Wang Ping took out two Transfer Talismans while Rongyang was laughing heartily.
Rongyang understood and accepted the talismans. He immediately activated one, and as his figure vanished, Yulian in the underground river beside them asked, "Is he trustworthy?"
Wang Ping kept smiling and countered, "What do you think?"
"His Primordial Spirit is very stable, and his karma has not changed much. Everything he showed just now did not seem to be an act. He only deceived you once."
"Nothing more than being driven by profit."
Wang Ping set down the wine jar in his hand, took out an exquisite wine cup, and slowly savored the wine.
Thanks to their predecessors, Fourth Realm cultivators now held a natural awe toward the True Lords. Yet mixed within that awe were irreverent thoughts, which made the True Lords deeply wary. And without exception, anyone who made a True Lord wary would be purged under all manner of pretexts.
To lessen True Monarch Lieyang's wariness of him, Rongyang had blocked off his own possibility of advancing to the Fifth Realm. Yet he certainly could not rest easy. When he saw Wang Ping cultivate to the completion of the Fourth Realm, a calculation suddenly arose in his heart. Though he knew how difficult it was to advance to the Fifth Realm, Wang Ping reaching the completion of the Fourth Realm in a mere thousand years was itself inconceivable.
Outer space.
Beneath a starry sky woven of black and white, Ao Yi created boundless ice crystals in his dragon form. Kai Yun directly used his Dharma Body to charge back and forth through the ice-covered starry expanse, slamming into Ao Yi's dragon body. Wherever he passed, space tore open into black chaotic currents.
The spatial tremors and spiritual impacts caused by their battle spread across