"All right, everyone, clean this place up!"
"You can all leave!"
"In three days, we'll hold the third contest: the divine sense contest!"
"Go!"
Demon Emperor Vajra waved his hand, and everyone scattered.
Only He Pingsheng remained standing atop the ruins, staring blankly at the empty sky in the distance.
So heartless?
She left, and even her avatar had to be slain?
If I can't ascend, will we truly never meet again in this lifetime?
"Don't worry, young master!" Zhou Qingmei walked over to his side and comforted him. "Miss Qiao said that once you ascend to the Immortal Realm, you can be husband and wife again!"
"I believe that with your aptitude, young master, you'll definitely be able to ascend to the Immortal Realm!"
"So do I!" Not far away, Wang Dun clenched his fist. "Junior Brother He... go back and get some proper rest. I'm no good at this third round. I don't know a damn thing about refining pills or artifacts, so it's all up to you!"
"Mm!" He Pingsheng nodded.
His Daoist Grounds had been blasted apart by Zhao Xiangdu.
Fortunately, there were plenty of halls here, and Nan Qiqi and Nan Jingci helped He Pingsheng find a new one.
He Pingsheng entered the hall with Su Zhenzhen and Zhou Qingmei.
"Brother... here!" Su Zhenzhen was considerate and handed He Pingsheng the Supreme Grade Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure, the [Inch of Blue Sword].
He Pingsheng shook his head. "She gave it to you, so keep it and use it. This is a Supreme Grade Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure with twenty-eight layers of restrictions on it. Once you refine those restrictions, you'll be able to use it!"
"All right!" Only then did Su Zhenzhen put away the divine sword.
Just then, the voice of He Pingsheng's son, He Tianya,