"He Pingsheng, you are indeed strong!"
"But you know nothing of the power of a Nascent Soul!"
"Today, you will die without a doubt!"
Standing in the void, Patriarch Ruo Kai wore an expression more grave and cautious than ever before.
With a wave of his hand, an invisible force descended from the heavens without the aid of any Magical Treasure.
Before his magic power had even gathered, another surge of killing intent settled over the void.
Golden light flashed beneath He Pingsheng's feet, and his shoes instantly unleashed five times his normal speed.
And yet!
In Patriarch Ruo Kai's eyes, this was nothing more than a dying struggle.
"Die..." A smile suddenly appeared on Patriarch Ruo Kai's cautious face. "Divine Ability: Ten Thousand Mountains Flying Snow!"
Boom...
In the next instant, the void within a thousand zhang turned into a world of swirling snow.
He Pingsheng could barely take a step.
Although his shoes could unleash fivefold speed, something around him seemed to be pulling at him, trying to imprison him where he stood.
Whoosh...
Amid the endless flying snow, a snowflake suddenly shot toward him.
This was no ordinary snowflake. It was as large as a palm, flew at tremendous speed, and carried a keen, cutting force.
He Pingsheng dared not hesitate. With a wave of his hand, he summoned the [Vajra Shield] once more.
Clang...
The blue-white snowflake flew in at an angle and slashed hard against the Vajra Shield.
It failed to break through, but embedded itself directly in the black Vajra Shield.
"Whoosh..."
"Whoosh, whoosh..."
In the next instant, two more snowflakes like it flew toward He Pingsheng.
He Pingsheng swung the three-zhang black shield in his hand and easily intercepted both snowflakes again.
Yet just then, four more snowflakes came flying.
Then eight!
Sixteen!