Clang...
A metallic clang boomed in all directions.
He Pingsheng took out a tiny Alchemy Furnace.
The Alchemy Furnace grew to a hundred feet tall in an instant.
The moment He Pingsheng expanded it, all eighty layers of restrictions on the Alchemy Furnace activated.
Layer upon layer, barrier upon barrier!
Old Cao had given He Pingsheng this thing back then, saying that besides refining pills, it could also serve as a defensive Divine Artifact. It was a Third Grade Divine Artifact.
Over those long hundred thousand years, He Pingsheng had long since refined it.
Not only had he refined it, he had also strengthened it to Supreme Grade among Third Grade Divine Artifacts.
Clang...
A second deep metallic clang rang out.
It was Young Lord Zhonghang's Divine Spear striking the Alchemy Furnace.
Unfortunately, the difference in grade was too great. That thrust had not even breached its defenses.
"Damn it..." Young Lord Zhonghang cried out. "A Third Grade Divine Artifact?"
"And Supreme Grade among Third Grade ones, at that?"
"Damn it, damn it, damn..."
"He Pingsheng..."
"You must die today!"
As he spoke, Young Lord Zhonghang thrust his spear again.
Naturally, this thrust could not break through He Pingsheng's defenses, but as he thrust, the fellow also took out a Second Grade Divine Talisman.
To be honest, He Pingsheng was still somewhat startled when he saw this Second Grade Divine Talisman.
One could even say he felt somewhat afraid.
After all, along his journey, he had killed quite a few people using Divine Talismans.
But on looking again and seeing that his opponent's Divine Talisman was only middle grade, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Chirp, chirp, chirp..."
The Divine Talisman activated, instantly turning into a crimson phoenix cloaked in blazing fire, which likewise hurtled toward He Pingsheng.
Clang...
Clang...