The Treasure Generating Bowl - Chapter 774

Chapter 774: Didn’t kill him, how embarrassing!

He Pingsheng was about to cry.

Soul-Binding Spell!

Didn’t I create this thing? I always give it to others to use. How did Zhao Xiangdu manage to stick it on me today?

The next moment, a peculiar feeling welled up in my heart.

The soul within He Pingsheng’s main body and the souls of his five clones were all connected.

In other words, if he dies, his other five clones will also be killed.

Of course, the Soul Chain Talisman also gave He Pingsheng some leeway, which was that if the clone was killed while the talisman was attached to the main body, the main body would not die.

but……

Right now, it is my physical body that is being attacked.

At this moment, He Pingsheng only prayed that the [substitute puppet] he had been nurturing within his body for so long would work.

Please don’t die.

Of course, while he was preoccupied with these thoughts, He Pingsheng himself was not idle either.

His magical power erupted and surged into the blood-red tortoise shell.

In an instant, a blue divine tortoise phantom was formed around his body.

Now at the ninth level of the Void Refinement stage, the illusory image of the divine tortoise has become even more solid.

And that’s not all.

“The Three Transformations of the Heavenly Gang…”

He Pingsheng silently chanted in his heart, and the defensive power instantly tripled.

Relying on mere defense, He Pingsheng knew he still couldn’t withstand Zhao Xiangdu’s attack.

“Open…” In He Pingsheng’s right hand, the Primordial Purple Gold Staff instantly transformed into a jet-black spear.

The next moment, man and gun became one, and all destruction returned to its origin.

Offense is the best form of defense!

At this moment, Zhao Xiangdu’s slap finally landed.

The slap, as powerful as a mountain, landed heavily on He Pingsheng’s head.

The first thing to come into contact with Zhao Xiang’s attack was the cyan tortoise shell phantom.

puff……

Although the turtle shell phantom’s defensive power was formidable, given the difference of two major realms, even though Zhao Xiangdu’s attack was not at full strength, the divine turtle phantom that He Pingsheng had condensed shattered in an instant.

It’s broken!

The good news is that Zhao Xiangdu didn’t use his full strength, so the blue tortoise shell reduced the power of his attack by about 50%.

But… there’s still 50% left!

what to do?

He Pingsheng’s divine spear suddenly burst open, his body and the spear becoming one, using offense as defense.

puff……

Zhao Xiang’s hand, which had fallen alone, was pierced by the divine spear, leaving a hole.

It looks incredibly sharp.

But in reality, that single thrust of the divine spear used up all the power of the spear.

Zhao Xiangdu still had 20-30% of his attack power remaining, and he slammed it down on He Pingsheng’s head.

At this moment, He Pingsheng felt that he would most likely die if he tried to take the hit with his body.

No… there’s a 99% chance he’ll die.

what to do?

The void rippled rapidly!

He Pingsheng attempted to use his spatial teleportation ability to leave this space.

However… no!

Back then, under the attack of Tianhuo God Emperor Tian Jinpeng, He Pingsheng could use the Void Movement skill with complete ease.

However, things are different today.

The surrounding void was locked by a powerful spatial force.

The Void Movement can break through the spatial blockade of the Integration Stage, but it is powerless against the blockade of the Mahayana Emperor Stage.

He Pingsheng wanted to give Zhao Xiangdu a good scolding.

Unfortunately, he didn’t even have a chance to speak before the solid, hundred-foot-long palm in the void, already riddled with a large hole, slammed into him with a resounding bang.

Then, He Pingsheng was pressed down by the mountain-like palm and slammed hard onto the ground.

Suddenly, a huge handprint appeared on the ground.

Centered on the handprint, countless spiderweb-like cracks in the earth instantly spread out in all directions.

He Pingsheng has disappeared without a trace.

“Dead?”

“A prodigy of the human race, just like that, he’s dead?”

“this……”

“Hoo… The power of a Mahayana Emperor Realm expert cannot be ignored!”

“Yes… each level of cultivation is like a new heaven!”

Countless people were moved.

Zhao Xiangdu waved his hand with satisfaction, and the enormous Dharma body shrank back.

“Young Master…” The servant girl Zhou Qingmei frantically landed on the giant handprint, searching around.

But in this void, there was nothing but a dense mass of blood and qi.

That’s all?

Was He Pingsheng blasted into a bloody mist?

“That’s not right…” someone drawled out, “He Pingsheng isn’t dead…”

Swish…

All eyes turned toward the source of the sound!

The speaker was Yuan Wuyou, the son of the Vajra Demon Emperor.

The Vajra Demon Emperor said, “Wuyou, don’t speak recklessly!”

Yuan Wuyou said, “I’m not talking nonsense. Fellow Daoist He is definitely not dead… Look… Zhou Qingmei is his servant. If He Pingsheng were really dead, Zhou Qingmei would have already disintegrated by now!”

Snap…

One of the demon emperors slapped his thigh hard and said, “That’s right… he’s not dead!”

Only after these words were spoken did everyone realize what was happening.

The Heavenly Slave Seal is an extremely domineering thing.

A master can kill a servant in a single moment of his mind.

However, if the master were to die unexpectedly, the servant, who was bound by the Heavenly Dao Slave Seal, would also perish and disintegrate immediately.

If Zhou Qingmei did not die, then He Pingsheng is not dead.

Zhao Xiangdu’s face was extremely ugly.

Everyone looked toward the huge handprint.

Then, a miracle happened.

boom……

the exciting content!

A surge of energy came from underground.

He Pingsheng emerged from beneath the enormous handprint like an insect from its pupa.

“Ah…pfft…”

He had just come out when he spat out a mouthful of blood.

That’s right!

He Pingsheng did not die.

He Pingsheng thought he was going to die from that attack, but he didn’t expect that his body, after being tempered, would be so strong that he actually withstood it.

“Young Master… Waaah…” Zhou Qingmei ran over and hugged He Pingsheng tightly.

He Pingsheng extended his divine sense, took out a few Ice Jade Loquat Syrups from his storage space, and swallowed them in one gulp.

Although the Ice Jade Loquat Syrup is a fifth-grade natural treasure that can instantly replenish the dantian of a Nascent Soul cultivator, He Pingsheng is currently in the Void Refinement stage, so one pill is definitely not enough to fully replenish it.

But, I’ll add what I can.

After catching his breath, He Pingsheng looked at Zhao Xiangdu: “Zhao Xiangdu, so many people are watching… You just said that as long as I withstand your attack, you will stop making things difficult for me!”

Zhao Xiangdu’s face was extremely ugly.

A confident strike, but it didn’t kill?

Good heavens!

This is so embarrassing!

“Cough cough cough cough…” Just after saying that, He Pingsheng coughed up blood again.

The surrounding cultivators began to discuss it amongst themselves.

“My God… what kind of monster is this?!”

“They’re still alive?”

“That’s a Mahayana Emperor Realm cultivator, two major levels higher!”

“Hiss… Tell me, is He Pingsheng too strong, or Zhao Xiangdu too weak?”

“He Pingsheng’s fighting power is truly terrifying!”

Everyone was talking about it!

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