He Pingsheng was on the verge of tears.
The Soul-Linking Curse Talisman!
Wasn't I the one who made this thing? I've always used it on others, so how did that bastard Zhao Xiangdu end up sticking it on me today?
The next moment, a peculiar sensation welled up in his heart.
The soul within He Pingsheng's original body became linked to the souls of all five of his clones.
In other words, if he died, his other five clones would be slaughtered too.
Of course, the Soul-Linking Curse Talisman did leave He Pingsheng a little dignity: when the talisman was attached to the original body, killing a clone would not kill the original.
But...
It's my original body that's under attack right now!
At this very moment, He Pingsheng could only pray that the [Death-Substitute Puppet] he had long nurtured within his body would work.
Please, don't let me die.
Of course, even as these thoughts consumed him, He Pingsheng did not remain idle.
The Magic Power within him erupted, pouring entirely into the blood-colored turtle shell.
In an instant, an Azure Divine Turtle Phantom condensed around his body.
Now that he had reached the ninth layer of the Void Refinement Realm, this Divine Turtle phantom was even more solid.
And that was not all.
"Heavenly Gang Three Transformations..."
He Pingsheng silently recited the words, and his defensive power instantly increased threefold again.
He Pingsheng knew that mere defense would still not allow him to contend with Zhao Xiangdu's strike.
"Open!" In He Pingsheng's right hand, the Primordial Purple Gold Staff instantly transformed into a pitch-black spear.
The next moment, Spear-Wielder Unity, Myriad Annihilations Return to Origin.
Using offense as defense!
At that moment, Zhao Xiangdu's palm finally descended.
The palm of his Heavenly Law and Earthly Form was like