Chapter 935

In the void, He Pingsheng summoned his vast Law of Heaven and Earth manifestation.

His hands formed claws, pressing downward.

Just below his hands, two slowly rolling black thunder orbs floated.

Silver thunder dragons writhed and flickered across the orbs, glowing fiercely.

“Good!” He Pingsheng looked down at the Wu ancestor Gu Yedi, his tone calm: “If you can withstand this strike, I’ll stop.”

The next instant, his inner magic power surged forth, flooding into the two thunder orbs.

The thunder energy on the orbs grew wilder.

The rotation speed of the orbs increased more than tenfold.

“Damn it…” Gu Yedi dared not meet it head-on and vanished in a streak of light.

He Pingsheng’s lips curled into a smile: “Think you can run?”

“Time… paralysis…”

He murmured softly, and a thread of temporal force shot out, instantly freezing time within a hundred-zhang radius around Gu Yedi.

Then, the two massive thunder orbs hurtled through the void, striking him from front and back.

Boom…

Thunderlight flashed, the sea of lightning boiled!

The first thunder orb crashed onto Gu Yedi’s body.

Then the second thunder orb slammed down.

In the void, a sea of lightning raged.

The two massive orbs instantly shrank to fist-sized, glowing a deep azure, and returned to He Pingsheng’s side.

He Pingsheng watched as the boiling thunder sea slowly faded.

“Puh…”

Gu Yedi, his body split open by multiple gashes, spat a gout of blood.

At this moment, wounds covered his entire body.

Especially the gash on his chest—splitting from left chest to right abdomen—blood gushed out, and through the tear, one could even see his internal organs.

“You’re strong!” Gu Yedi glared with resentment: “Now I’ve taken your strike. You’ll stop, right?”

As he spoke, Gu Yedi swallowed a crimson elixir.

His blood qi surged, and within a few breaths, his horrific wounds healed.

He Pingsheng said nothing, merely gazing at Gu Yedi with indifference.

After five or six breaths, Gu Yedi’s face suddenly twisted in alarm: “He Pingsheng… treacherous… poisoned…”

“You used poison?”

Indeed, while attacking the Wu ancestor, He Pingsheng had secretly unleashed his [Formless True Poison].

Formless True Poison—formless, invisible!

Under normal circumstances, it could slip through unnoticed!

Mahayana Emperor realms weren’t blind—they just couldn’t easily detect it during ambushes.

Used head-on, however, a Mahayana Emperor would spot it instantly.

“Damn… what poison is this?”

“How high is its rank?”

“You… you you you…” Gu Yedi’s body rapidly rotted from within; he raised a trembling finger toward He Pingsheng: “Did you obtain one of the Ten True Poisons?”

He Pingsheng replied coolly: “Correct. This poison is called [Formless True Poison].”

Upon hearing this, the countless demon emperors who had been stunned by He Pingsheng’s combat power grew even more astonished.

The Ten True Poisons—had this man truly acquired one?

“He Pingsheng… Brother He…”

“Stop!”

“Our Wu clan has never harbored ill will toward you…”

“Remove your poison, and we can reconcile…”

Seeing death approaching, Gu Yedi quickly begged for mercy.

He Pingsheng laughed coldly: “You had no ill will toward me?”

“Then tell me—what was your true purpose in entering the Jin Ku Immortal Ruins?”

“Don’t tell me you came to fuse the Ten True Poisons…”

He Pingsheng’s gaze cut like a blade across Gu Yedi’s body.

Purpose?

The original intent of the Four Divine Clans entering the Jin Ku Immortal Ruins was obvious: to hinder and suppress humanity.

At the entrance to the ruins, Gu Yedi had openly declared his intent to slay humans and block their entry.

So now, when He Pingsheng asked, he had no answer.

“Go…”

He Pingsheng waved his hand; the Hongmeng Purple Gold Staff transformed into a black spike and pierced through Gu Yedi’s body with a hiss.

Gu Yedi, dead!

His massive Wu demon body was absorbed into He Pingsheng’s magic treasure space.

He turned back—more than half the demon emperors who had watched his tribulation were gone.

The other nine Wu clan members had long since fled.

“He Dao You is formidable!”

“Humanity has risen!”

“Tsk tsk tsk… He Dao You truly lives up to his title as the Ninefold Great Destiny prodigy!”

“Congratulations, He Dao You —your vengeance is complete!”

Many demon emperors bowed to He Pingsheng, each flattering him.

He Pingsheng nodded.

These words—listen, but don’t believe.

“He Dao You , farewell!”

“He Dao You , do you know a way out of this place?”

“He Dao You , can you now open the void passage?”

He Pingsheng shook his head: “No.”

“All of you—return. I must stabilize my cultivation.”

Everyone departed; only Tianwei and Duan Feihong of humanity remained.

He Pingsheng looked at them and said: “Wait at the exit. I may open the ruins’ exit later, but I don’t know how long it will take.”

“But if you’re not there when I arrive, I won’t search for you or notify you again.”

Hearing this, the two burst into joy and shot off as streaks of light toward the exit.

He Pingsheng still lacked the ability to forge an eighth-rank talisman.

But he was nearly there.

Now that his cultivation had broken through to the Mahayana Emperor realm, his spiritual sense would ascend further—his ability to forge an eighth-rank talisman was surely near.

As for the materials needed for the eighth-rank talisman, he had no worries.

His space held the corpses of three Mahayana Emperor Wu ancestors!

He returned to his temporary cultivation ground!

He Pingsheng entered seclusion again.

This time, he focused solely on refining his spirit and body.

And he did not enter the [Momentary Time Array]—he cultivated outside.

Why not enter the time array? Because He Pingsheng felt something was missing when cultivating inside it.

Time passed slowly.

Unaware, sixty-three years had passed.

He Pingsheng’s body and spirit refinement both reached Mahayana Emperor Level One.

Now, he was stronger than when he killed Gu Yedi.

Simultaneously, his understanding of the Heavenly Talisman Dao Treasury deepened—he felt he could now forge an eighth-rank talisman.

“Ready?” Jin Ku asked.

He Pingsheng replied: “Yes, I’m starting.”

“Oh oh oh…” Jin Ku said: “He kid, I need to clarify one thing—even if you forge the eighth-rank [Interworld Talisman], it may not actually open the ruins’ exit!”

“What?” He Pingsheng’s face darkened: “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

Jin Ku said: “If I’d told you sooner, would you have stopped?”

“Whether I told you now or before doesn’t matter—you were going to try anyway.”

“Don’t worry!” Jin Ku reassured him: “If the Interworld Talisman fails, I have other methods for you to test. Just go ahead.”