Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

Feng Yimo was silent for a long time. Looking at himself with the Great Wisdom Eye, he realized that although his spiritual sea was full of spiritual power, his sea of consciousness was still withered. There was not a single Divine Sense in his sea of consciousness. Could it be that this limited his cultivation?    

    

If he didn't have the Divine Sense, his cultivation base would be greatly reduced. He wouldn't be able to activate any magic treasures or open the Sumeru Bracelet. What could he do?    

    

Thinking about it, he decided to take it one step at a time. At the very least, he could use the Earth Changing Transfigure Technique, change his appearance, and use the Hundred Miles Step to increase his speed by a hundred times. With the help of his devouring power, as long as the spiritual power in his spiritual sea wasn't completely exhausted, it wouldn't be lacking.    

    

With this in mind, Feng Yimo stood up. His body let out a series of popping sounds, and he turned into a young man in his thirties. With an ordinary appearance, he used the Hundred Miles Step and traveled thirty miles in a flash, heading straight to the place where he had been unconscious.    

    

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A day later, Feng Yimo appeared in front of the Disordered Sky Tablets that were scattered all over the ground. The Disordered Sky Tablets that were thirty meters tall weighed several tens of thousands of kilograms, and no one was willing to spend so much effort to take them away. Feng Yimo let out a sigh of relief. However, without medicinal Sumeru Bracelets or medicinal Divine Senses, he could not take the Disordered Sky Tablets away. As such, he still needed to find the Sumeru Bracelets.    

    

He left the Disordered Sky Tablet and found the nearest village. He asked the village chief about the purpose of his visit. He took out thirty Disordered Sky Tablets and drew a few drawings of Spirit Crystals. He told the village chief that he had lost them in the vicinity. Whoever found the bracelet would be rewarded handsomely.    

    

The reason why he took out thirty Spirit Crystals was because if there were more Sumeru Bracelets, the villagers would think that the Sumeru Bracelets were precious treasures. They would hide them and seek more money.    

    

The village chief was quite efficient. In less than two hours, the entire village of a hundred villagers had walked over, but no one had seen the Sumeru Bracelets. Feng Yimo was a little disappointed. Could it be that they were not from this village?    

    

Just as Feng Yimo arrived at the village entrance and was about to leave, a child of eight or nine years old ran over. "Uncle, I have seen this bracelet."    

    

Feng Yimo's eyes lit up. He squatted down and asked, "Little brother, where have you seen it before?"    

    

"It was on a bandit. A few days ago, they robbed him. I saw a person with this bracelet on his wrist." said the boy very seriously.    

    

"Bandits? Where are they from?"    

    

"From here, there is a Copper Sparrow Ridge thirty miles away. They are the bandits of the Copper Sparrow Ridge. They often rob houses within a radius of a hundred miles. However, they never kill people. They only rob people." The little boy said.    

    

Feng Yimo nodded. He took out a handful of medicinal Spirit Crystals and stuffed them into the little boy's hands. Then, he headed straight for the Copper Sparrow Ridge.    

    

Copper Sparrow Ridge. Copper Sparrow Ridge was only a dozen miles away from where he had fallen unconscious. Perhaps it was true.    

    

Soon, Feng Yimo arrived at the bottom of the Copper Sparrow Ridge. He looked up at the vast mountain. With the Great Wisdom Eye, he could clearly see that deep in the lush forest, there was a mountain stronghold built on steep mountain rocks. The gate of the stronghold was forty feet high. It was easy to defend and hard to attack. It was a natural bandit's nest.    

    

A flagpole was erected next to the stronghold gate. On top of it, there was a big flag with the words "Bronze Sparrow Stronghold." The words were elegant and free. It was obvious that the writer had a deep foundation and was a talent.    

    

Feng Yimo smiled and floated up the mountain. His feet did not touch the ground, and he flew straight up. Very soon, he arrived in front of the Bronze Sparrow Village.    

    

"Who dares to trespass the Bronze Sparrow Village?" The small fries in the arrow towers on both sides of the gate noticed Feng Yimo and shouted.    

    

"An unknown person. Ask your chief to come out and see me!" Feng Yimo put his hands behind his back and said in a clear voice.    

    

"What an imposing manner. Not everyone can see our chief. Hurry up and leave. Otherwise, we won't be polite!" The henchman on the archery building raised the bow and arrow in his hands and aimed it at Feng Yimo.    

    

Feng Yimo smiled faintly and made a grabbing motion with his right hand. The henchman's bow and arrow flew out of his hand and landed in his hand. With a gentle rub, the hard wooden bow turned into powder and fell to the ground.    

    

The henchmen in the archery building were dumbfounded. They didn't know what to do. What was this? Magic? No, no, it was an immortal. He scrambled down from the archery building and went into the village to report.    

    

After a while, a middle-aged man with an extraordinary appearance appeared on the arrow tower. He cupped his fists and said, "Before I went down, I became the chief of the Bronze Sparrow Village. I wonder when this lord came to our Bronze Sparrow Village? If you need anything from me, please tell me."    

    

Feng Yimo nodded secretly. This Wen Zou who spoke earlier was not an evil person. Instead, he was more like a scholar. With a sway of his body, he appeared on top of the archery building. Cheng Qian and the others were so frightened that they stood on the spot. A few of the lackeys knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, begging for mercy.    

    

Feng Yimo rolled up his sleeves and dragged Cheng Qian into the Juxian Hall in the mountain stronghold. He sat on the main seat and raised his hand and pointed. The paper with the Sumeru Bracelet drawn on it flew lightly to Cheng Qian. "Your people have taken my bracelet. I hope that Chief Cheng can take care of it and help me find it."    

    

Cheng Qian was sweating profusely. He looked at the paper floating in front of him in shock. He carefully took it and looked at it. "Yes, sir. Please wait a moment." With that said, he hurried out of the Gathering Sage Hall and gathered all the people there to look for the Sumeru Bracelet.    

    

Feng Yimo was bored and had nothing to do. He stood up and looked at the Juxian Hall. He saw several drawings hanging on the walls. The strokes were the same as the ones on the flag in front of the gate. Apparently, they were written by a single person. There was a "before" sign on the drawings. It meant that all the drawings were written by the person before Cheng Qian.    

    

He did not expect that the chief of the bandits was actually a refined person. He was overflowing with talent. Why did such a person end up as the leader of the bandits?    

    

The entire Juxian Hall was clean and tidy. The tables and chairs were arranged in an orderly manner. Feng Yimo could actually hear Lang Lang reading a book.    

    

He walked out of the Juxian Hall and followed the sound to the back. In a simple bamboo house, a dozen children from six to ten years old were sitting upright and reading a book. In front of them was a white-haired teacher.    

    

Feng Yimo shook his head. The mountain bandits' stronghold actually had a school. It was an eye-opener.    

    

Not long after returning to the Juxian Hall, Cheng Qian appeared respectfully in front of Feng Yimo with a bracelet in his hand. Feng Yimo waved his hand and the bracelet flew into his hand. It was the Sumeru Bracelet. Clearly, someone had taken the Sumeru Bracelet as an ordinary bracelet and wore it. It was also thanks to this person who took the Sumeru Bracelet before Liu Ruomei and the others. Otherwise, with their cultivation, they would definitely discover that the Sumeru Bracelet was extraordinary. Wanting to find it again would be extremely difficult.    

    

Since he had obtained the Sumeru Bracelet, Feng Yimo did not plan to stay in Copper Sparrow Village any longer and wanted to leave. Who knew that Cheng Qian would kneel in front of him and kowtow with his head, saying, "Sir, please wait. This lowly one has a request."    

    

Feng Yimo looked at Cheng Qian. "You want to cultivate?"    

    

Cheng Qian was shocked. How did he know what I was thinking? Yes. Master was a deity. He could naturally see through everything. He was so impressed that he prostrated himself on the ground. "Reporting to Celestial Immortal, this lowly one indeed has the desire to cultivate. I wonder..."    

    

"You can't. Firstly, he was too old and missed the best time to cultivate. Secondly, you don't have medicinal Spiritual Roots and can't cultivate." Feng Yimo didn't wait for Cheng to finish speaking and directly interrupted him.