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I knew Zhu Xingba was injured too. Otherwise, how could a Spirit Transformation cultivator possess so little ability? With his immortal spiritual power depleted, he was hardly any stronger than my false Spirit Transformation state. Otherwise, why would Zhu Xingba have stopped using techniques that required immortal spiritual power and switched to physical attacks?
Yet Zhou Qiping was still trying to control the Reincarnation Mirror. With an impatient look, he said, "Fellow Daoist Zhu, to be honest, I really do want to help you. And right now, I am helping you, aren't I?"
Zhou Qiping's meaning was simple: not targeting him was already a form of help. Naturally, he could not possibly waste immortal energy or immortal spiritual power. After hearing this, Zhu Xingba felt rather stifled as well. The other man had made his meaning so clear that if Zhu Xingba continued shamelessly pestering him, he would embarrass himself in front of his disciples. He could only grunt and accelerate his attacks, continuing to bombard me furiously!
Zhu Xingba did not dare use his immortal spiritual power not only because of me, but also because he was guarding against Zhou Qiping. Once his immortal spiritual power was exhausted, what good would obtaining the godhead do him? If Zhou Qiping shamelessly attacked him then, he would have no way to fight back. Besides, judging from Zhou Qiping's attitude, he really did seem capable of planning exactly that.
Just as I was secretly amused by the situation, Zhu Xingba suddenly became enveloped in a layer of dense mist and began frantically expending energy to attack. I retreated again and again in astonishment. After all, immortal spiritual power was something I currently had no way to deal with!
Boom! Boom!
The mud and stones on the ground exploded. Zhu Xingba was