Do You Believe It?
He Ping had not dispatched his Primordial Spirit's true body. At this moment, crossing time and space to block the way was his living puppet body.
"Hah!"
He shouted violently. Dharma power surged, swelling his robes as his entire body expanded, revealing a vast, majestic bearing capable of swallowing rivers and mountains and uprooting peaks.
"So strong!"
Ouyang Xing and Zong Hedong rapidly retreated. Only then did they truly sense He Ping's strength. This Manifestation Realm expert exuded an invincible momentum.
In particular, as his power projected forth, his right palm seemed like a constellation. With a sudden grasp, his aura flowed on without end, and a stream of true qi burst forth, transforming into a rolling flood—cities, soldiers, banners, horses... This was the Ten-Transformation Heavenly Net True Qi!
In an instant, it formed an army of a thousand troops and ten thousand horses. That force swelled enormously, rolling in like it would blanket heaven and cover earth.
An immense pressure descended. Ouyang Xing and Zong Hedong explosively retreated ten li in one breath, yet still felt the oppressive weight of heavenly might bearing down on them.
The Eternal Evil Tyrant within the Nether Ancient Fetal Membrane also let out a roar. In the void, that blood-red figure became even clearer.
By this point, even from such a great distance, Ouyang Xing and Zong Hedong could clearly make out the Eternal Evil Tyrant's appearance.
The figure was bathed in blood, its skin crimson-red, giving the illusion that it was dripping with fresh gore. Two curved, malformed horns grew from its head, while a thick tail extended from its tailbone. It did not resemble a human, but rather a devil god.
This devil god's features were indistinct. Upon its face were a pair of utterly wicked eyes,