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Rumble!
The massive Lone Hero Mountain appeared once again.
This scene was entirely beyond He Ping's expectations.
"That's right. This is Lone Hero Mountain."
Every word Wu Yousheng spoke transformed into lines of text that floated in the void. A strand of intent wrapped around the words, spreading and expanding like ripples.
"He Ping, this Lone Hero Mountain is far more extraordinary than you imagine. Even if you have barely broken through to the immortal-god rank, you still have little chance of killing me!"
The towering mountain stretched across the void, blocking He Ping's erupting attack. Even power at the immortal-god level, once unleashed against it, seemed to crumble apart like a clay ox sinking into the sea, completely absorbed and dissolved without leaving a trace.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom!
He Ping closed the distance again, pressing toward Wu Yousheng with lightning speed. Seizing the space once more, he sent a dharma seal crashing down through the air.
At the same time, Lone Hero Mountain smashed through the Thousand-Phantom Qi Puppet Grand Formation from behind and charged forward with immense force. The violent impact produced a rapid series of crackling explosions.
"Get lost! Don't come courting death!"
A thousand phantom forms formed a vast, circulating formation. At this moment, it seemed as though He Ping's shadows filled every direction, surging forward. With the strength of one man, he became an army of thousands upon thousands. The formation gathered its power and instantly wrapped around Lone Hero Mountain. All manner of baleful qi, astral qi, and primordial qi shook without end; earth, water, fire, and wind, along with streaks of qi that sliced through everything, erupted around Lone Hero Mountain in wave after wave of assault.
His opponent's fist arrived with his body. The Buddhist Lotus King