The Treasure Generating Bowl - Chapter 1168

Chapter 1168 Fourth-Grade Immortal Array

He Pingsheng expanded his divine sense and saw more than just these things.

He also discovered that the enormous demon king’s body, which was almost taller than a mountain, was not a physical entity, but merely a phantom.

It can be considered a form created by some special rules.

The true corpse of the Demon King does exist; it stands atop a mountain peak, only ten thousand feet tall.

call out……

Whoosh whoosh whoosh…

In the void, several people struggled to cross!

In less than half an incense stick’s time, they arrived beside the true demonic body.

Looking at the demon king’s corpse up close was even more shocking.

The massive demonic body was entirely black.

Its head was cut off by something, and its whereabouts are unknown.

At the neck, there seemed to be drops of golden divine blood, which dripped down and then flowed down the body, drawing golden marks.

Endless black demonic energy erupted from his body.

He Pingsheng’s eyes narrowed slightly: Good stuff.

I wonder if it would be feasible to use the Demon King’s blood to refine my body.

As for the Demon King’s cultivation level during his lifetime, He Pingsheng couldn’t guess, but it certainly wouldn’t have been too low. At the very least, it should have been the Golden Immortal stage.

“Gentlemen…” Ji Wuxin looked at the enormous demonic body before him and said, “This Demon King’s corpse is an invaluable treasure. How should we divide it?”

“A draw, or a fight to the death?”

He looked at everyone.

Wen Buwan, Pingyue, and Huang Youshi remained silent.

They looked at He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng said calmly, “Everyone, I’ll take this demon blood; you can divide the rest among yourselves!”

Having said that, He Pingsheng, without hesitation, flew directly towards the enormous demonic body, intending to take its blood.

Of course, he wasn’t that reckless.

As he flew toward the demonic body, he had already formed six defensive lightning talismans in his hand.

If anything changes, immediately activate the talisman for defense.

But to everyone’s surprise, when He Pingsheng flew to within a hundred feet of the demonic body, a powerful force suddenly erupted from the demonic body, blasting him away with a bang.

At the same time, a silver lightning film formed on the outside of He Pingsheng’s body.

He activated two Thunder Shield Talismans.

But as it turned out, He Pingsheng wasted two talismans.

Even if he doesn’t activate the immortal talisman, this impact won’t pose any danger to him.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh…

He Pingsheng had just been blasted away by the power emanating from the demonic body when the others rushed towards it.

However, without exception, they were all blasted away at a distance of about a hundred feet from the true form of the Heavenly Demon.

It’s impossible to get close to it.

Buzzing…

A faint aura suddenly emanated from the enormous demonic body.

Although the demonic body did not move, He Pingsheng had a feeling that the demon king was about to be resurrected.

“ah……”

Wen Buwan screamed in fright and hid behind He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng turned around and asked, “Junior Sister Wen, did you ascend from the lower realm?”

“No…” Wen Buwan shook her head: “I was born in the Immortal Realm!”

No wonder!

He Pingsheng felt a surge of disdain: If someone had ascended from the Immortal Realm, they probably wouldn’t have this kind of mentality.

The demonic body did not move!

The Demon King did not revive.

However, the countless drops of golden divine blood that had fallen to the ground all flew up at this moment, landing little by little on the demon’s body, transforming into countless ancient runes.

The golden runes flickered, breathing in and out.

With each breath, an endless stream of demonic energy surged forth, drawing in and then bursting out again.

“Moo moo moo moo moo moo moo moo moo moo moo…”

A deep, rapid, and rhythmic sound emanated from the demonic body and spread outwards.

Countless golden ancient characters surged in all directions in rhythm with the undulating sound.

In the void, ancient phantoms of gods and demons dance.

There is a chant from countless millennia ago!

Countless images and characters transformed into millions of objects, flickering in the void.

It seemed like the sky was getting dark.

It wasn’t darkness; it was countless demonic energies that enveloped this world.

Huang Youshi burst into laughter and shouted, “I see it… I see it… This is a cultivation technique…”

“This is demonic energy…”

“The Heavenly Demon Golden Scripture is mine!”

Bang……

The next moment, Huang Youshi suddenly sat down on the ground!

From He Pingsheng’s perspective, this guy seems to be practicing some kind of demonic cultivation technique.

Before long, countless demonic energies gathered around him.

“Zha…” Ji Wuxin’s expression suddenly turned serious, and he shouted at Huang Youshi.

A golden light suddenly shot out from his mouth and struck Huang Youshi.

Huang Youshi then emerged from his somewhat manic state.

“What’s wrong?” He looked at Ji Wuxin with some surprise.

Fairy Pingyue said, “You seemed to have been bewitched by something just now!”

As soon as she finished speaking, He Pingsheng saw Wen Buwan, who was closest to him, lose her balance and sit on the ground.

Four or five golden runes landed on her from different angles, and then countless demonic energies drilled into her body.

Seeing this, He Pingsheng naturally stepped forward, reached out and grabbed Wen Buwan’s hand, transferring a portion of his immortal energy to her.

Then Wen Buwan recovered from that dazed state.

the exciting content!

“Not good!” Ji Wuxin exclaimed, “Damn it… this seems to be the legacy of the demon race!”

“This inheritance is terrifying!”

“It can actually disturb the mind!”

He Pingsheng nodded.

He also found the demon race’s lineage terrifying.

You don’t want to learn, but we force-feed you the techniques!

“Let’s go!” He Pingsheng didn’t want to stay here for another second!

Although the Xuanmen and Momen were the same sects and equals in ancient times, with the Xuanmen’s growing strength and the evolution of countless Xuanmen techniques, the Xuanmen has now become its own system, and the cultivation gap between the Xuanmen and Momen is widening.

Simply put, practicing demonic techniques will affect one’s own path.

Leaving was the right thing to do.

He Pingsheng didn’t even want the true blood of the demon race anymore.

However, when he pulled Wen Buwan into a streak of light and flew away, he suddenly discovered that a layer of almost transparent light membrane had appeared ten thousand feet away.

The two almost collided with the light membrane.

“open……”

He Pingsheng roared and hurled the Primordial Purple Gold in his hand at the array’s light membrane.

The immense power fell upon the light membrane, yet it couldn’t even stir up a ripple.

He Pingsheng’s brows suddenly furrowed.

Although he is only at the Earth Immortal stage, he can easily unleash the attack power of a Celestial Immortal in a single strike.

Yet, this did not even slightly shake the formation.

What level is this formation?

Third rank?

A third-rank official is impossible!

If He Pingsheng were to launch a continuous attack now, he could break through a third-grade defensive immortal array in a dozen or so breaths at most.

So this…this formation must be at least a fourth-grade formation?

Hiss hiss hiss…

A fourth-grade immortal formation!

Damn it!

I’m trapped!

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