The moment he finished saying "how about it," Duan Feihong's body grew thousands of zhang tall and stood in the heavens.
Like heaven and earth themselves!
Divine Ability: Heavenly Law and Earthly Form.
Waves of immense pressure descended from that towering True Body of the Dharma Manifestation, forcing He Pingsheng and Zhou Qingmei to their knees on the Silver River Flying Shuttle's deck with a thud.
They could barely breathe.
The gulf in cultivation, and the disparity in realms it brought, inspired such despair.
"He Pingsheng..." The voice descended from high above, hollow, like the voice of a heavenly god. "As this emperor said, I have no intention of killing you, nor of becoming your enemy!"
"On the contrary, you are the Human Race's hope and future. This emperor admires you greatly!"
"I know you have a supreme-grade Death-Substitute Puppet nurturing within you. Even after this emperor captures you and throws you to the Heavenly Fire Divine Emperor, he won't be able to kill you!"
"Consider this emperor indebted to you for one Death-Substitute Puppet!"
"Will that... satisfy you?"
Duan Feihong still held his hands behind his back, his face full of arrogance.
Below, kneeling on the Silver River Heavenly Shuttle's deck, He Pingsheng suddenly laughed twice and said, "What was that talk of the heavens and ants?"
"You don't need to boast about yourself or belittle me!"
"So what if I am an ant?"
Rumble...
The next instant, He Pingsheng abruptly stood up against the immense pressure of the Mahayana Emperor Realm.
Nine-Heavens Mystic Fire flew out of his body, forming a solid, thousand-zhang phantom that stood in the heavens.
Divine Ability: Heavenly Law and Earthly Form.
The same Divine Ability, the same Heavenly Law and Earthly Form.
Unfortunately, He Pingsheng's cultivation was too low, so his True Body