Whoosh...
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Although he had only refined twelve layers of restrictions on them, He Pingsheng could already control these eight poison spikes with ease.
The Eight-Treasure Purple Cloud Spikes!
The eight poison spikes darted back and forth within a radius of ten thousand zhang around He Pingsheng.
They were invisible and left no trace.
They could not be seen with the naked eye.
Of course, anyone whose divine sense was weak could not detect them either.
Even if someone detected them with divine sense, they could not defend against them.
They were extremely fast.
"Return..." He Pingsheng called softly.
The eight poison spikes flew back before him, arraying themselves in a perfectly neat formation in the empty space in front of him.
He Pingsheng drew the eight poison spikes into his body and placed them in his dantian, nurturing them with the poison attribute rule and the potent poison within his body.
Two days later, the Silver River Heavenly Shuttle arrived at the Great Order Emperor City.
He Pingsheng put away the imperial armament, then let Zhou Qingmei out.
The two walked side by side to the gates of the Great Order Emperor City.
Dark, imposing walls and towering gates stood before them.
In a place like an emperor city, the walls no longer served any defensive purpose whatsoever. They were merely a symbol.
Here, right under the eyes of a Mahayana Emperor Realm cultivator, what sort of walls could withstand an attack from a cultivator of that level?
Cultivators of various statuses guarded the gates, while squads of patrol soldiers clad in golden armor flew throughout the city. Anyone they saw daring to fly without authorization was arrested on the spot.
Unauthorized flight was forbidden within the emperor city.
Entry into the emperor city, however, was quite