"He Pingsheng, we can talk!"
"I still have plenty of good things!"
"I can give you all of them!"
The Lu Household patriarch, lying on the ground, began begging for mercy.
His divine sense had now suffered severe damage. Although his sea of consciousness had not collapsed, he could forget about replenishing his divine sense anytime soon.
The crucial question was, what good would replenishing it do?
He still had no idea what means his opponent had used to attack his sea of consciousness.
He Pingsheng smiled and did not answer!
This fellow's combat strength had truly far exceeded his expectations.
He had fought Divine Venerable Realm opponents before.
Peng Chuan of the Peng Family, back then, for example.
But the abilities of one Divine Venerable Realm cultivator could differ enormously from another's.
Put it this way: the Lu Household patriarch's combat strength was more than ten times Peng Chuan's.
Even though He Pingsheng had now advanced a step further than back then, reaching the second layer, he still stood almost no chance against the Peng Family patriarch in a straightforward clash without resorting to special means.
Because he had already exhausted his divine power in that last strike.
He had poured out every last drop of divine power in his divine spark, along with the divine power originally stored in the Primordial Chaos Supreme Dao Bell.
Even under those circumstances, he had failed to smash the Lu Household patriarch to death. One could well imagine the combat strength of someone at the peak of the twelfth layer of Divine Venerable.
"Survive this next move, and I'll really spare you!" He Pingsheng flew into the void again. At the same time, he transmitted his voice to Gu Baiping inside the Supreme Dao Bell. "Help me with your divine power!"
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