Chapter 798

A Dao Slave Seal landed before He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng was far from unfamiliar with this thing!

He had already taken Zhou Qingmei; now he was taking another Phoenix clan member!

He had no hesitation—he reached out, picked up the slave seal, and fused it into his spiritual sense.

In an instant, he established a master-servant bond with Feng Wu!

Boom… boom…

Endless magic power surged forth from He Pingsheng again; countless poisonous thorn branches shot out, each tiny barb embedding itself into Feng Wu's body.

Within just a few breaths, he reabsorbed all the poison from Feng Wu's body.

The pallor on Feng Wu's face slowly faded.

"Feng Wu, pays homage to his master!" Feng Wu dropped to his knees with a thud.

He Pingsheng said: "Rise and speak… tell me your plan."

"Yes!" Feng Wu said: "It's not difficult at all… Master's combat power is extremely strong—even stronger than an ordinary Body Integration beginner. And with your body cultivation, your physique is utterly invincible. Even if the twelve Phoenix Body Integration cultivators surround you, you can still hold your own!"

"But!" Feng Wu continued: "If we could destroy the Emperor's Artifact in Kongkong Prince's hands, it would be best!"

"Then I can hide in the shadows and ambush Kongkong Prince, seizing his Time-Space Golden Banner!"

"Once the restriction of the Time-Space Golden Banner is gone, Master, with your Void Teleportation technique, what can twelve Body Integration cultivators do?"

"Not even twenty would be a problem, right?"

He Pingsheng nodded.

He possessed Void Speed Movement—of course he feared no Body Integration cultivators. When he was at Void Refinement Level One, he had used this technique to stand his ground against a Body Integration Level Ten Heavenly Fire Divine Emperor.

Now he was at Void Refinement Level Ten, while the enemy were merely twelve Body Integration beginners—he had nothing to fear.

The key was handling Kongkong Prince.

Now that he had Feng Wu as an inside agent, things were much better!

"May I ask, Master, has my avatar already died?" Feng Wu asked He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng said: "I don't know—it should be soon. I'll go help your avatar detoxify now; there may still be a sliver of hope."

"No!" Feng Wu gritted his teeth: "Let him die… if my avatar dies, I'll have an explanation when I return to Feng Wanxi."

"No more words… please plant more poison in me, so I'll have a credible story when I return."

"Fine!" He Pingsheng waved his hand and planted more poison into Feng Wu's body.

This poison wouldn't kill him; with slight refinement, it could be easily purged from his body.

"Good… I'm leaving now!"

"When the time comes, I'll strike."

With that, Feng Wu turned into a streak of light and headed toward Feng Wanxi's location.

He Pingsheng returned, retrieved Feng Wu's avatar, then found a hidden spot to lie low once more.

The enemy couldn't attack him anytime soon.

It would take at least two or three days.

Use these two days to strengthen the elixirs!

The Divine Offering Pills aren't enough!

…

"Wonderful! I never expected you'd return alive!"

Night fell; a fire blazed atop the mountain peak, its flames bright and flickering.

Everyone gathered around.

Seeing Feng Wu return, Feng Wanxi hurried forward.

"Earlier, Kongkong Prince returned and said you were slain by He Pingsheng… we all thought you were dead… yet here you are, alive!"

Though Feng Wanxi appeared warm, her words carried underlying doubt.

Feng Wu offered no lengthy defense—his gaze swept toward Kongkong Prince, and he sneered: "Your Highness has quite the imagination. When I was fleeing from He Pingsheng, you ran away in terror—you likely never even saw me perish!"

"If I'm not mistaken, this is all your speculation."

Kongkong Prince turned beet red.

Correct—it was all his guesswork!

He had seen Feng Wu fleeing, then fled himself without even checking He Pingsheng's condition.

He feared He Pingsheng would kill him.

"But…" Feng Wu continued: "Kongkong Prince is right—I did perish… but it was only my avatar."

"He Pingsheng is too powerful—I couldn't fight him. Had my avatar not held him off to let me escape, I'd be dead now."

With that, Feng Wu sat down on the ground, clearing the poison from his body as he spoke.

"You've suffered greatly!" Feng Wanxi, upon hearing his avatar had perished, no longer doubted him: "I promised that after this Stone Platform Gathering, I'd go to our Ancestor and nominate you as Sacred Son."

"But… just how strong is He Pingsheng?"

What she cared about most was He Pingsheng's combat power.

Feng Wanxi's face immediately showed a flicker of fear: "It's terrifying—impossible to defeat!"

"Listen, everyone… none of us here could survive even a single strike from him!"

"I'm not exaggerating!"

"And he excels at poison!"

"I still haven't fully purged the poison from my body!"

"Ah… puh…" As he spoke, Feng Wu actually spat out a jet of black blood.

The black blood hit the ground, hissing and releasing toxic fumes.

"He has a spiritual sense attack technique—and that attack carries poison too!"

"So… everyone, prepare defenses against spiritual sense attacks!"

"Also, his spiritual sense is extremely strong—stronger than a Body Integration Level One. If he strikes you with it, you'll die instantly…"

Feng Wu spoke with grave seriousness, detailing every technique he had witnessed in his battle with He Pingsheng—leaving nothing out.

Now Feng Wanxi had no further doubts or concerns.

"Enough, everyone!" Feng Wanxi said: "No more deliberation—the outcome is clear!"

"Six younger brothers… follow the plan—you must merge your Dao!"

"Aim to complete the merger within one day. Then, we'll find He Pingsheng—and kill him with one decisive blow!"

"Yes!" The six, already prepared, instantly pulled out their avatars!

Both avatar and original body were Void Refinement Level Twelve; now they would merge their Dao.

The process was swift.

Normally, it took one or two days—or at most three—to complete.

Then both would enter Body Integration Level One and summon the heavenly tribulation.

Boom… boom…

Boom… boom…

One day later, thunder raged ceaselessly across the site.

All six had entered Body Integration and were undergoing tribulation.

"Younger Brother Feng Wu!" Feng Wanxi quietly approached him: "Are you feeling better? Have you purged all the poison?"

Feng Wu nodded: "Almost. Some poison remains, but it's no longer dangerous."

Feng Wanxi asked: "Can you still fight?"

Feng Wu smiled: "Sister, my avatar is dead. If my true body dies now, I'll be truly gone—I haven't even become Sacred Son yet!"

"Oh… younger brother, you misunderstand!" Feng Wanxi whispered: "I don't want you to fight yourself—I just need your help."