Of all the sects in the Daoist Profound Alliance, the others might not have known He Pingsheng's strength, but the Ice Pole Sect was undoubtedly the most familiar with it.
After all, Xiao Xuan belonged to the Ice Pole Sect.
Back during the Nine-Nation Grand Tournament, Xiao Xuan had been at the twelfth layer of the Golden Core Stage, while He Pingsheng had been at the sixth layer.
Even then, He Pingsheng could have killed Xiao Xuan in an instant.
Had He Asks not intervened, Xiao Xuan would have died by his hand long ago.
Now that He Pingsheng had reached the eleventh layer of the Golden Core Stage, his combat strength needed no explanation.
Thus, the first thought that struck Elder Bing Xuan of the Ice Pole Sect upon seeing He Pingsheng was that this bastard had come to wipe out their sect.
Why else would you come to our Ice Pole Sect?
He Pingsheng shook his head. "Right now, what I hope for most is that there is no blood feud between me and the Ice Pole Sect!"
Previously, there had indeed been nothing more than a few disputes.
But if you dared do anything to Qiao Huizhu, it would become a feud that would only end in death.
"Whoosh... whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Just then, another four or five Golden Core cultivators flew out of the Ice Pole Sect and landed around He Pingsheng with a bang.
Every one of them looked furious when they saw him.
One even drew a magical treasure and said, "What are we waiting for? He might be powerful, but if we all attack together, can't we kill him?"
"Exactly... this fiend must die today!"
He Pingsheng was dumbfounded.
*I haven't even fucking said I'm here to kill you, and you're already trying