After hearing Gu Miaochen's words, He Pingsheng pondered for a few breaths.
Although He Pingsheng was very powerful now,
when facing an Unbound Immortal, he could only say he could stay alive.
He had no chance of winning.
What was more, there were three Unbound Immortals on the other side.
If they had a mighty expert proficient in Spatial Divine Abilities, or a Magical Treasure capable of sealing the void, even he, He Pingsheng, might perish.
Of course, all five of He Pingsheng's avatars were outside now, so he had no fear of dying.
He could still be reborn.
But if someone could share some of the pressure, why not?
Especially since He Pingsheng had intended to have the Witch Race do some dirty work in his plans anyway.
"Cooperating isn't out of the question!" He Pingsheng said. "The grudge between me, He Pingsheng, and your Witch Race was already settled after I killed your three Mahayana Emperor Realm cultivators!"
"Otherwise, the other nine Witch Emperors could never have walked out of the Golden Suffering Immortal Domain alive!"
"Good!" Gu Miaochen breathed a sigh of relief. "In that case, let bygones be bygones. Neither of us will pursue what happened before!"
"Fellow Daoist He, although I'm not your equal, I believe my fighting strength is by no means weak!"
"If we cooperate, I can lead the Witch Race and at least stop the Dragon Race from reinforcing the Phoenix Race!"
A light flashed in He Pingsheng's eyes. Impressive!
Even he wasn't confident he could hold back the Dragon Race.
Was this woman actually that strong?
"My grudge with the Phoenix Race arose from what those Phoenix Race Great Emperors did!" He Pingsheng said. "So I'll only execute the chief culprits. Killing all their Mahayana Emperor Realm cultivators will suffice!"
"Fine!"