Chapter 717: Kill Bing Yi, Gain the World

Previously, Bing Yi was unyielding!

Because she knew she wouldn't die—even if He Pingsheng killed this body of hers, her clone would still exist.

With a clone, she could continuously condense a Nascent Soul, then create another clone.

This was a form of immortality within the bounds of her lifespan.

But now, as she truly faced death, her primal fear finally overcame everything.

She surrendered, kneeling in midair.

He Pingsheng, however, had no patience for her words—he simply raised his hand, and a plain palm strike, infused with Dao law, slammed into Bing Yi.

Killing someone of a higher realm might be difficult.

But for peers, He Pingsheng could effortlessly obliterate them with a single gesture.

Bing Yi's entire body instantly turned to blood mist.

Likewise!

Her clone, billions upon billions of miles away, was also reduced to ashes.

A ring floated in the air.

Along with the ring was a blue-green pearl.

"Come…" Zhou Qingmei reached out, seized the ring and pearl, and respectfully presented them to He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng first took the ring and glanced at it.

It contained considerable wealth, but to He Pingsheng, such riches were now meaningless.

Quite… ordinary.

He handed the ring to Zhou Qingmei: "Keep it."

Then he took the blue-green pearl in his hand.

"What is this?" He Pingsheng was astonished: "Holding this pearl gives me a peculiar sensation!"

Beside him, Zi Qing Xianzi glanced once and recognized it: "This is a world."

"A world created by a Mahayana Emperor through immense magical power!"

"This blue-green miniature world is likely the lowest grade—called a 【Small Thousand World】!"

"By quality, worlds created by Mahayana Emperors are divided into 【Small Thousand Worlds】, 【Medium Thousand Worlds】, and 【Great Thousand Worlds】."

"Put your spiritual sense into it—you'll see what's inside this Small Thousand World."

After speaking, Zi Qing Xianzi stepped beside He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng nodded and followed her instruction, sending his spiritual sense into the Small Thousand World.

The next instant, he "saw" the world within.

It was a world.

Its rules were nearly identical to those of the Spirit Realm!

The difference was that its rule-force and heavenly barriers seemed far more fragile.

Like the cultivation world He Pingsheng had once trained in.

But its area was vastly smaller than that ancient cultivation world.

The cultivation world had nine nations, and beyond them stretched boundless oceans.

This Small Thousand World was different—it was only as large as a single commandery within that old cultivation world.

Compared to the cultivation world, it was much smaller.

Yet despite its size, it contained numerous spiritual veins!

One upper-grade spiritual vein, hundreds of mid-grade veins, and tens of thousands of lower-grade veins.

There were people in this world, but very few.

Less than ten thousand in total.

"How could she possess something only a Mahayana Emperor could create? And the strongest cultivators here have reached Nascent Soul!" He Pingsheng stared in disbelief: "Could this be Tian Jinpeng's?"

"Possible," Zi Qing Xianzi said. "Tian Jinpeng couldn't create a world himself, but he's a Body Integration cultivator with friends like Duan Feihong—perhaps Duan Feihong helped him open this world."

"And Tian Jinpeng's world is in this woman's hands—perhaps to relocate someone."

"I get it!" He Pingsheng realized another possibility: "These people inside are likely Tian Jinpeng's bloodline—he feared I'd come for revenge, so he tried to move them ahead of time!"

"Didn't expect me to intercept it first!"

"But… what use is this thing?" He Pingsheng asked Zi Qing.

Zi Qing replied: "Of course it's useful—immensely useful."

"First, it's a Small Thousand World with its own rules and spiritual energy—like Tian Jinpeng, you can place your descendants or family inside to protect them from outside dangers."

"Second, if you establish a transcendence pathway, you can lock it onto the Spirit Realm's boundary."

"Then, cultivators from this world will continuously ascend to the Spirit Realm."

"Remember, every cultivator who ascends to the Spirit Realm is extraordinary—by relying on them, you can build a powerful faction."

"Ask yourself—what major power on the Tianhuo Continent doesn't have its own lower realm?"

"But… this Small Thousand World has insufficient destiny energy, so few can ascend."

After Zi Qing's explanation, He Pingsheng finally gained a basic understanding of the Mahayana Emperor-created world.

A Small Thousand World, if not locked to the Spirit Realm, can be carried on one's person—its inhabitants and items can be stored or retrieved at will.

But it has a limit: living beings placed inside cannot exceed Foundation Establishment Level One.

Items placed inside generally cannot exceed Grade Five.

Maximum Grade Five.

Of course, if an item is so extraordinary it suppresses this world's rules, it can enter and exit freely—like the Treasure Basin He Pingsheng once found.

Second, if this world is locked to the Spirit Realm, it becomes a lower realm—no longer portable, and entry/exit is restricted.

Only those from the lower realm can ascend.

Spirits from the Spirit Realm cannot enter.

This is excellent!

He Pingsheng's heart swelled with joy: if he placed this inside the Treasure Basin, perhaps he could refine it into a supreme world.

An upper-grade world is a Great Thousand World—what would a supreme world be like?

He Pingsheng didn't know.

But he could try.

…

At the palace gate of the Tianhuo Divine Emperor, a disciple rushed over, trembling, and bowed to the sealed vermilion gate: "Your Majesty… Your Majesty, something terrible has happened!"

"Elder Bing Yi's life tablet has shattered!"

"What?" The Tianhuo Divine Emperor, lost in thought inside the hall, jolted upright, flung open the palace door, and stepped out before the disciple: "What did you say?"

"Say it again!"

The disciple said: "Your Majesty, Elder Bing Yi's life tablet has shattered!"

Tian Jinpeng's pupils contracted slightly, his eyes narrowing.

Shattered?

Meaning… dead?

But… how could this be?

Simultaneously killing both Bing Yi's main body and her clone?

How is this possible!!!