Watching Daoist Nun Feng die to the talisman without even a chance to struggle, He Pingsheng let out a deep sigh of relief.
Then he ran to where Daoist Nun Feng had fallen to her death and picked up her Storage Bag, along with a flying sword.
After striking Daoist Nun Feng, the remaining energy of the Heavenly Fire Talisman exploded in the distance. The mountains were thick with ancient trees, and a massive forest fire erupted in an instant.
He Pingsheng dared not linger. After drinking a drop of [Golden Bee Sacred Nectar] to replenish his depleted dantian, he took out the Cloud-Piercing Boat and shot into the sky with a whoosh.
The [Diamond Talisman] was still deployed around He Pingsheng; he had not withdrawn it.
After all, Daoist Nun Feng had a master.
Who knew whether Sword Bamboo, a Golden Core Stage cultivator, was nearby? If she lay in ambush and struck him with her sword, how could he possibly survive?
Get out of here!
Fortunately, the journey was uneventful. He encountered no attacks before landing on Jade Dragon Peak.
He Pingsheng hurried through the great formation and reached his own cultivation grounds.
"Whew..."
Only after returning to his cultivation grounds did he finally breathe easy.
"As long as I don't admit to killing Daoist Nun Feng, what can anyone do to me?"
"No one saw it anyway!"
After comforting himself, He Pingsheng turned his attention to Daoist Nun Feng's flying sword.
The flying sword was of fairly good quality.
It was a high-grade spirit artifact.
There was no need to enhance this thing. He could give it to his master later.
Hiss...
With a swift flick of his divine sense, He Pingsheng erased the imprint on it.
Then he opened Daoist Nun Feng's Storage Bag.
Having won,