Chapter 703: Body Integration Strike, Reverse-Heaven Divine Technique

A thousand-zhang dragon, carrying immense pressure, locked onto the void and time, roaring toward He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng knew this strike was not the Heavenly Fire Divine Emperor's full power.

Because he had just thrown it out casually a moment ago.

"Break…!"

Before He Pingsheng could react, Zhou Qingmei leapt forward, placing herself between him and the dragon, then swung her sword upward.

The sword's name: Heaven's Ice.

A top-grade transcendent magic treasure.

With this strike, her offensive power increased by fifty percent.

A vast sword intent coalesced into a blue lotus, slamming into the oncoming dragon.

This sword-lotus could both attack and defend, perfectly balanced.

Moreover, it was Zhou Qingmei's full-power strike.

As the lotus flew, it instantly expanded to a thousand zhang in size.

The blue lotus and the golden dragon's head crashed together.

A colossal, unstoppable force exploded outward; the violent energy rippled through the void, boiling the surrounding space as if it were boiling water, sending waves of immense energy crashing into the void and earth around them.

All six snow-capped mountains below collapsed in avalanches.

The entire world became a chaotic realm of swirling snow.

Yet what terrified He Pingsheng was that after Zhou Qingmei's sword-lotus shattered, the golden dragon still surged toward him.

It had not vanished—only shrunk.

Once a thousand zhang, it now remained three hundred zhang.

From this reduction alone, it was clear Zhou Qingmei's sword had stripped away seven-tenths of the Heavenly Fire Divine Emperor's attack.

The remaining three-tenths, she could no longer stop.

Because it had already reached He Pingsheng's face.

"Roar…"

Another dragon's breath roared out—on He Pingsheng's body, a fire-type dragon shot forth.

Its dark red body burned with flames.

After separating from his body, it instantly grew to five hundred zhang and slammed into the fire dragon summoned by the Heavenly Fire Divine Emperor.

Another wave of energy rippled outward!

Half of the ripple shattered the void; the other half struck the snow-capped mountains below, triggering another avalanche.

The Heavenly Fire Divine Emperor's casual strike was finally obliterated by the combined attacks of Zhou Qingmei and He Pingsheng.

"Ah—p!"

At that moment, Zhou Qingmei spat out a mouthful of blood.

Having blocked seven-tenths of the attack, she was already injured.

Fortunately, it was only superficial.

"Nine Heaven Mysterious Fire?" From afar, the Heavenly Fire Divine Emperor stared at He Pingsheng. "You actually fused the Nine Heaven Mysterious Fire—one of the Ten Primordial True Fires?"

Astonishment!

Shock!

Fear!

On the entire Heavenly Fire Continent, true fires were the most precious cultivation resources—only ten existed.

And Nine Heaven Mysterious Fire was one of them.

How could this boy have such fortune—find the Nine Heaven Mysterious Fire, and worse, fuse it?

Hiss… hiss… hiss…

This brat is only Void Refinement Stage One.

No… he absolutely cannot live.

Otherwise, my Heavenly Fire Divine Kingdom will face endless disasters, and my Tian family's destruction is inevitable.

"That last strike? I used only three-tenths of my strength!" Tian Jinpeng drew a deep breath. "But now, I will no longer hold back!"

"He Pingsheng… die!"

"Dharma Body Manifestation… open!"

Boom—boom—boom…

Outside the Heavenly Fire Divine Emperor's body, a colossal shadow, a thousand zhang tall, coalesced.

The shadow looked nearly identical to him.

It was formed from fire-element spiritual energy, dense and solid.

A vast aura and pressure swept across ten thousand li.

Dharma Body Manifestation—terrifying the soul.

Within the mountain-protection array, countless disciples of Gu Song Mountain saw this vision in the void and trembled violently, as if they themselves would perish beneath this overwhelming pressure.

Even some low-grade disciples collapsed to their knees, drenched in sweat.

The Heavenly Fire Divine Emperor's Dharma Body was far more terrifying than the Moon Buddha's had been.

"Slash…"

In the giant Dharma Body's hand, a crimson longsword suddenly appeared; it slashed violently toward He Pingsheng.

"I'll stop it…"

Again, Zhou Qingmei summoned her own thousand-zhang Dharma Body, blocking with a freezing-element attack.

Attack as defense.

But!

This was the Heavenly Fire Divine Emperor's strongest strike.

Zhou Qingmei could not block it—and could never block it.

Pfft…

Pfft-pfft-pfft…

Zhou Qingmei's Dharma Body shadow shattered instantly.

The immense force surged again toward He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng knew—he could not withstand this strike.

He could not possibly withstand it.

The higher a cultivator's realm, the greater the gap between each stage.

The chasm between higher-level cultivators was insurmountable.

When He Pingsheng was at Soul Transformation, he saw Void Refinement cultivators as frogs in a well gazing at the moon; now that he himself was Void Refinement, looking up at Body Integration was like a gnat staring at the blue sky.

Cross-rank killing?

Perhaps.

But at this level, cross-rank killing was only possible for Void Refinement Three to kill Void Refinement Five, or Void Refinement Five to kill Void Refinement Ten.

To challenge Body Integration with Void Refinement?

Impossible.

Even the greatest prodigies since ancient times could not do it.

Thus, even weakened by Zhou Qingmei, this strike remained beyond He Pingsheng's ability to resist.

Touch it, and you die.

But he was not afraid.

He Pingsheng still had a trump card.

That was: he still had a death-substitute puppet.

And five clones.

But now, he didn't even need those.

A ripple of space-elemental law surged through his body—and his figure vanished instantly.

Technique: Void Speed Move.

The next instant, He Pingsheng reappeared in another stretch of void a thousand zhang away.

The Heavenly Fire Divine Emperor's sword slash dissolved into endless blade-light, slicing into the earth below.

Instantly, avalanches surged like tides, heaven and earth overturned.

Cold mountain ranges were flattened one by one!

The distant Heavenly Fire Divine Emperor, seeing his strike had failed to kill even a single ant, narrowed his eyes. "What technique is that?"

At the same time, he was utterly stunned.

Because he knew the power of his own strike.

It locked time, sealed the void.

How could this brat still escape, despite all that sealing?

Was it because Zhou Qingmei's block shattered my void-sealing law?

That's why he got away?

Possibly.

Then let the old man try again.

"Boom…" Before He Pingsheng could answer, Tian Jinpeng's thousand-zhang divine form swung his long sword once more, slashing toward He Pingsheng.

This time, Zhou Qingmei did not block the blade for him.

Because Zhou Qingmei had received He Pingsheng's orders and returned inside the great array to control it and defend the sect.

Yet this time, it was exactly the same.

He Pingsheng's body vanished with a whisper, and when he reappeared, he was a thousand zhang away.