A hundred or so people!
He Pingsheng sucked in a breath of cold air.
At a glance, most of the disciples before him were Supreme Unity Golden Immortals, though there were one or two Golden Immortals as well.
Of course, there were also Great All-Encompassing Golden Immortals!
And Thousand Hooks!
At that moment, who knew what miraculous medicine Thousand Hooks had taken, but his injuries had already healed.
Although his injuries had healed, however, his Dantian and Dao Root, which He Pingsheng had destroyed, could not recover.
Unless he could find some heaven-defying spiritual medicine.
Or use a supreme-grade ninth-grade immortal fruit to repair them!
"You're He Pingsheng?" a tall, fat middle-aged man demanded harshly as he looked at He Pingsheng.
Holding He Pingsheng's hand, Qiao Huizhu said, "Husband, this is Nephew Thousand Hooks's master, and also my Senior Brother, Immortal Emperor Wuchen!"
He Pingsheng nodded, then looked at Wuchen. "I am He Pingsheng!"
"Why did you cripple my disciple's cultivation?"
"Were you relying on your superior cultivation to bully someone weaker?"
"Do you think your strength lets you do whatever you please?"
Good grief!
He Pingsheng was stunned.
The fellow had slapped a whole pile of accusations on him the moment he arrived.
I bullied someone weaker?
I relied on my strength?
"Immortal Emperor Wuchen!" He Pingsheng said. "Open your eyes wide and look carefully. I'm at the Supreme Unity Golden Immortal fifth layer, and your disciple is at the Supreme Unity Golden Immortal eighth layer. Just who was bullying someone weaker?"
"Besides, Thousand Hooks was the one who came here to fight me to the death!"
But before He Pingsheng could finish explaining, Daoist Thousand Hooks spoke.
Looking utterly pitiful, almost on the verge of tears, he said, "Master... please don't blame Martial Uncle He... everything was my