In the distant void, the coldly beautiful woman in a black Daoist robe stared at He Pingsheng.
He Pingsheng had given Qiao Huizhu his Jinlan Treasure Robe to conceal her true form, so he was not wearing it himself, leaving his real appearance exposed.
It was hardly surprising that Bing Yi recognized him immediately.
But Bing Yi was still somewhat shocked.
After all, she had fought He Pingsheng just a hundred years or so ago.
Back then, He Pingsheng's cultivation had only been at the twelfth layer of the Nascent Soul Realm.
Only a hundred years had passed, and this fellow's cultivation had already risen to the sixth layer of Spirit Transformation Stage?
Although the Netherworld Emperor Palace did indeed provide a cultivation boost, even so, this was shocking enough.
Bing Yi even wavered a little.
After all, back then, He Pingsheng had relied on his actual combat strength to kill her avatar instantly with a single strike.
Over the past hundred years, Bing Yi had refined another avatar, but because she had devoted all her energy to refining it, her own cultivation had made no progress whatsoever.
Yet her opponent had already reached the sixth layer of Spirit Transformation.
This...
Surely I won't lose to this fellow?
Bing Yi was startled by her own thought.
But then she shook her head. "Someone in the Nascent Soul Realm can kill a Spirit Transformation cultivator above their realm, but a Spirit Transformation cultivator can never kill someone in Void Refinement above theirs... each layer of cultivation is a heaven apart. The higher you go, the greater the gap becomes. I can definitely kill him instantly!"
Elsewhere, in a corner He Pingsheng had not noticed, there were two more Spirit Transformation cultivators.
One belonged to the Dragon–Flood Dragon Tribe and was