Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

With the Asura Black Core Flame, Feng Yimo would be able to protect himself even if he were to fight against a low-level Soul Formation cultivator.    

    

Four hours later, close to noon, Feng Yimo's headache finally stopped. Unfortunately, without the moon, his Spiritual Wisdom Technique was no longer effective. He could not repair his sea of consciousness and condense his Spiritual Sense, so he could only wait for the night to begin.    

    

With a wave of his hand, the Vermillion Bird flapped its wings and burrowed into his sleeve, hibernating.    

    

Returning to the Copper Sparrow Village, the little Copper Sparrow was still meditating. During these few days, the little Copper Sparrow had already gotten used to meditating and breathing, and it was showing signs of stepping into the Qi Training Period realm.    

    

"As expected, its natural talent is extraordinary. Just by relying on the most basic breathing technique and doing it according to its appearance, it's able to make such rapid progress. It's too shocking!" Feng Yimo praised from the bottom of his heart.    

    

If this kind of talent was placed in the Pure Heaven Realm, it would shock the heavens and the earth. Any sect would have to devote all of their resources to nurture it, but in the Little Reverie, it was unknown.    

    

It could only be said that geniuses could be found everywhere in the Little Reverie, and it was utterly impossible to draw attention to it.    

    

What made Feng Yimo even more shocked was that under Cheng Qian's lead, 50% of the soldiers and minions of the Bronze Sparrow Village had already entered the martial path and displayed extraordinary talent.    

    

Especially before Cheng Qian, his speed of improvement was extremely fast and he already had a strength of several thousand jin, which was beyond imagination. Moreover, after Feng Yimo soaked his body with spirit medicine, his human body was strengthened by thirty percent, and he could fight the wild boar with his bare hands without losing.    

    

Feng Yimo saw that most of the people had already entered the sect, so he put all his attention on the Copper Sparrow. He paid attention to his posture. If there was anything wrong with his posture, he would correct it in time, causing the little guy to be in great pain and often cry.    

    

However, Feng Yimo's heart was extremely hard, and he was not moved by the little bronze sparrow's tears. He wanted to lay a solid foundation for the little bronze sparrow, and he could not allow it to take any detours.    

    

Night came, and a full moon hung high in the night sky. Feng Yimo arrived at the highest treetop early in the morning and sat cross-legged. He circulated the Spiritual Intelligence Technique, and the moonlight turned from the Spiritual Intelligence Technique into a strange energy that nourished the dried up sea of consciousness.    

    

Weng! Weng!    

    

The empty sea of consciousness emitted a slight buzzing sound and then began to tremble. Almost all of a sudden, a majestic Divine Sense surged over from far away in his sea of consciousness. It was just like the sweet dew on a land that had been dry for a long time. It was so comfortable that it almost made him moan. Because he had placed all his attention on the Spiritual Intellect Technique, he did not notice that the full moon was pouring out a large amount of silver radiance, wrapping him within it. It was as if he had found a vent, and was pouring out the essence of the moon to his heart's content!    

    

Many people, including the soldiers of the Bronze Sparrow Village not far away, had discovered the abnormality here. Several hundred miles away, a few figures flashed and flew straight towards him.    

    

In just half an incense stick's time, Feng Yimo's sea of consciousness had recovered to its original state. It had even become a bit stronger. However, his cultivation was still at the Perfect Nascent Infant realm, and he had yet to enter the Soul Formation realm!    

    

What was going on?    

    

However, the medicinal Divine Sense spread out, and it could cover more than three thousand miles, far surpassing the Soul Formation realm cultivators. Naturally, they saw six or seven figures rushing over here. Clearly, they were all cultivators attracted by the phenomenon of their own cultivation.    

    

Feng Yimo laughed coldly in his heart. There really were people who weren't afraid of death. Alright, let's try out the power of their magic power.    

    

The newcomers were all Nascent Infant Period warriors, three of them were at the late stage, two were at the middle stage, and two were at the early stage.    

    

Soon, five men and two women appeared in front of Feng Yimo. They looked at the ordinary-looking Feng Yimo suspiciously, and the old man in the lead asked, "Fellow Daoist, have you discovered the strange phenomenon from before? Is it some kind of treasure?"    

    

Feng Yimo shook his head. "I didn't see any unusual phenomenon."    

    

"Senior Brother Tian, why bother talking to him? Even if the treasure appeared, it was taken by him. Kid, hand over your storage bracelet obediently and let us check it carefully. If we find any treasure inside, we will be able to find it. Hmph, you're dead for sure!"    

    

A young Cultivator of the Nascent Infant Middle Period said arrogantly to Feng Yimo.    

    

Feng Yimo laughed when he heard this. It seemed that regardless of whether it was the Spirit World or the lower realms, there were plenty of pretentious people everywhere, regardless of age or location.    

    

"What if I don't hand it over?" Feng Yimo said with a cold smile. He stood up and glanced at the seven people who were eager to give it a try. He stretched out his hand and wiped the Sumeru Bracelet. A low grade Devil Emperor that had been hiding in the snow for a long time appeared. He pointed at the seven people and said, "Kill them!" Feng Yimo would not hold back or show mercy to such a rude and unreasonable person.    

    

The seven people were shocked when they suddenly saw the Devil Clan that was over forty meters tall. All of them took out their magic treasures. The old man's expression turned cold as he asked in a stern voice, "Fellow Daoist, you've obtained the treasure and want to silence us, right?"    

    

Feng Yimo did not know whether to laugh or cry. They really dared to think that they were still thinking about the treasure at this moment. He pulled his hands together and the black and white Yin Yang Wheel appeared. It spun continuously and absorbed all the spiritual energy in the surroundings. The Yin and Yang turned, emitting a powerful force as they attacked the old man.    

    

On the other side, the low grade Devil Emperor waved his huge palm and aimed it at a Cultivator of the Nascent Infant Early Period. He knew how to bully the weak and fear the strong.    

    

"Attack!" When the old man saw Feng Yimo's aggressiveness, he shouted loudly and pointed with his finger. A flying sword Highest Grade Magic Treasure floating in front of him stabbed at the Yin Yang Wheel.    

    

Weng!    

    

The Yin Yang Wheel spun at an extreme speed. The four alternating black and white wheels expanded to three feet in size. They did not match the old man's top-grade flying sword, which made Feng Yimo very satisfied. The old man was at the peak of the Nascent Infant realm, and his cultivation base was at the peak of the Nascent Infant realm. The Yin Yang Wheel was merely a divine ability, but it was actually on par with the Highest Grade Magic Treasure. It was truly rare.    

    

There were seven of them, and two of them were at the late stage of the Nascent Infant realm. They were planning to take down Feng Yimo as soon as possible, while the other four were besieging the low grade Devil Emperor.    

    

The Demon Emperor was a Blood Devil. He was imprisoned in the Picturemiddle Mountain Painting and was used as a sparring partner for the second clone. He had been beaten up the entire time, and there was no blood to eat. When he saw the living cultivators, his eyes immediately turned red. He shattered the magic treasure that Cultivator of the Nascent Infant Early Period had summoned with a single palm. His body flashed and turned into a ball of medicinal Blood Fogs. He appeared behind Cultivator of the Nascent Infant Early Period and wrapped his arms around his body. He opened his huge mouth and bit his neck. In an instant, his neck was bitten off, and he swallowed the blood in large mouthfuls.    

    

The other three people were scared silly by the Devil Emperor's brutal way. They had forgotten to control their magic treasures to save people.    

    

On the other side, Feng Yimo sneered and waved his hand. The Vermilion Bird turned into a black line of fire and rushed towards a red-faced Nascent Infant Late Period warrior. Almost instantly, the tiny Vermilion Bird spat out a mouthful of thick black flames. The red-faced Nascent Infant warrior's magic treasure was surrounded by flames. With a sad cry, it turned into molten iron.    

    

Puff!    

    

The red-faced Nascent Infant warrior was shocked and furious when his natal magic treasure was destroyed. He spat out a mouthful of blood and before he could retreat, the black Asura Black Core Flame had already wrapped around his body. A treasured armor appeared on his body, but it was quickly melted by the flames. His soul was scared out of his body as he cried out, "Senior Brother Tian, save me!"    

    

However, before he could finish his sentence, his entire body had already exploded! With a loud sound, he turned into ashes, leaving behind only a Storage Ring. He was swept up by the flames and sent to Feng Yimo.