Chapter 905: Return of the Emperor Artifact

Pfft…

Kongkong the Demon Emperor's defense, like a sheet of paper, shattered under He Pingsheng's divine spear.

Then, the black divine spear, still brimming with residual force, pierced straight into his true body next.

Fortunately, Kongkong the Demon Emperor had already transformed into his true form before the spear struck; his true body was immense, and as it emerged, he twisted slightly—so the blow landed on his thigh.

It punched a hole through Kongkong the Demon Emperor's thigh.

Gushing blood streamed out, splashing into the void and turning into a rain of crimson.

Kongkong the Demon Emperor naturally let out a roar of pain.

Yet, that one leg had bought him precious breathing room.

Boom…

The next instant, a golden umbrella unfurled above his head.

All thirty layers of seals on the golden umbrella activated.

This was a mid-grade Emperor Artifact!

Boom…

The next instant, the purple-gold staff, a thousand zhang long, slammed into the golden umbrella.

The two divine weapons collided, instantly sending a vast wave of energy rippling outward from their point of contact, surging through the surrounding void.

Simultaneously, another powerful energy wave crashed down toward the earth.

The ground was instantly cratered, countless cracks spreading densely like tangled hemp.

"Blade…"

After blocking He Pingsheng's full-power strike with his Emperor Artifact, Kongkong the Demon Emperor's inner qi churned violently, and instantly a pale-green blade of qi shot from his body, slashing toward He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng wouldn't stand there and take it—he had already activated the Divine Manifestation of Heaven and Earth the moment his strike landed, and in his left hand, he released the blood-red turtle shell.

A solid, blue-green phantom turtle formed around his body.

The qi blade struck the turtle phantom and could advance no further.

But more followed—endless qi blades, like rain, hammering down upon He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng wasn't afraid; he swung his Hongmeng Purple Gold Staff again.

This time, he channelled the Heaven's Mechanism Thirteen Strokes technique, infusing the staff with the Five Elements Unified Force and the Three Transformations of Heavenly Gang.

Yet even this strike failed to harm Kongkong the Demon Emperor!

The two continued fighting.

But the more they fought, the weaker He Pingsheng's combat power became.

After ten rounds, he could barely hold on.

After fifteen rounds, He Pingsheng could only evade using the 【Void Speed Movement】 technique.

No choice!

Each cultivation realm is a different heaven!

The higher one's cultivation, the harder it is to fight across realms; if He Pingsheng didn't use Void Speed Movement, he'd be killed by Kongkong the Demon Emperor sooner or later.

With Void Speed Movement, he could barely maintain a stalemate.

After all, their cultivation levels differed by more than a full major realm!

"Enough!" He Pingsheng waved his hand to halt the fight. "I can't beat you… One day, when I can, I'll come back to settle the score!"

"Wait…" Kongkong the Demon Emperor called out, gesturing to halt He Pingsheng. "He Daofriend, our Kongkong Demon Beast clan originally had no feud with you!"

"It was all the Phoenix Clan stirring up trouble behind the scenes!"

"If you want revenge, go after the Phoenix Clan!"

"Not me!"

"If you agree to bury the hatchet, I'll gift you another Emperor Artifact!"

He waved his hand and produced the golden umbrella.

He Pingsheng sneered coldly: "Dream on… Just wait. The day I break through to Mahayana Emperor Realm is the day I kill you!"

"Hahaha…" Kongkong the Demon Emperor let out a thunderous roar. "He Pingsheng… I bet you can't kill me…"

"As for my Kongkong Beast clan—we number only a few hundred!"

"What's a little extermination to me?"

"Tell me, how will you kill me?"

"I'm leaving!"

Kongkong the Demon Emperor tore open the void and stepped through with his son into the vortex.

He Pingsheng gave a cold smile and likewise raised his hand to tear open the void and depart.

He truly lacked the power to slay Kongkong the Demon Emperor now.

But it doesn't matter—I have all the time in the world.

Wait. When I reach Mahayana Emperor Realm, you will die.

…

Xuanwu Emperor Domain!

Also called the North Sea Emperor Domain.

Here dwells the Divine Turtle Clan, one of the Nine Celestial Clans.

Their clan leader is Xuanwu the Demon Emperor.

He Pingsheng arrived at the towering Emperor Palace gate, revealing his cultivation and true appearance: "Please inform your master—I, He Pingsheng, seek an audience with Xuanwu the Demon Emperor!"

The gatekeeper was merely a Cultivation-Soul-stage turtle.

He couldn't perceive He Pingsheng's cultivation level or identify him, so he didn't move, only asked: "What realm is the elder in?"

He Pingsheng said: "Body Integration eighth layer."

"Oh… Elder, please wait. Your cultivation qualifies you to meet our ancestral elder!"

With that, the black turtle entered the palace.

Just a dozen breaths later, Xuanwu the Demon Emperor himself stepped out of the palace, smiling warmly: "He Pingsheng… heh… I knew you wouldn't die!"

"What brings you to this old man?"

"Come in, come in… let's chat!"

He Pingsheng followed Xuanwu the Demon Emperor to his cultivation grounds, then pulled out a blood-red turtle shell and respectfully offered it: "Long ago, the elder gave me a lower shell. Now, the lower and upper shells have merged into one—its defensive power has increased further!"

"It's now a top-grade defensive Emperor Artifact!"

"To me, this treasure is no longer essential, so I've come specifically to return it."

"Hahaha…" Xuanwu the Demon Emperor laughed heartily. "This morning, I divined a hex, and the omen foretold a noble guest's arrival!"

"Indeed it did!"

"Fine—I won't be polite then!" Xuanwu the Demon Emperor took the blood-red turtle shell. "Sit down…"

"Sit, have some spiritual tea!"

"I have another question for you."

He Pingsheng sat cross-legged.

Xuanwu the Demon Emperor sat opposite him.

"Demon Emperor, please instruct."

"Instruct? I dare not!" Xuanwu the Demon Emperor said. "I recall you also cultivate the Poison Dao's principles, correct?"

He Pingsheng nodded: "Yes, I cultivate the Poison Dao, and I refine my body with poison."

"Good, good—excellent!" Xuanwu the Demon Emperor said. "On the Western Extreme Continent lies a hermit immortal's secret realm called the 【Golden Bitter Immortal Ruins】!"

"It's time for it to open again."

"Have you heard of it, He Daofriend?"

He Pingsheng quickly bowed: "Elder, please don't address me as 'Daofriend'—I dare not accept such a title!"

"Ah…" the divine turtle waved dismissively. "No matter. With your abilities, you deserve the title."

"Alright," He Pingsheng no longer refused. "I've heard of the Golden Bitter Immortal Ruins on the Western Extreme Continent. What insight does the Daofriend offer?"

"Will you go?" Xuanwu asked. "They say the ten supreme poisons of the Western Extreme Continent are all sealed within it!"

"If you can obtain even one, your gains will be boundless."

"Come, come… let me divine for you!"

"Let's see if it's auspicious or ominous."