Chapter 521

Before, He Pingsheng and Wang Dun had discussed repeatedly and still felt that their two people's power might not be enough to deal with the two Sacred Lords.

Perhaps they could defeat them, but they definitely couldn't catch them.

After all, the two had great divine powers.

But if they couldn't catch them, the origin couldn't be taken out.

If the origin couldn't be taken out, repairing the ascension channel was out of the question.

After discussing, the two decided to unite some reliable Soul Transformation cultivators to deal with the Sacred Mountain together.

He Pingsheng only knew two, and those were the two ancestors of the Liang Kingdom.

Wang Dun also invited three or five.

Originally there weren't many people, but later through these few Soul Transformation cultivators, they contacted some old Soul Transformation immortals who had long been dissatisfied with the Sacred Mountain.

Even so, these people still didn't dare to oppose the Sacred Lords directly.

Thus, He Pingsheng gave each of them an Earth Root Talisman and let them enter the Great Freedom Bead temporarily.

After the conversation between He Pingsheng and He Wen was transmitted into the Great Freedom Bead, everyone suddenly realized: so all the evil things in this world were done by these two brothers.

Some hated them for destroying their own Dao; some hated them for capturing their relatives.

There were also quite a few royal ancestors who all shared a common hatred.

Thus, more than fifty people worked together and took down He Wen and his brother.

Rumble...

On the Sacred Mountain, the array formation of a certain underground palace was opened by He Pingsheng.

The crowd surged in and walked into the underground palace.

After turning a few times, they finally arrived at the location of the 【Stripping Creation Gathering Essence Transforming Lifespan Divine Tree Array】.

In a circle, it was all people.

But these were already living dead without souls.

"This... this is the peerless genius of our Chu Kingdom, Chu Yuxun... damn it... Chu Yuxun is my own niece... woo woo woo..."

"So they really are here!"

"My Tang Kingdom's Zheng Manxiu!"

"Isn't this the Liang Kingdom's genius Liang Tianjian?"

"Xiao Xuan... this is Xiao Xuan... the peerless empty spirit root of the Qi Kingdom, also died here!"

Looking at these hundred or so peerless geniuses from the past millennium in the circle, everyone gnashed their teeth.

Someone cursed: "These two old beasts are truly damned... not only did they destroy the ascension path of billions of cultivators in our Cultivation World, but they also harmed so many peerless geniuses... damn it... damn it..."

"They should be made to never be reincarnated!"

"Kill them!"

"No, killing them is too cheap!"

Everyone was filled with righteous indignation.

He Pingsheng took out He Wen's glazed infant.

At this very moment, He Wen also woke up.

"He Wen, look, look at the good deeds you've done!"

On the other side, Wang Dun also took out He Nian's glazed infant.

Both closed their eyes, said nothing, and didn't look.

"How about this!" He Pingsheng looked at the crowd and said: "I have a Ten Thousand Soul Banner here; I will collect the souls of these two into the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, so they will never be reincarnated!"

"What do you all think?"

As he spoke, He Pingsheng took out the divine banner and opened it.

"Good!"

"Not bad!"

"Haha, this place is their final destination!"

"Very good!"

"It should be like this!"

Everyone cheered.

He Wen was trembling with fright: "No... absolutely not..."

"He Pingsheng, let the two of us enter reincarnation; the karma and evil force on us will be settled by the Heavenly Dao itself!"

"I don't want to enter this Ten Thousand Soul Banner!"

"Don't!"

"I beg you!"

"Let me enter reincarnation!"

Entering the Ten Thousand Soul Banner will make one neither human nor ghost; not only will they lose freedom and dignity, but they will also have to endure huge pain, becoming a slave to one master after another for a lifetime.

Even if the master changes ten thousand times, the slaves in the soul banner will never disappear!

And the process of refining the soul in the Ten Thousand Soul Banner will be extremely painful.

"You are not worthy!" He Pingsheng rolled the divine banner in his hand, and the two souls, carrying shrill painful screams, were sucked into the ghost banner.

The two glazed infants completely became dead objects without any consciousness.

After looking around, the crowd returned to the hall above and sat down.

The Liang Kingdom ancestor took out a list and unfolded it, saying: "Everyone, we have just counted, this is all the treasure on the Sacred Mountain!"

"How to distribute it, everyone can speak up!"

Everyone looked at each other, and no one spoke.

Wu Mi said: "This time, being able to defeat these two old beasts is still the greatest credit of Wang Dun and He Pingsheng, and later, to restore the ascension channel between heaven and earth, this matter still requires He Pingsheng to go to the core to repair the array formation!"

"If you ask me, the distribution power should be given to the two of them!"

"Right!" Someone said: "Actually, whether it's distributed or not doesn't matter. We old things have only one wish, and that is to ascend to the Spirit Realm as soon as possible!"

"External objects don't need to be cared about!"

"Why not do this: Fellow Daoist He and Fellow Daoist Wang become the new Sacred Lords of the Sacred Mountain and lead the situation of the world!"

"This is good!" Someone immediately stood up and echoed: "Then the resources on this Sacred Mountain don't need to be distributed; just leave them on the Sacred Mountain!"

"I agree!"

"I also agree!"

Almost everyone agreed.

The people here are all Soul Transformation cultivators; their greatest wish in their lives is to leave the Cultivation World, ascend to the Spirit Realm, and seek a higher Dao path and longevity.

And now, He Pingsheng is their only hope.

Who dares to offend He Pingsheng?

"I think it works!" Wang Dun looked at He Pingsheng with a smile: "Then from now on, I am Sacred Lord Wang Dun, hahahaha..."

He Pingsheng's brows furrowed, saying: "Then from now on, the Nine-Country Grand Competition every hundred years should still be held as scheduled!"

"All rules should be followed as before!"

"In addition, all the time origin and space origin here, give them to me... I want to send these into the Mystic Realm!"

Everyone expressed: No problem.

"Then..." some impatient people asked eagerly: "Sacred Lord He, when do you plan to set off to the Heavenly Extreme Jedi to repair the array formation?"

Swish...

Everyone looked at He Pingsheng.

Undoubtedly, everyone was very concerned about this question.

He Pingsheng said: "Actually, I have thought about this question too. For example, I am currently at the tenth layer of the Nascent Soul Stage!"

"If I enter the array formation and complete the repair, the vortex in the Divine Tree will also disappear completely!"

"At that time, will I stay in that void forever, or will I enter the Spirit Realm directly from that spatial channel, or be sent into our world?"

"I don't know this!"

"I'm afraid you all won't know the answer either."

"Or perhaps, I will die!"

He Pingsheng looked at the crowd: "Since this is the case, I still want to live for a while longer, at least, wait until I have arranged everything!"

After a moment of silence, He Pingsheng continued: "How about this, I can only tell you that within ten years, I will enter the Jedi to repair the spatial channel!"

That's what he said, but in reality, He Pingsheng wasn't worried about dying.

After all, he still had a Substitute Death Talisman he hadn't used!

Besides, if he was really sealed in that void, couldn't he just take the origin out and come out?

Of course, the reason He Pingsheng wanted to drag it out for a while was that he was worried about the first situation happening.

What if he was sent directly to the Spirit Realm after repairing it?

There were still many things he hadn't done!

Therefore, he had to leave some time to arrange things in the human world.