Beyond these three abilities, Xia Ping had not uncovered any others. Perhaps his strength was still insufficient, and he had yet to unearth even more formidable power.
All of these abilities could be wielded through the Kunpeng Clone, but the power they displayed could never be as mighty as that of a Demon God. At most, they could affect experts below the Ancient Saint level.
However, the Demon God power stored deep within the temple was different. Its essence was the most fundamental power left behind by a True Demon God. Having accumulated over countless epochs, this energy had become exceedingly powerful.
Xia Ping could fully draw upon the Demon God energy within the temple and unleash a portion of a True Demon God's power at its peak. However, this Demon God energy was only enough for three uses.
Once those three uses were exhausted, the Demon God energy within the temple would be completely depleted. It could only be used as a trump card.
"Mm?!"
Suddenly, Xia Ping's heart stirred. His divine consciousness sensed an inexplicably great will pouring in from the depths of the void, breaking through the temple's restriction formations and reaching directly into his sea of consciousness.
At once, an ethereal voice was transmitted: "Successor of the Demon God, please save Green Lotus Hell."
"Who are you?"
Xia Ping was startled. He had never expected that some being could break through the temple's restrictions and reach him directly. He could sense that the one speaking with him was a great will, vast and boundless.
"I am the origin will of Green Lotus Hell," the ethereal being answered.
What?!
Xia Ping narrowed his eyes. He was truly somewhat shocked. He had previously fused with several lower hell planes and had felt the strength of those hell planes'