Chapter 517

He Pingsheng put away the Southern Bright Square Sky Halberd!

A smell of scorched fire wafted over.

The originally verdant mountain range under his feet had a black crack.

This strike just now pierced more than three hundred zhang into the earth and cut a small mountain range below directly in half.

Bu Yuntian's body was cut into two halves.

A glazed infant flew out from the body and was directly grabbed by He Pingsheng.

"Fellow Daoist, spare my life... Fellow Daoist has great divine powers, I admire you!"

"But you and I have no life-and-death enmity!"

"Don't kill me!"

The longer one lives, the more one fears death.

Cultivators have no one who views death as returning home; otherwise, they wouldn't pursue longevity.

He Pingsheng looked at the glazed infant and gave a cold laugh, saying: "Didn't Senior Bu just say that strength is respected? For all those without strength, their death is of no concern to others."

"Don't, Fellow Daoist, don't... spare my life, spare my life... I swear, in the future, I can be your slave!"

The glazed infant of a Soul Transformation Stage cultivator is strong and powerful; even if it leaves the main body, it can still live for many years.

Of course, if it encounters heavenly treasures, it can reshape its physical body, and can even be reborn through possession.

He Pingsheng said: "I have no intention of killing you, wait a while... I will hand you over to the Qi Emperor later!"

"Your life or death depends entirely on the Empress's decision!"

After speaking, He Pingsheng picked up a few rings and then left with a teleportation.

Nascent Soul Stage, truly every layer of cultivation is a different world.

Before, when He Pingsheng fought Jiang Yu, he was constrained everywhere and almost beaten to death.

But now, who would have thought that he could easily kill a seventh-layer Soul Transformation Stage powerhouse with a wave of his hand.

And this was not his strongest strike.

If driven by the Five Elements Mixed One Force, combined with the strike after the Heavenly Gang Three Changes, that would be the strongest.

Possessing his current combat power gave He Pingsheng more confidence and certainty in facing He Wen, whom he would face next.

Hum, hum, hum...

In the imperial palace hall, the void fluctuated.

He Pingsheng returned.

The trip there and back took only a short dozen breaths of time.

Jiang Qingyu and the others thought He Pingsheng hadn't caught up with Bu Yuntian, and she said: "Fellow Daoist He, don't be in a hurry. It won't be too late for us to go to the Jin Gang Sect together later to capture Bu Yuntian!"

He Pingsheng waved his hand and tossed Bu Yuntian's glazed infant to Jiang Qingyu.

"This..."

Seeing Bu Yuntian's glazed infant, everyone's bodies shook with fright.

Dead?

Just killed like this?

This was a seventh-layer Soul Transformation Stage cultivator.

The key was, this took only a short dozen breaths of time.

Instant kill?

Terrifying... too terrifying!

"Take him down for interrogation!" The Empress waved her hand: "Arrest all the princes, grandchildren, and descendants of Emperor Mingtai, question them carefully, see who participated in this incident, and punish them immediately!"

"Yes!"

Clatter, clatter...

The civil and military officials then withdrew.

In the entire hall, only He Pingsheng and Jiang Qingyu remained.

Jiang Qingyu looked at the glazed infant before her and waved her hand to put it away.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist He, you have helped me a great deal again!" Jiang Qingyu leaned close to He Pingsheng, her gaze hazy: "How about you help me to the end, send the Buddha to the west, and help me give birth to an heir, how about that?"

He Pingsheng glanced at Jiang Qingyu: "I have already given you Bu Yuntian's glazed infant, you can handle it yourself!"

"Killing him is fine, taming him to be your tool is also fine!"

"This is the last time I will help you!"

"Did I do something wrong?" Jiang Qingyu looked at the indifferent He Pingsheng, feeling somewhat at a loss.

He Pingsheng said: "To be honest, if this rebellion within your Qi Kingdom hadn't been instigated by Emperor Mingtai's princes, I wouldn't have come to help you at all!"

"Do you understand?"

"I understand!" Jiang Qingyu said: "It is my incompetence that I failed to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots of Emperor Mingtai's descendants, but don't worry, it won't happen again!"

He Pingsheng waved his hand: "I'm leaving!"

Without giving Jiang Qingyu any chance to explain, He Pingsheng left the Qi capital with a teleportation.

Outside the Qi imperial capital.

Where He Pingsheng had just fought.

The void fluctuated.

A white-haired, withered old man stepped out from the spatial ripples.

He Wen!

All these years, having lost Wang Dun and He Pingsheng, he and He Nian had been restless and unable to eat or sleep.

But they couldn't find them anywhere.

It wasn't that they hadn't thought of going to the Heavenly Extreme Jedi.

But they had searched for a long time in the Heavenly Extreme Jedi with no results.

As for the core of the Jedi, he hadn't gone.

Because He Wen felt that the fifth-tier poison that could kill everything was something no one in this Cultivation World could cross.

Including himself.

Therefore, he hadn't gone to the core of the Heavenly Extreme Jedi to search.

Back then, he was able to enter that space and steal the 【Space Origin】 and 【Time Origin】 because at that time, no poison gas had been produced here.

But the two hadn't given up, and had been searching for Wang Dun and He Pingsheng all these years.

Whether in the Liang Kingdom or the Qi Kingdom, they had planted spies.

Just now, when He Pingsheng suddenly appeared, someone sent a message to He Wen.

Even though He Wen rushed over from the Sacred Mountain in a hurry, it was already more than an hour later.

He didn't see He Pingsheng, nor did he know He Pingsheng's whereabouts.

But he arrived at this battle site from the nearby energy fluctuations.

He Wen stood in the void, his eyes fixed firmly on the earth.

On the earth, there was only a long trace of more than three hundred zhang.

That trace was like an abyss, and it had also cut off a section of a small mountain range.

Beside the abyss, two pieces of a body were discarded.

"Hoo..."

"Hiss..."

He Wen first exhaled a breath of turbid air, then inhaled a deep breath.

"One strike..."

"Using only one move, he killed the seventh-layer Soul Transformation Stage Bu Yuntian!"

"Has this child become so terrifying to this extent now?"

He Wen's brows furrowed deeply.

With his current skills, he could naturally kill this seventh-layer Soul Transformation cultivator easily, but the problem was, what was He Pingsheng's cultivation?

Only the tenth layer of the Nascent Soul Stage.

This kid is so powerful at the tenth layer of the Nascent Soul Stage?

Also, did he use his full strength for this strike?

The key was, there were two such heaven-defying people, not just He Pingsheng alone.

There was still Wang Dun!

"Sigh..." He Wen sighed again, his gaze slanted toward the horizon: "Oh Heavens... why?"

"Why were two children of destiny born at once?"

"Could it be that because my brother and I have caused too much harm to the heavens, these two were sent to deal with us?"

"Regret, regret... I regret it from the beginning!"

"Now, what should be done?"

At this very moment, He Wen no longer had any confidence that he could win against He Pingsheng.

As for capturing He Pingsheng's relatives to threaten him?

That's even more nonsense!

Back then, the Qi Kingdom captured He Pingsheng's sect?

What was the result?

This kid was tough: If you want to kill, then kill... he would never yield.

Now that Qiao Huizhu, whom He Pingsheng cares about, has been taken away by him, who else in this world can constrain him?

He Wen was at a loss.

He didn't know if there was still a chance to negotiate with He Pingsheng.