Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon! Chapter 95: He is My Senior

Deep within, the true secrets, a Great Opportunity!

Truthfully, Chen Pingping was itching to act, but after pondering repeatedly, he still gave up. This place was too dangerous; leaving early was the only way to ensure safety.

Guang Xiaoyu also felt torn, debating whether or not to open the coffin. Should she take away the fragnted Divine Soul of the Primitive Demon God? She really wanted to. The existence of the Nine Revolutions Demon God Skill ant she should reconstruct the nine Demon Gods of the past; that must be it. The Primitive Demon God was one of them. Its body parts—the bloodline, bones, eyes, hair, even the Divine Soul—were all crucial for the reconstruction journey. But, would opening the coffin lead to significant problems? Her concern was whether or not the seal of the Boundary Monunt would shatter as a result?

Ti passed.

Zi Yan, Bai Yunfei, Divine Body Chen Shixian, and others gradually caught up from behind.

She turned to look at them and said calmly, "Stop dreaming. This treasure is mine."

HEH!

Zi Yan of the Saint Tao family sneered silently.

Chen Shixian hesitated for a mont.

Bai Yunfei, not far away, continued to advance with a determined gaze.

At that mont, the senior Divine King suddenly acted. Aside from Chen Pingping and Guang Xiaoyu, he was the only one present who could easily approach the coffin. He was powerful.

He rushed forward, his large palm smashing down towards Guang Xiaoyu.

"A Divine King?" Guang Xiaoyu cried out. "You’re a Divine King?"

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She panicked.

Zi Yan and Chen Shixian also felt suffocated.

No one had anticipated that the person following Bai Yunfei would turn out to be a Divine King. He had been silent and unnoticeable before, only making a sudden move at the crucial mont. Under the pressure of the coffin, all of their combat strength had plumted. If the Divine King attacked, their deaths were certain!

Lao Huang the ox lifted his head, preparing to intervene.

Fortunately, at the critical mont, Chen Pingping erged from the passageway. He raised his hand and unleashed a blade of Sword Qi—thick, imposing, its Power Path even more terrifying than the Divine King’s. In an instant, he dissolved the adversary’s attack.

The Divine King was shocked.

"Senior!" Bai Yunfei exclaid in alarm.

He had thought victory was within grasp; that with the senior’s formidable power, he could slay the mbers of the Saint Tao family and the Divine Body, then easily acquire this Great Opportunity. Unexpectedly, the person who had just entered the Boundary Monunt area and now stepped out was also a Divine King!

HUM!

Another Sword Slash fell.

The senior Divine King from Youming Valley was severely injured on the spot. His face was pale, and he was constantly coughing up blood. He looked at Chen Pingping in horror, "Who are you?"

As a Divine King himself, he had never seen such a terrifying Divine King. The kind of Sword Dao unleashed didn’t seem to belong to this realm; it was more like that of a Royal Dao expert. Could the other party be like him, soone left behind in the Wasteland three hundred years ago? Yet, he had never seen this person before. Damn it!

He started to panic inexplicably. Ignoring his injuries, he tried to flee.

But Chen Pingping’s third Sword Slash fell, instantly piercing through his body and annihilating his Divine Soul along with it.

Everyone was horrified.

Zi Yan and Chen Shixian, who were walking in front, suddenly felt suffocated, their bodies trembling uncontrollably. They were too close. If "Chen Pingping" wished to kill them, the two won would be utterly unable to resist.

Luckily, Chen Pingping was not interested in them. After killing the senior from Youming Valley, he walked up to the coffin.

The Divine Soul fragnt was powerful, as was the aura it emitted, but he was no ordinary Divine King. His Dantian, physical body, and Divine Sense had all been enhanced by system-rewarded cultivation, and he had undergone Body Refining hundreds of tis. His strength lay in its profound depth. The power he could unleash could easily shake even those at the Royal Dao Realm. Moreover, he was a mber of the Human Clan. The pressure of the Primitive Demon God could hardly suppress him in terms of bloodline; if it was only a matter of his physical body, it wasn’t a significant problem.

He pushed open the coffin, retrieved the Primitive Demon God’s Divine Soul fragnt, closed the lid again, then lifted the coffin and returned it to the Boundary Monunt area.

This scene left everyone stunned.

Zi Yan, Bai Yunfei, and Divine Body Chen Shixian, who were still striving forward, saw their expressions freeze.

Without the crushing pressure of the coffin, the sky quickly returned to normal, and the rifts in the passageway gradually closed.

Chen Pingping looked up and strode away.

HEY!

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Behind him, Guang Xiaoyu shouted loudly, "Senior, wait for !"

HUH?

He suddenly rembered sothing. He stopped imdiately and turned to look at her. "Junior, do you need sothing?"

At this mont, he was not Chen Pingping but a powerful Divine King. With such a terrifying image, he naturally had to play it to the hilt: greet Guang Xiaoyu and casually clarify their relationship. Their relationship was to appear very good. If anyone dared to make a move against Guang Xiaoyu, they could just wait for death!

This was Guang Xiaoyu’s intent. Chen Pingping had also thought of it, and the two, hitting it off, began to act out a scene.

"I beg senior to teach cultivation," Guang Xiaoyu blinked and said.

"Oh, your talent is subpar, your comprehension is low, your realm is inadequate, and you’re ugly. I can’t teach you," Chen Pingping said seriously.

AAAAAH!

Dammit! Did Senior Brother just call ugly?

Guang Xiaoyu secretly ground her teeth. "Senior, I am willing to learn."

"No, I don’t want to teach," he said. "However... if soone attacks you, you can co find . Within the Wasteland... even if the Ancient Races move against you, I will annihilate them."

The act had been taken far enough.

Chen Pingping said no more and left in a few steps.

Behind him, Guang Xiaoyu gritted her teeth, her heart cursing non-stop, That despicable Senior Brother! Utterly wicked Senior Brother! AAAAAH! I’m so angry! He actually called ugly!

"Who was that just now?" Chen Shixian asked. When Chen Pingping left, she felt that sothing was off.

HMPH! Guang Xiaoyu replied, "A senior from my Wuji Sect!"

This answer instantly cooled down the eager Wilderness tribe powerhouses significantly.

Even Shang, hidden in the shadows, frowned deeply, struggling to grasp Guang Xiaoyu’s situation.

The Master of the Wilderness spoke, "He’s rely at the Realm of Divine King. There’s no need to be afraid."

That’s right! Their Master of the Wilderness was a genuine seventh-tier powerhouse, equivalent to the Royal Dao Realm of the Human Clan. For him, wasn’t slaying a Divine King as easy as turning over his hand? No matter what, the body and eyes of the Primitive Demon God must not leave the Wasteland. These belonged to their Wilderness tribe.

Shang looked up and charged forward in a few steps. A demonic red Longsword slashed down, its Sword Qi surging mightily, full of killing intention, as a dark shadow erged from it.

Guang Xiaoyu exclaid, "AH! Senior, save !"

Although she was outstanding, she was still only a cultivator at the Supre Mystery Realm, far too inferior to Shang, who was at the Realm of Divine King. She needed Chen Pingping to intervene.

Luckily, Chen Pingping hadn’t gone far. Hearing Guang Xiaoyu’s cry, he pressed down with a finger.

"Courting death!" Shang’s expression was cold. His sword strike was so powerful, yet the opponent countered it with a re finger. Wasn’t that courting death?

But when his fingertip touched the demonic red Longsword, CLANG! Sparks flew everywhere. An imnse force spread out, instantly shattering the Longsword’s attack.

Shang’s face showed shock.

The Wilderness tribe powerhouses present were once again astonished. They recognized Shang—the genius within the entire Wasteland whose bloodline was closest to the Primitive Demon God, the one upon whom the Ancient Races pinned high hopes.

Yet now, the sword strike he had unleashed was casually blocked by Chen Pingping.

Was this Human Clan mber really that powerful?