Chapter 975

“Where is it?” He Pingsheng asked Luo Bingyao.

Although he knew the Piaomiao Mountain had opened, he could not yet sense its exact location.

Luo Bingyao said: “The northernmost region of the Bingji Emperor Domain on the Bingbing Continent.”

He Pingsheng asked curiously: “How do you know?”

Luo Bingyao’s face immediately lit up with pride: “I knew my Master was going, so I long ago stationed agents across all continents—once news of the Piaomiao Mountain’s emergence reached them, they’d send word to me at once!”

“Master, hurry off!”

“I’ll guard this place for you!”

Luo Bingyao’s expression was serious.

He Pingsheng smiled: “Aren’t you coming?”

Luo Bingyao said: “I won’t go… I’ll guard this for you!”

As she spoke, her jade hand pointed toward the golden light membrane.

He Pingsheng said: “The Piaomiao Mountain opens only once every six hundred thousand years—it’s a fragment of the Immortal Realm, filled with relics left by Immortals.”

“It’s the greatest opportunity in the entire Spirit Realm—won’t you miss it if you don’t go?”

“As for this place, you don’t need to guard it.”

“I’ll call Hu Chen and Feng Wu to watch over it.”

Luo Bingyao’s eyes lit up: “Master, really? You’re actually taking me?”

“Aren’t you afraid I’ll slow you down?”

He Pingsheng smiled: “I’m not afraid.”

Luo Bingyao clasped her hands beneath her chin, hesitantly asking: “What if I slow you down… the third time?”

“Hm?” He Pingsheng’s expression turned stern: “Don’t speak nonsense…”

Luo Bingyao fell silent, terrified.

Soon after, Feng Wu of the Phoenix Clan and Hu Chen arrived at Gushong Mountain.

“My Lord!”

“Brother He!”

Both bowed quickly.

He Pingsheng pointed to the great array behind him: “You two guard this array for me.”

“Remember—no one is allowed to enter.”

“And neither of you is to enter either.”

“Understood?”

“Yes, My Lord…” Feng Wu nodded.

Hu Chen said: “Brother He, rest assured—I’ll complete the mission.”

“Good.”

He Pingsheng trusted them completely.

First, their cultivation levels were high enough that ordinary riffraff couldn’t even approach.

Second, both were his own people—if they encountered someone too strong, just naming his name would likely deter any intruder.

Third, now that the Piaomiao Mountain had opened, all the big shots had rushed there seeking opportunities—who’d come here at this time?

“Rip!” He Pingsheng reached out and tore open the void, then stepped in with Luo Bingyao.

The next moment, as he stepped out of the rift, he stood in the Bingji Emperor Domain on the Bingbing Continent.

At this moment, He Pingsheng missed the ability Hong Luo had used to part the void with a mere flick.

“Jin Ku,” He Pingsheng asked as he searched for direction: “How did Hong Luo manage to enter the void with just a slight motion?”

“Can we learn it?”

Jin Ku replied: “No… it’s a unique ability of the Transcendent Immortals.”

“But I can teach you—after all, you’re an anomaly. Maybe you can learn it.”

“Good,” He Pingsheng said: “I’ll learn it later.”

“Master, this way!” Luo Bingyao pointed to a direction.

The two tore through the void again.

In a few swift moves, they finally arrived at the Piaomiao Mountain.

The Piaomiao Mountain floated in the endless void above this realm, vast and majestic.

If one stood at its very base, the mountain above seemed to blot out the entire sky.

He Pingsheng also noticed the Piaomiao Mountain wasn’t stationary—it was slowly moving.

No…

It was moving rapidly.

It drifted ceaselessly within the Spirit Realm.

That meant the next time it opened, it might not be in the Bingji Emperor Domain.

It might not even be on the Bingbing Continent at all.

“Looks like others have already climbed up!” Luo Bingyao pointed to the divine mountain: “Shall we go up?”

He Pingsheng nodded: “Go up—but be careful. Take out your defensive treasures, just in case.”

With that, the two shot forward as streaks of light and landed atop the floating divine mountain.

The moment they touched down, He Pingsheng felt a peculiar energy envelop him.

It was a force of cosmic rules.

Naturally, there was pressure too.

This outward push posed little trouble for He Pingsheng and Luo Bingyao.

But He Pingsheng suspected a regular Body Integration cultivator would be unable to withstand the mountain’s energy.

“Sit down,” He Pingsheng said: “This energy is strong—inside, it’ll be even stronger.”

“Let’s get used to it first.”

He Pingsheng’s gaze swept the surroundings—he saw many others already here.

Gu Miaochen of the Witch Clan!

Two Transcendent Immortals of the Dragon Clan!

And even more Mahayana Emperor Realm cultivators.

Moreover, Mahayana Emperor Realm cultivators kept arriving nonstop.

Crucially, none of the arriving cultivators entered the mountain—they all sat at its base.

Under these circumstances, He Pingsheng wouldn’t rashly enter the Immortal Mountain.

“Brother He!” Gu Miaochen smiled across the distance: “Long time no see—you’ve broken through again?”

“Eleventh layer of the Mahayana Emperor Realm already?”

Almost everyone turned their gaze toward He Pingsheng.

Many bowed to him in greeting.

He Pingsheng said: “Not bad.”

Gu Miaochen added: “The Jiazi Heavenly Blindness has begun, but the Heavenly Dao’s rules haven’t fully vanished yet—it’ll take time.”

“So the mountain’s restrictions haven’t been fully lifted.”

“When they are, the accumulated six-hundred-thousand-year Immortal Realm energy will erupt in an instant.”

“Hehe… Brother He, be careful—you might get blown away!”

Before He Pingsheng could reply, three streaks of light flew in from afar.

They landed at the mountain’s base.

Everyone turned to look.

All three were Transcendent Immortals—one with horns, resembling a Divine Deer; another of indeterminate race; the third, He Pingsheng knew well.

It was Feng Xian of the Phoenix Clan.

This woman was still alive?

“Hmph…” Feng Xian glared at He Pingsheng, her anger unmistakable, letting out a cold snort.

He Pingsheng gave no response.

He merely gripped his Hongmeng Purple Gold Staff tightly, then shot forward with a sudden crash, swinging the staff through the air straight at Feng Xian’s head.

His speed was unmatched.

Feng Xian never imagined—she was a Transcendent Immortal, no longer bound by Heavenly Dao restrictions, and had made no move to attack—yet He Pingsheng still dared strike her?

She knew he’d come, so she brought two companions to hold the ground.

But she never expected him to be fearless.

What now?

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