Chapter 704: The Despairing Divine Emperor

Crimson sword light slashed through the void and struck the western snowy mountain with force.

A single snowflake melted.

Immense power shattered the surrounding mountains and peaks.

A vast stain smeared across the white snow.

The Heavenly Fire Divine Emperor did not strike again, but stared at He Pingsheng for over a dozen breaths before saying: "No wonder you're so fearless?"

"So you have a backing!"

"Do you truly believe I have no way to deal with you?"

"He Pingsheng… I still have cards I haven't played!"

"But I'm still willing to give you a chance!" The Heavenly Fire Divine Emperor waved his hand, and six white flying knives instantly coalesced before him.

Spiritual Sense Flying Knives!

Six snow-white spiritual sense flying knives hovered before the Heavenly Fire Divine Emperor.

He fixed his gaze on He Pingsheng: "Your space cultivation technique is extraordinarily formidable—I admit, my ordinary attacks cannot touch you!"

"But how will you counter my spiritual sense assault?"

"The speed of spiritual sense is too swift—you won't have time to shift position!"

He Pingsheng's expression grew more serious than ever before.

Correct!

Ordinary attacks, no matter how fast, could not match the speed of spiritual sense.

If the Heavenly Fire Divine Emperor's spiritual sense assault came at him, he truly would not have time to activate the Void Speed technique.

This strike would land!

"What?" said the Heavenly Fire Divine Emperor. "You're afraid… I'll say it again: I don't want to kill you. Swear a Heavenly Dao oath— Congciwomenjingshuibufanheshui —and I'll leave immediately!"

"What do you say?"

The Heavenly Fire Divine Emperor was no fool.

He knew that if he unleashed this attack, the opponent might die.

But who knew if this fellow carried some extraordinary artifact?

If he gave the enemy even a sliver of chance, he himself would surely die later.

The safest, most prudent course remained forcing He Pingsheng to swear an oath.

For he bore no hatred toward He Pingsheng, had no desire to kill him; on the contrary, as fellow humans, he even admired He Pingsheng.

Yet on He Pingsheng's solemn face appeared a faint smile: "Perhaps… but… I'd like to try!"

"See how you kill me?"

"Good! Good! Good!" said the Heavenly Fire Divine Emperor. "This is your own doing—none of my concern!"

"Cut!"

He roared, and the six white spiritual sense flying knives shot through the void, slashing straight toward He Pingsheng's mind sea.

A thought crossed the void—faster than anything imaginable.

He Pingsheng had no time to activate the Void Speed technique.

Yet just as the six flying knives reached He Pingsheng's front, a black light suddenly shot out from his chest.

The black light formed a barrier within his mind sea.

All six spiritual sense flying knives were blocked by this spiritual barrier.

Magic Treasure: Divine Soul!

And it was a top-grade magic treasure.

Many years ago, when He Pingsheng had just emerged from the Underworld Imperial Palace, he encountered an ambush by Ice Yi Immortal.

But He Pingsheng instead slew Ice Yi.

From her, he obtained a low-grade magic treasure capable of blocking spiritual sense attacks.

It was precisely this low-grade magic treasure that allowed Ice Yi to withstand several of Hao Cang's spiritual sense assaults.

Later, He Pingsheng placed this low-grade magic treasure into the Treasure Basin and strengthened it into two.

Both became top-grade magic treasures: one named 【Divine Soul】, the other named 【Divine Essence】.

He gave the red 【Divine Essence】 to Qiao Huizhu, and kept the black 【Divine Soul】 for himself.

Otherwise, though He Pingsheng's spiritual sense was strong, it could not withstand a Body Integration eighth-layer spiritual sense assault.

Fortunately, he had prepared in advance.

"This…" The Heavenly Fire Divine Emperor, witnessing this, nearly spat blood.

Even his spiritual sense attack was blocked?

"What is this thing?" The Heavenly Fire Divine Emperor drew several deep breaths, feeling utterly unwell.

He Pingsheng, seeing his top-grade magic treasure 【Divine Soul】 block the spiritual sense assault, was overjoyed and said: "Hehe… just a talisman that blocks spiritual sense attacks!"

"A talisman?"

The Heavenly Fire Divine Emperor believed him: "Good! Good! Good! A talisman can block once—I don't believe it can block twice!"

"Again!"

Boom…

The second time, six more spiritual sense flying knives shot forth, slashing toward He Pingsheng.

The black membrane reappeared, blocking the flying knives—and tearing them apart.

Puff…

Even the Heavenly Fire Divine Emperor couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Yaozhidao ， Shenniangongjizhedongxi ， Lianhepingshengdoushizuiduolianxushizhanliangci 。

Zaiduodehua ， Shihaijiuhuibengkui 。

"You you you…" The Heavenly Fire Divine Emperor trembled violently: "What exactly is this thing?"

He Pingsheng smiled and said: "Oh… my apologies, I misspoke earlier—it's not a talisman, it's a magic treasure…"

As he spoke, He Pingsheng even withdrew the magic treasure from his dantian and waved it about.

Then swiftly returned it to his body!

"Sssss…" The Heavenly Fire Divine Emperor, seeing the 【Divine Soul】, sucked in a sharp breath: "It's… a top-grade magic treasure?"

A top-grade magic treasure!

And one that blocks spiritual sense attacks—something even Tian Jinpeng himself didn't possess!

"Huh… huh… huh… huh…"

The Heavenly Fire Divine Emperor exhaled several deep breaths, then waved his hand and pulled out a golden greatbow: "He Pingsheng… this time, see how you dodge!"

He forcefully drew back the golden divine bow.

He condensed internal power into a crimson long arrow.

With a hiss, the arrow became a streak of light, shooting straight at He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng knew he could not block this arrow—he could only evade it with the Void Speed technique.

The next instant, his form appeared a thousand zhang away.

But to He Pingsheng's shock, the red arrowlight did not strike the ground—it curved through the void and continued toward his new location.

"This…"

He Pingsheng was slightly startled: Impressive—so it can do that?

Still, though the arrow was fast, it had to cover a distance of a thousand zhang.

So by the time the arrow reached his position, he had already activated Void Speed again and vanished.

Thus He Pingsheng continuously shifted positions, while the arrow relentlessly pursued.

After Siwuci, He Pingsheng instantly teleported underground.

The arrow followed, slamming into the ground.

It blasted a massive crater—and then vanished.

He Pingsheng reappeared in the void.

Tian Jinpeng's technique had been thwarted once more by He Pingsheng.

Tian Jinpeng's face turned pitch black.

He was utterly despairing.

But what made him more despairing was when He Pingsheng calmly pulled out a purple-red doll: "Old man, do you recognize this?"

"This…" Tian Jinpeng recognized it instantly: a substitution doll.

"It's a substitution doll… and top-grade?"

"Correct!" said He Pingsheng. "Let me give you another piece of good news… I've already shed my Nascent Soul—my avatar has long been traveling outside!"

"And let me tell you—I have five Nascent Souls, five avatars!"

"Divine Emperor, better return and strengthen your cultivation—don't let me catch up… or else… hehehe…"