Can I Ask You to Go Die?
Boom!
The power of the six dragons blasted toward He Ping. The dragon claws they thrust out each blotted out the sky and covered the earth, erupting with an irresistible, world-drowning torrent of destruction. It was as though they were splitting heaven and earth apart, as if they would even hammer the primordial cosmos into the depths.
"...Very good. Very good."
Within his mind, He Ping could sense six primordial, colossal divine mountains bearing down upon him, giving him the illusion that he could barely breathe and that his entire body had frozen solid.
"You Six Dragons of Path-Opening have finally awakened from your eternal slumber. However... I know that even sacrificing the Shadow Venerable left behind by the Dragon of the Shoreless could not have fully revived you. I would say the six Heavenly Kings are your true sacrifices."
He Ping's tongue was silver-tipped, and a current of thought transmitted outward faster than light: "Those six fools still know nothing of it. In the end, they will merely make wedding clothes for another."
His figure shifted, and his hands formed subtle, exquisite gestures. At once, a surge of dharma power swept out. This force seemed like a living creature, naturally entwining and surging.
At that moment, even the enormous wills of the Six Dragons of Path-Opening could not shake him in the slightest. The six giant claws also slowed as they descended.
This was precisely the mystery of the Emperor Heart Dragon-Driving Method. With a single turn of thought, one could seize the initiative at every moment, leaving everyone else unable to catch up.
The Six Dragons of Path-Opening also experienced this strange sensation. Their movements had slowed unnaturally, and the attacks they unleashed seemed to have sunk into a swamp, growing