The soul seal that was originally visible in the air has completely disappeared and only exists in his own consciousness. Of course, others can't see anything.

He could only sense a faint fluctuation of the soul. Of course, it was because of this fluctuation that the other party could make such a guess.

"That's right! You have a good eye, you can actually see it!"

Ning Ping curled the corners of his mouth slightly. Today's battle was very enjoyable. The hundreds of years of hard work finally paid off.

Being in a good mood, he admitted it directly.

"I never thought that there would be such a genius in my cultivation world!"

At this moment, Master Huo Rong's eyes were also flashing, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"What's wrong? Are you still trying to recruit me?"

Ning Ping's heart moved slightly, and the smile on his face became even more intense.

Upon hearing Ning Ping's question, Master Huo Rong was obviously stunned, as if what he was thinking had been revealed.

But he still said it with a brave face.

"That's right. You were so talented, it would be a shame to see you die! As long as you follow me, I will definitely exonerate you in front of the Holy Lord."

As he spoke, his tone changed and he continued in a slightly seductive tone.

"Look at my cultivation, it's the result of training in the Holy Land! I'm sure you've experienced its power! As long as you join my Holy Land, your achievements will definitely surpass mine!..."

"Stop, stop! You may not know something! I had a huge fight with your Holy Lord, and I even kicked his butt hard! I don't believe he can still tolerate me...Haha!"

Ning Ping was tired of hearing such words. Seeing that the other party wanted to say something, he had no interest in listening and interrupted him directly.

As he spoke, he thought of the other party's miserable appearance during the ascension calamity that day, and he laughed out loud.

"You..." When Master Huo Rong saw that Ning Ping was so rude to the Supreme Saint in his heart, he was immediately furious and was speechless for a moment.

"Perhaps you don't know this! Once you become a puppet under your so-called Holy Lord, your achievements in this life will definitely be inferior to his! And you will be controlled by him for the rest of your life!"

It was obviously useless to say this to the other party, but Ning Ping's heart moved and he still said it with regret.

A pill was quietly absorbed into his body, and with the help of his skills, he began to recover quickly.

"Haha! As long as I can become powerful, it's not shameful to rely on anyone! Even if I stop at being below the Holy Lord, I will be satisfied if I can reach even a fraction of the Holy Lord in my lifetime."

Master Huo Rong suddenly laughed out loud towards the sky, and then looked at Ning Ping with disdain.

"Your talent is indeed quite good in the entire cultivation world, and you can even say it's unprecedented. But so what? If you were placed in the upper realm, you would probably be just one of the countless living beings!"

"Can you reach the level of my Holy Lord? What a joke!!! It seems you haven't grasped the principle of self-knowledge!"

"Yeah~! I agree with this..." Ning Ping nodded seriously after hearing this.

"However, I agree that you need to rely on the strong, but I don't want to be a puppet!"

It is better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. After all, this idea is only thought by some monks. There are also a large number of monks who are struggling to survive and do not care so much.

But due to the nature of monks, once they reach a certain level, they will not be willing to lag behind others.

Being content to lag behind others is equivalent to losing the ambition and will definitely lead to stagnation in longevity.

It is indeed inevitable for a cultivator to rely on the strong on his path of growth.

But of course I don't agree with being a puppet and submitting to others.

I guess the real person Huo Rong in front of me must have thought the same thing at the beginning, and then he was forced to rely on the holy land, and now he has become a puppet of others.

"You're trying to stall for time! How's your recovery going?"

At this moment, Master Huo Rong's eyes suddenly flashed, and a smile appeared on his face.

Ning Ping smiled bitterly when he heard this. It seemed that not only he wanted to take the opportunity to recover, but the other party did the same.

It seemed that Master Huo Rong had recovered somewhat, and the long sword in his hand suddenly shone brightly.

Then the sword suddenly grew larger, turning into a giant blade a hundred feet long that shone with light, and slashed out fiercely.

Ning Ping immediately became alert at this time, and the Xuan Yue Sword Formation quickly condensed into swords and shields to block in front of him.

The Black Armor Shield was also summoned without hesitation.

But the next scene made Ning Ping look strange.

The hundred-foot-long blade flashed and did not cut towards Ning Ping, but towards the formation shield above his head.

"boom......"

A huge roar sounded, and a translucent formation shield appeared in the empty sky above.

In the violent distortion, countless runes condensed and firmly bound together the formation shield that was about to break apart under this blow.

In an instant, amidst the violent twisting, a huge transparent sky appeared above the head.

"This old man is so bad..."

At a certain place in the formation, Ning Ping, dressed in a black robe, spat with a pale face.

At this moment, his aura was extremely chaotic, and at first glance, he looked very weak.

Just now, Master Huo Rong launched a full-strength attack, but only at the end did he realize his intention to break the formation.

In a hurry, Ning Ping had to use all his strength to control the formation. Under the strong attack, the energy in his body was also continuously depleted.

The backlash of the formation has caused the current miserable appearance.

"No way! You, a great Mahayana cultivator, actually want to escape!"

Ning Ping, dressed in a purple robe, stared at Master Huo Rong, who was in a dilemma, with an incredible look on his face.

At this moment, Xiu Ran's previous instructions to him came to mind again. No wonder Xiu Ran specifically reminded him to be careful that the other party might slip away.

It seems that such a thing has happened before, so Xiu Ran knows him too well.

"Hmph~!" Master Huo Rong's expression kept changing, and his originally fiery red face was now even more red.

His face turned extremely ugly. He ignored Ning Ping's sarcasm and stared at the translucent dome above his head.

It seemed that he couldn't understand why this kid in front of him, who had obviously set up a large formation in a hurry, was so powerful using the formation plate.

Just now, after realizing that he couldn't defeat the boy in front of him for the time being, and sensing that his subordinates were completely wiped out, he began to think of retreating.

"Xiuran..."

At this moment, the figure he hated suddenly appeared in his mind and pressed it directly on his head.

In his subconscious, when it comes to formations in this world, only Xiu Ran can do it.

The boy in front of me looks so young, there is no way he can do this.

But based on my understanding of Xiu Ran, I'm afraid that if I can't break it even with my full-strength attack, it will require careful planning.