Chapter 712: It

"You seem dissatisfied?"

The Great Lun Mingwang fixed her bright eyes on Duan Feihong.

Duan Feihong said: "In the cultivation world, strength is supreme—do I have to wait until he reaches Mahayana Emperor Realm Level Eleven before I challenge him?"

The Great Lun Mingwang said: "No need. Think for yourself—when you were at Void Refinement Level One, did you have this kind of combat power?"

Duan Feihong fell silent for three breaths, saying nothing.

The Great Lun Mingwang didn't insist on an answer from Duan Feihong; instead, her red lips opened again: "Your second mistake is arrogance!"

"You just said you must take him away today?"

"Sorry… you cannot take him away today!"

"Are you saying you intend to stop me?" Duan Feihong wasn't afraid of the Great Lun Mingwang; he turned his head, staring at her, seeking an answer.

The Great Lun Mingwang said: "Correct… He Pingsheng is mine—how dare you think you can just grab him?"

"Very well!" Duan Feihong raised his hands from behind his back and bowed toward the Great Lun Mingwang: "I am Duan Feihong—I shall test the combat power ranked fourth among Mahayana Emperors, the Great Lun Mingwang…"

"I hope you live up to your name!"

Boom…

The next instant, without any visible movement, Duan Feihong's body instantly retreated ten thousand zhang away.

The Great Lun Mingwang followed instantly.

The two of them lightly tested each other.

A vast force surged outward in all directions.

He Pingsheng and Zhou Qingmei were blown farther away by the violent residual energy.

"Quick…" He Pingsheng said: "Open a space wormhole immediately—we leave, head for the Golden Peng Emperor Domain!"

He Pingsheng wasn't foolish.

He didn't know what kind of person the Great Lun Mingwang was, but there was a Great Lun Empress in the Great Lun Emperor Domain who had once issued a bounty for him.

You could guess that much, right?

Neither of them are easy to deal with—why wouldn't I run?

"Alright!" Zhou Qingmei took a deep breath and shifted her inner spiritual technique.

But the next instant, she said: "No good!"

He Pingsheng said: "So is it good or not good?"

Zhou Qingmei nearly cried: "The space here seems sealed—I can't open a space wormhole!"

Instantly, the other woman in purple robes who had come with the Great Lun Mingwang appeared behind He Pingsheng and said: "Don't even think of scheming—our Empress has sealed the space within a hundred million li!"

"You cannot escape!"

"Just wait patiently?"

"Oh… by the way…" The woman nodded toward Zhou Qingmei: "You're Body Integration Level One—I'm sorry, I'm Body Integration Level Ten!"

"You can't beat me!"

"So don't even think about fighting me!"

"Or you won't even know how you died!"

As the woman finished speaking, He Pingsheng suddenly felt a brilliant flash before his eyes.

Then the entire sky lit up.

In the distant void, a massive feather, ten thousand zhang long, had suddenly appeared.

On the blue feather was a golden circular spot.

From within that circular spot burst a blinding golden light, flooding the heavens.

"Don't look!" the woman said: "This is the Empress's technique, 【Mingwang Sacrifice】—it damages the primordial spirit!"

"Close your eyes, center your mind!"

He Pingsheng didn't dare delay—he immediately closed his eyes and centered himself, trying his best to avoid the blinding light.

After about ten breaths, the blinding 【Mingwang Sacrifice】 vanished.

He Pingsheng then turned his head to look.

Duan Feihong was gone.

The void was empty—only the Great Lun Mingwang remained.

Where was Duan Feihong?

Dead?

He Pingsheng looked around but saw no trace of Duan Feihong's corpse.

"Did that guy get killed?" He Pingsheng asked the purple-robed woman beside him.

Before the woman could speak, the Great Lun Mingwang answered: "Relax—he's still ranked eleventh among Mahayana Emperors; do you think he dies so easily?"

"He just left!"

As she spoke, the Great Lun Mingwang appeared before He Pingsheng.

"You two, step aside—I have words to speak with He Pingsheng!"

She waved her hand toward the purple-robed woman.

Zhou Qingmei refused to leave.

She feared the Great Lun Mingwang would attack He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng shook his head: "Don't worry—if she wanted to kill me, you couldn't stop her."

Hearing this, Zhou Qingmei followed the purple-robed woman to a thousand li away in the void.

The Great Lun Mingwang waved her hand and effortlessly created a barrier around a hundred li of space; then, her radiant face turned to He Pingsheng, her eyes fixed on him for three full breaths before she nodded: "No wonder you're a human prodigy—your disguise technique is top-tier; even I couldn't see through it!"

He Pingsheng let out a bitter smile: "Empress Yao, you must be mistaken... that man who broke into the Great Lun Imperial Palace... it wasn't me!"

"It was someone else!"

The Great Lun Mingwang ignored He Pingsheng's protest and continued: "Good… over a hundred and seventy years later, your cultivation has broken through to Void Refinement!"

"Your current bone age is just over five hundred."

"Subtract a hundred and seventy years… yes… it matches—the one with a bone age of three hundred and something back then was definitely you."

He Pingsheng bowed: "Please, Elder, verify this—your man truly isn't me; I have nothing to do with him!"

"Look…"

Hummm…

He Pingsheng didn't hold back—he immediately drew Wang Dun's face and asked: "Empress, was your man shaped like this?"

"Mmm… yes… exactly!" the Great Lun Mingwang nodded.

"Exactly!" He Pingsheng said: "Then go find him—don't come after me!"

"I have nothing to do with him!"

"Hehehe… He Pingsheng, just admit it!" The Great Lun Mingwang's gaze sharpened instantly: "He Pingsheng… only I, back then, had ever seen this face—and I never drew this portrait on any bounty notice."

"If you aren't him, then tell me—how do you know this face?"

A wave of pressure erupted from the Great Lun Mingwang; her snow-white hand rose, poised to strike He Pingsheng.

But at the critical moment, she stopped: "Damn it… what did you put on me?"

What?

He Pingsheng's head buzzed.

"That damn 【Fifty-Fifty】… did you link your life to mine?" The Great Lun Mingwang's radiant face darkened: "If you die, will I die too?"

"I came here for one answer only!"

"Speak!"

He Pingsheng was stunned—more stunned than ever.

What does that mean?

What the hell is 【Fifty-Fifty】?

What is 【Fifty-Fifty】?

And you linked my life to yours?

This…

Wang Dun… what did you do to this poor demon empress?

So cruel!