?"

"Your fortune is not bad!"

"Yes!" He Pingsheng said: "Your Majesty speaks truly, but later the Seven Incantations Scripture was again taken from my hands and lost, indicating that the ultimate fortune does not lie with me. The one who took the Seven Incantations Scripture is the true great fortune!"

"I am merely making wedding clothes for others!"

"Hehehe..." the Space God Emperor chuckled: "That is the reasoning, but you also obtained considerable resources from the Begonia God Emperor, showing that you still have fortune!"

His expression softened somewhat.

Yet his tone remained chilling: "But whether you can live or die today still depends on your fortune!"

He Pingsheng's heart gave another jolt: damn thing, putting on a pleasant face while speaking the harshest words.

Damn it!

What exactly does this God Emperor want to do?

"What the Emperor has come for, do you not know?" the Space God Emperor asked.

He Pingsheng clasped his hands: "This... I truly do not know, I have had no prior dealings with you, Senior!"

"No..." the Space God Emperor shook his head, saying: "You and I both cultivate the Space Dao—that is the greatest connection!"

"Uh..."

"Have you heard the story of the Time God Emperor?"

At this moment, He Pingsheng's mind suddenly cleared.

He knew what this damned Space God Emperor had come to do.

Offering the Yin-Yang Cicada to the Dao!

Exactly, since they could find out that it was Laozi who took the Seven Incantations Scripture, they could certainly find out that I possess a pair of Dao-Offering Yin-Yang Cicadas.

Moreover, Laozi and this damn thing cultivate the same Dao—Space Dao.

So... this fellow's purpose is not hard to guess.

"I understand..." He Pingsheng took a deep breath, then produced the Dao-Offering Yin-Yang Cicada he had just been about to give to Wen Wanwan but had not yet given, and respectfully presented it before the Space God Emperor, saying: "This is what I obtained in the Witch Clan's ancestral land!"

As he spoke, he deliberately twitched the muscles on his face twice: "Your Majesty the God Emperor, look... I truly have no fortune!"

"Both fortunes merely passed through my hands and did not linger!"

"Hahahaha..." Upon seeing the Dao-Offering Yin-Yang Cicada, the Space God Emperor burst into loud laughter, saying: "Good, good, good... what I feared most was that you would use this thing!"

"As long as you haven't planted it yet!"

"If you dare to plant this thing on the Space Great Dao, then you are truly not far from death!"

"Very good, you have preserved your own life!"

"This thing, the Emperor takes it!" the Space God Emperor took the Dao-Offering Yin-Yang Cicada, saying: "Speak... what do you want?"

"I won't take it for nothing!"

He Pingsheng said: "I truly have an improper request!"

"Everyone in the Divine Realm probably already knows I possess the Dao-Offering Yin-Yang Cicada; later, those God Emperors will be uneasy, and if the Dao foundation encounters problems, they will surely come looking for me!"

"Since Your Majesty has taken the Dao-Offering Yin-Yang Cicada, could you issue a notice in the Divine Realm? That way, I could also rest easy!"

"Rest assured!" the Space God Emperor swept his wide sleeve, saying: "This time I came, I did not come alone; I represent the Three Thousand God Emperors!"

"This Dao-Offering Yin-Yang Cicada, I will also destroy it in front of everyone!"

"In the future, there should also be no one coming to disturb you!"

"He Pingsheng, the Emperor remembers you, cultivate well... when you one day enter the God Emperor Realm, I will grant you a domain!"

Having said that, the Space God Emperor flicked his wide sleeve and directly departed.

Vanished without a trace.

"Pfft..." After the God Emperor left, He Pingsheng spat out another mouthful of divine blood.

"Young Master..."

"Master..."

"Husband..."

Su Zhenzhen, Yu Si, and Xin Baobao hurried forward.

He Pingsheng waved his hand, saying: "No matter, no matter... it's fine..."

"Baobao, go invite Wen Wanwan over, don't let her keep worrying, and is your master's wife in seclusion? Call her too!"

Ask for three releases.