That answer was somewhat of a humblebrag.
Still, this Cloud Dream Body could indeed maintain the level of a True Immortal for an extremely brief time.
He Ping could not possibly expend the Emperor You's blood essence under his control. On the other hand, he also could not recreate the height he had reached during the "War of the Immortals."
To put it bluntly, that had not been He Ping's own power at all, but power he had "borrowed" from the Emperor You.
Once the Emperor You's power was borrowed, it would have to be returned. In theory, he could never reproduce it. Yet the divine art of the Cloud Dream Body involved transformations between substance and illusion, and after receiving the "Supreme Ego Wheel" enhancement of the Lesser Ego Wheel, it had astonishingly recreated the He Ping of that day.
Only, this Cloud Dream Body's combat power was suppressed at the True Immortal level. This was genuine True Immortal combat power; even clashing head-on with the monkey was not impossible.
Heart Fox Great Sage could scarcely believe it. He Ping's rate of growth was simply too terrifying. By now, he could be said to have achieved absolute suppression over him.
"We're both Loose Immortals. How long has this brat even cultivated? With all my years of accumulation, how can I be inferior to a junior like him?"
The black-robed Daoist looked toward He Ping, who had appeared in the form of the Cloud Dream Body. The other man's eyes were hollow, reflecting no trace of his own figure—only a faint gleam, like the boundless, cold, silent starry sky beyond the realm.
"That's enough nonsense."
He Ping chuckled softly. "Dead monkey! Take one of my moves too!"
"Supreme Shattering Seal!"
His hands suddenly shifted through hand seals, fusing the Supreme