Chapter 927: Turn the Tables

He Pingsheng could not move!

Not only his body, but his spiritual sense seemed frozen solid.

After all, the cultivation gap was too vast.

With his Body Integration realm, compared to that of an Earth Immortal, it was like a Qi Refining ant against a Nascent Soul ancestor.

No matter how gifted you are, you cannot cross such a chasm.

“Don’t resist!”

“It’ll hurt less this way!”

Boom…

The next instant, the old man’s soul expanded infinitely, engulfing He Pingsheng entirely.

Then, his soul contracted into a single speck of light—infinitely small—and slammed into He Pingsheng’s spiritual sea in an instant.

Once the soul entered He Pingsheng’s body, its suppression suddenly eased.

After all, even across several major realms, soul possession still demands full force—and even then, success isn’t guaranteed.

With all his energy focused on possession, Jin Ku could no longer suppress He Pingsheng with pressure.

He Pingsheng’s body and spiritual sense gained a moment of respite!

He could speak.

“Senior… let’s talk this through…”

“Stop first!”

“I have a way to free you from the Heavenly Dao’s curse and its shackles!”

“Senior… believe me!”

He Pingsheng tried to distract the other with words.

But the other remained unmoved.

“Hmph…” Jin Ku’s soul sneered: “I’ve lived a million years and found no solution—how could you?”

“No need to explain!”

“I wouldn’t believe you even if you did!”

“You’re just buying time—I tell you, it won’t work…”

“The realm gap means you cannot escape!”

“Perhaps if you advanced one more step—to Mahayana Emperor realm—and your spiritual sense reached a Transcendent level, I might not be able to possess you!”

“What a divine opportunity… hahaha…”

Deep within his body, He Pingsheng felt his spiritual sense slowly numb, consumed, and seized.

If this continued, he didn’t know if Jin Ku would succeed—but he himself would surely die.

“Senior… I have a divine treasure that can solve your problem…” He Pingsheng gritted his teeth, no longer holding back at this life-or-death moment: “Inside me… look… in my dantian, isn’t there a basin?”

“I found it as a child… it’s been my greatest support in my growth!”

“It’s a divine artifact… a Treasure Gathering Basin.”

“Senior… anything placed inside can be strengthened to supreme grade!”

“One item placed inside becomes two after a day.”

“With this, you can surely break free of the Heavenly Dao’s shackles!”

After nearly half his spiritual sense had been consumed, He Pingsheng had no choice but to reveal his final card.

“What?” Even a million-year-old monster couldn’t help but tremble: “Impossible… if what you say is true, this artifact may surpass Immortal Treasures!”

“How could this be?”

Boom…

The next instant, Jin Ku’s spiritual sense swept toward He Pingsheng’s dantian.

There, indeed, was a basin.

“Heavens… there really is a basin…”

“Good… good… good…”

Jin Ku was ecstatic: “If what you say is true… hahaha…”

“This is my greatest fortune!”

“Come, come… let me see if this basin truly has such power!”

Boom…

Jin Ku split off half his spiritual sense to examine He Pingsheng’s Treasure Gathering Basin.

After a few breaths, he gasped: “Heavens… what have I seen?”

“Treasure Gathering Basin… hahaha…”

“Treasure Gathering Immortal Basin!”

“The legendary Treasure Gathering Immortal Basin… I never thought such a thing truly existed!”

“Fortune… fortune… fortune…”

Overcome with excitement, Jin Ku sent more of his spiritual sense to investigate and touch the Treasure Gathering Basin.

Now!

He Pingsheng seized the moment, summoning every ounce of his soul force in an instant.

He channeled his spiritual sense to activate the [Three-Seven Split] Talisman, then—snap!—snatched it from the magic treasure space and slapped it onto Jin Ku’s soul with lightning speed.

Normally, with such a vast cultivation gap, He Pingsheng could never have successfully stuck the [Three-Seven Split] Talisman onto Jin Ku’s body.

But Jin Ku was too excited.

Seeing the Treasure Gathering Basin shattered his million-year composure.

Impossible to resist!

Not just Jin Ku—even anyone in this world, upon seeing He Pingsheng’s Treasure Gathering Basin, would be unable to stay calm, unable to keep their mind steady.

And He Pingsheng had revealed the basin’s existence precisely for this moment.

Snap…

The [Three-Seven Split] Talisman stuck!

A faint, elusive thread connected their two souls.

“What is this?” Jin Ku realized too late.

He Pingsheng drew a deep breath, and his spiritual force surged like an endless flood, crushing down upon Jin Ku’s spiritual sense.

Soul possession requires at least ten times the opponent’s spiritual strength.

But now, that was impossible.

Even if I, He Pingsheng, get three, and you, Jin Ku, get seven—this possession ends now.

Yet to He Pingsheng’s delight, this time his luck was better—he received the [Seven] from the Three-Seven Split.

Permanent Three-Seven Split!

“Hahaha…” He Pingsheng laughed wildly, unleashing boundless spiritual force to crush Jin Ku.

“Damn it! What is this?!”

Jin Ku screamed: “Why has your spiritual force suddenly surged so much?!”

“You… you you you…”

“Why has my spiritual power decreased?!”

“You thief! What did you do to me?!”

“Thief?” He Pingsheng’s mood eased, his voice calm: “Compared to you, what is this?”

“You were trying to steal my body—I only ambushed you!”

“Don’t lecture me on morality!”

“It’s useless.”

Outside, golden light poured from the great array, pressing relentlessly against He Pingsheng’s body.

Green, gold, white, and red light flickered from within him.

Clouds of mist and radiant hues rose above his head!

Beads of sweat poured down his forehead.

At the final moment of Jin Ku’s possession, He Pingsheng finally turned the tables—crushing the old man utterly with overwhelming spiritual force.

At this moment, He Pingsheng calmly opened his eyes.

A beam of confidence shot from his gaze.

Huh…

He Pingsheng exhaled deeply, then opened his eyes: “Jin Ku… tell me… how do you want to die?”

“You’re dreaming!” Jin Ku struggled desperately: “This talisman is brutal—but it must have a time limit! Once it fades, I’ll make you beg for death!”

“Oh?” He Pingsheng smiled: “You want to beg for death?”