Chapter 385: The First Soul in the Myriad Soul Banner

"Want to run?"

He Pingsheng looked at the Glazed Infant flying rapidly downward, his spiritual sense stirring.

He triggered one of the Formless Big Dipper Nails that had long been nurtured within his sea of consciousness.

*Whoosh! *

The invisible spiritual nail streaked through the void, *puchi*—it slammed into the palm-sized Glazed Infant's body.

The Glazed Infant, currently in flight, suddenly stiffened.

He Pingsheng took a step, teleporting to the Glazed Infant's location, and reached out to grab it.

The Glazed Infant was a cultivator's Nascent Soul.

Once separated from the physical body, it was extremely fragile; the slightest attack could crush it.

"Spare me... spare me... Fellow Daoist, spare me..."

At this very moment, Patriarch Ruo Kai's intestines were green with regret.

"I was wrong... I was wrong... Fellow Daoist, spare my life, I am willing to be your beast of burden..."

He Pingsheng said indifferently, "You aren't wrong; you are just afraid!"

"Ruo Kai... at this very moment, can you still recall why you wanted to kill me?"

He stared at the palm-sized Glazed Infant.

The Glazed Infant's face was bitter: "It was caused by my own greed; everything arose from greed. If Fellow Daoist can give me one chance, I can swear a Heavenly Dao oath: for the rest of my life, I will only do good deeds and never harm anyone again!"

He Pingsheng's expression was cold.

Seeing that he could not move He Pingsheng, Ruo Kai added, "Everything I have accumulated in my life is in my ring; I can give it all to you, Fellow Daoist. Please, spare my life!"

As he spoke, the Glazed Infant actually spat out a cyan ring from its mouth.

He Pingsheng sneered again: "This thing is now my war trophy; it never belonged to you in the first place!"

"Using my own things to trade with me—isn't that a bit shameless..."

While speaking, He Pingsheng took the ring and threw it into the Great Freedom Pearl, then suddenly took out a drop of 【Ice Plains Divine Dew】 and swallowed it.

Because he saw a streak of light flying toward him.

Soon, the streak of light landed a hundred *zhang* in front of He Pingsheng.

This was an old man wearing a gray Daoist robe; his features were ordinary, but his cultivation had reached the fifth layer of the Nascent Soul Stage.

"Wang Shixiong... Wang Shixiong, save me..." the palm-sized Nascent Soul in He Pingsheng's hand shouted at the old man.

The old man cupped his hands toward He Pingsheng and said, "Fellow Daoist, I am 【Daoist Ruo Chong】. I ask that you show mercy and spare my Junior Brother's life!"

He Pingsheng was not afraid, because at this very moment, the Seven-Buckle Sharp Metal Armor on his body had been recharged.

It could resist one strike from the Nascent Soul Stage.

Moreover, the Heavenly Fire Condensed Armor shield he had just cast had not been broken and was still active.

Thus, he was fearless and retorted, "Senior Ruo Chong, when your Junior Brother wanted to kill me just now, why didn't you come to beg him to spare my life?"

That's right!

Just now, while He Pingsheng and the other were locked in battle, this Daoist Ruo Chong had been watching from the sidelines, believing that his Junior Brother, a dignified Nascent Soul, could not possibly lose.

As the battle progressed, he became increasingly alarmed. By the time He Pingsheng killed his Junior Brother with lightning speed, it was already too late for Daoist Ruo Chong to intervene.

His combat power was even inferior to Ruo Kai's, so he did not dare to clash head-on with He Pingsheng at this moment.

He Pingsheng's words left him speechless.

"Open..."

He Pingsheng waved his hand, and a small banner flew out from his ring. The banner was only palm-sized at first, but in an instant, it expanded to ten *zhang*!

The black spirit banner swayed in the wind, and endless yin winds whistled toward them.

"Collect..." He Pingsheng's spiritual sense stirred, and he activated the Myriad Soul Banner.

A suction force descended from the Myriad Soul Banner, forcibly pulling the soul out of the Glazed Infant.

"No..."

Ruo Kai's soul screamed loudly: "Wang Shixiong, save me! Wang Shixiong, save me..."

"Fellow Daoist... Fellow Daoist, Fellow Daoist... let's talk this over. I can be your slave... no, no, no... you kill me now..."

"Kill me, kill me quickly, let me enter reincarnation, I will be eternally grateful!"

"No!"

"Don't!"

Ruo Kai's screams grew fainter and fainter.

Right in front of Daoist Ruo Chong, He Pingsheng collected his Junior Brother's soul into the Myriad Soul Banner.

Opposite him, Daoist Ruo Chong's face was dark to the extreme, but having just witnessed the battle between He Pingsheng and his Junior Brother, he did not dare to make a move at this moment.

The scene was extremely awkward for a time.

After He Pingsheng put away the Myriad Soul Banner, he looked at Daoist Ruo Chong and said, "You must know the cause and effect clearly by now!"

"If you want revenge, you can come find me anytime!"

Having said this, He Pingsheng ignored him further, directly flew up on his sword, ignored the ban on flying within ten thousand *li* of Ruo Kai Mountain, and headed straight for the Purgatory Abyss.

Further away!

Four Golden Core cultivators gathered together, looking in shock at the direction He Pingsheng had fled.

"This kid... is truly too arrogant..."

A guy wearing a golden Daoist robe at the first layer of the Golden Core Stage said.

"Arrogant?" The eighth-layer Golden Core cultivator gave a cold laugh: "Little brother, that's not called arrogance... that's called strength!"

"Too strong, truly too strong!"

"Indeed!" another said: "I have never heard of a Golden Core cultivator being able to kill a Nascent Soul Patriarch!"

"This kid must have a background!"

"And, when we asked him for a toll earlier, he paid it obediently. I really don't get it—with this kind of strength, couldn't he have just fought his way through? Why was he so polite to the four of us?"

"Thinking about it now, I'm breaking out in a cold sweat!"

At these words, the other three also shivered.

That's right; if they had handled anything even slightly wrong just now, it wouldn't have been their Junior Uncle who died today, but them!

"All of you, remember this!" the eighth-layer Golden Core cultivator suddenly became serious and stern: "From now on, no matter when, no matter what cultivation level the cultivator has, treat them with respect. If they want to pass, take the spirit stones and guide them through properly!"

"If they don't want to pass, point them in the right direction!"

"Otherwise, one careless move, and your life is gone, and your soul will be sucked away!"

On the other side, He Pingsheng flew on his sword toward the Purgatory.

He felt no joy from the victory after the battle; instead, his brows furrowed slightly.

Did he win that battle just now?

Of course!

He won, and he even killed the opponent.

But he, He Pingsheng, had consumed one 【Heavenly Fire Condensed Armor】 talisman. If not for this talisman, the one who died here today would likely have been him.

He simply could not have blocked the final wave of 128 snowflakes from the Myriad Mountain Flying Snow.

Moreover, the opponent, True Person Ruo Kai, had been careless.

From beginning to end, he hadn't used any magic treasures.

If he had used even a few magic treasures, Ruo Kai would not have died.

Therefore, in terms of strength, if both sides were serious, He Pingsheng still could not defeat a true fourth-layer Nascent Soul cultivator.

But escaping should be possible.

A head-on clash was absolutely impossible to win, and if he wasn't careful, there was a risk of falling.

However... there was no need to be too pessimistic.

He Pingsheng felt that if he were to face Jingxin again now, killing her would not be much of a problem.

While deep in thought, He Pingsheng's body had already arrived above the Purgatory Abyss. ===== CHAPTER 386 =====