Wang Ping stretched out a hand as if to touch the Black Stone Stele. His consciousness then merged into that strange space, and he sensed the rules of this starry sky. Thoughts surfaced in his mind—so long as he was willing to spend some cultivation, he could use those rules to do anything within this starry sky.
It was not just him. At this moment, every True Monarch of Five Realms who could sense the Black Stone Stele's power could do the same. Thus, Wang Ping immediately detected malicious intent arising from the spirituality of faith.
"Hmph!"
Wang Ping pointed with a hand. In an instant, his consciousness seized every Fifth Realm aura in this starry sky. In the blink of an eye, every Fifth Realm cultivator in the starry sky appeared at his side.
When these Fifth Realm cultivators appeared, they were initially all frightened. But most of them soon sighed in relief. Quan Xing was the first to bow and cup his hands. "Greetings, Imperial Lord!"
The others then bowed in succession as well.
Wang Ping did not even look at them. The Black Stone Stele was still reflected in his eyes. Then, with a flash, he vanished directly into that strange space under the gazes of the many Fifth Realm cultivators. Quan Xing and Bai Yan moved to follow Wang Ping inside, only to be blocked by an invisible force.
Quan Xing immediately said, "The Imperial Lord's cultivation is unfathomable. We can only look up to him in admiration."
As he spoke, he looked toward the other Fifth Realm cultivators. His gaze lingered briefly on Ao Yi, Di Wen, and Wangqing, carrying an unmistakable warning, before shifting toward Zhu Wu, Bai Xin, and the others of the Demon Race.
After entering the strange space, Wang Ping felt