The other seven members of the Icebound Immortal Sect all closed in around He Pingsheng.
He Pingsheng was no fool. With a shift of his feet, he leaped out of their encirclement.
His divine sense was now powerful enough to extend five hundred zhang.
Within those five hundred zhang, he could control the flight of all twelve Fire Crows.
Thus, even after escaping the seven disciples' encirclement, He Pingsheng could still send the Fire Crows crashing into Xiao Xuan.
Bang...
Bang...
Bang...
Once, twice...
Xiao Xuan shouted, "Stop... stop! I surrender..."
He knew He Pingsheng cultivated all five elements, but he had no idea how much longer He Pingsheng's dantian could hold out. Even with talismans, he might not withstand those attacks.
He could only surrender.
At those words, He Pingsheng recalled the Fire Crows.
Although the seven Foundation Establishment disciples of the Ice Pole Sect glared at him like tigers eyeing their prey, anger written across their faces, they could only retreat.
He Pingsheng took out a drop of [Golden Bee Sacred Nectar] and swallowed it.
His dried-up dantian filled to bursting in an instant.
"What did you just take?" the utterly bedraggled Xiao Xuan asked, looking at He Pingsheng.
"Golden Bee Sacred Nectar," He Pingsheng said. "One drop restores all my spiritual power!"
"You..." This time, Xiao Xuan was truly afraid.
Had they kept fighting just now, he would undoubtedly have died.
"Fine..." He took a deep breath, then produced a pill and swallowed it. He Pingsheng saw that it was a high-grade [Spirit-Gathering Pill].
Swallowing it could also restore magic power.
But it worked much more slowly. Without half an hour, there was no hope of filling one's dantian.
"That way!" Xiao Xuan pointed in a direction. "About an incense stick's time ago, after I parted ways