Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

The two disciples of Qitian Palace who stopped Feng Yimo and Feng Yimo from leaving could not help but feel proud when they saw Feng Yimo retreat sensibly. A young cultivator with a mole on his left forehead said, "Did you see that? Our Qitian Palace's signboard is bright. Just one sentence and they ran away!"    

    

The cultivator on the right looked at Feng Yimo and Feng Yimo in the distance and said carefully, "Senior brother, do you know what their cultivation level is?"    

    

The person on the left said proudly, "No matter what level they are at, they have to circle their tails in front of Qitian Palace!"    

    

The person on the right nodded heavily. He was proud to be able to join Qitian Palace!    

    

The two of them were merely Foundation Establishment Late Period warriors!    

    

...    

    

Ghost Midwife took out a Soul Suppressing Tablet and injected some black magic power into it. The black wooden plate was glowing brightly and looked eager to give it a try. Moreover, the light was getting brighter and brighter. Clearly, the ghost energy was getting heavier and heavier.    

    

"Master, the ghost should be coming out soon." Ghost Midwife smiled evilly, "Those disciples of Qitian Palace are going to have bad luck!"    

    

Feng Yimo frowned. He was not happy with Ghost Midwife's gloating. Although the cultivators of Qitian Palace were rude and arrogant, they were still humans. Just as he was considering whether he should inform the cultivators of Qitian Palace, a large amount of black smoke suddenly emerged from a mountain stream in Wushan Mountain. A strong wind howled and rushed over, dragging the nearest Golden Core Cultivator of Qitian Palace into it. Without waiting for the other cultivators to save him, bones fell from the sky. In just a few breaths of time, all the flesh and blood of the man had been devoured by the black smoke, leaving only bones.    

    

"Evil demon, you dare to create a massacre in the territory of Qitian Palace. You are courting death!" Cultivator of the Nascent Infant Early Period, who had the highest cultivation base, roared. He took out a small red flag and waved it in the face of the strong wind. Red flames flew out from the flag and rolled toward the black smoke.    

    

However, a strange laugh came out from the black smoke. It suddenly spiraled and the red flame was sucked into the black smoke and disappeared without a trace.    

    

"Haha, the taste is not bad. It has been a long time since I have tasted such delicious food. Is there anything else?" Black smoke spread out in all directions, revealing a huge ghost head that was about fifty to sixty meters tall. It looked down at the group of Qitian Palace cultivators!    

    

The Nascent Infant cultivator was both shocked and angry. His flame flag had lost its effect. He had a lot of combat experience, and knew that besides flames, lightning was the best way to deal with ghosts. He quickly took out a blue talisman and threw it into the air. He struck out several Dao Arts, and the talisman was immediately activated. It released a ten meter long lightning bolt and struck at the ghost head!    

    

Feng Yimo narrowed his eyes. It was true that the Nascent Infant had chosen a low grade fourth grade Thunder Arc talisman, but it was too low. If it was a Fourth Level High Rank talisman, it might be useful.    

    

An explosive sound of thunder resounded in the sky above Wushan Mountain. The lightning struck the black smoke in half and instantly vanished.    

    

The Nascent Infant warrior heaved a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to order the other disciples to continue searching, the black smoke suddenly rose and wrapped around the two Cultivator of the Golden Core Late Period warriors, flying into the sky. The smoke dispersed, and the ghost head reappeared. It was the two Golden Core disciples that were in its mouth!    

    

Half of their bodies had been stuffed into the ghost head's mouth, and their four legs were kicking wildly. The cries for help could be heard, but it was unclear what they heard.    

    

Crack!    

    

Ghosthead closed his mouth without any hesitation. The two of them instantly broke into four pieces. Their upper bodies were chewed by Ghosthead and swallowed. Their lower bodies fell to the ground and blood sprayed across the sky!    

    

The two Foundation Establishment disciples who had shouted at Feng Yimo earlier had long turned ashen from fright. Their legs were shaking and they did not even dare to move.    

    

The Nascent Infant warriors of Qitian Palace were furious. How could he endure the continuous setbacks? He gritted his teeth and flipped his hands up. His four fingers were pointed upwards, and his thumb was pointed downwards. He supported his temples, and then he suddenly took a deep breath. All the spiritual energy in an area of a few hundred feet in radius around him entered his mouth, and then his entire body shriveled up, and he practically became a skeleton.    

    

"Ya!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"    

    

A beam of white light shot out from the mouth of a Nascent Infant warrior. It was like a level five medicinal Bone Puppet's Yuan Qi cannon, striking right at the ghost head!    

    

Boom!    

    

The ghost head was blasted into pieces, completely vanishing into thin air!    

    

Feng Yimo's pupils shrank. Was this a unique technique of Qitian Palace? It was powerful! It was much more powerful than his fire cultivation technique. However, although it was powerful, the side effects were too severe. That Nascent Infant warrior couldn't even stand steadily anymore. He was so withered that he looked like a skeleton. It seemed like he wouldn't be able to recover without three to five years.    

    

The two Golden Core disciples immediately went up to support the Nascent Infant warrior. The Nascent Infant warrior said with a trembling voice, "Quick, let's go!"    

    

Just as Feng Yimo was about to go up, Ghost Midwife quickly stopped him. "Master, there are ghosts too!"    

    

Feng Yimo was stunned. He opened his Heavenly Eye Pupil and looked over. He saw another cloud of thick smoke coming out of the mountain stream. It covered the entire mountain in an instant. Screams rose and fell. When the thick smoke condensed into a human shape, the original dozens of warriors all became motionless. Even the Nascent Infant warriors were no exception.    

    

As the mountain wind blew, everyone turned into ashes and scattered on the mountain.    

    

Thump, thump!    

    

The two Qitian Palace disciples at the foot of the mountain were so scared that they fainted.    

    

Feng Yimo's heart trembled. This was an extremely powerful ghost. Just as he was about to order Ghost Midwife to release the Soul Suppressing Tablet, a few streaks of light flew over from the horizon and arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye. The streaks of light dispersed and three men and two women appeared. They were both Nascent Infant warriors.    

    

The five of them looked at their fellow disciples who had turned into ashes. They were both shocked and angry. One of the Nascent Infant Late Period men pointed at a blurry ghost and shouted. What are you? Why are you so vicious, killing dozens of disciples of Qitian Palace in a row?"    

    

"Humph! They deserve to die! The Ghost King that this emperor subdued not long ago was actually killed by them! Do you think you should die? " The voice was low and ear-piercing, and it was very loud and clear, causing the ears of the five people to buzz.    

    

The Nascent Infant Late Period who spoke trembled as he looked at the ghostly figure in horror, "You are a Ghost Emperor?"    

    

"Hahaha, of course! This emperor is the Non-Phase Emperor who is ranked seventh among the ten great Ghost Emperors under the command of Emperor Fengdu! All of you, hurry up and die!" The black shadow angrily roared.    

    

Feng Yimo was startled. Previously, when he encountered Fierce Soul Ghost Emperor, he claimed to be one of the ten great medicinal Ghost Emperors. Why did he encounter another today? However, the Non-Phase Sovereign in front of him was obviously stronger than Fierce Soul Ghost Emperor.    

    

The Nascent Infant Late Period warrior took a step back, feeling scared. Ghost Emperor was equivalent to a human Soul Formation cultivator. Just the five of them were no match for him!    

    

"Senior Brother Tang, don't be afraid. We can use the Five Fortune Formation!" One of the two female cultivators saw that his senior brother wanted to retreat, so he quickly said.    

    

Senior Brother Tang composed himself. Just now, he was frightened by the name of the Ghost Emperor and secretly felt ashamed. With a wave of his hand, he took out a green array flag and said, "Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters, set up the Five Fortune Grand Formation. We will meet this Formless Ghost Emperor later!"    

    

"Yes!"    

    

The other four people responded in unison. The five of them formed a strange pattern, surrounding Formless Ghost Emperor in the middle. Other than the green array flag, the female cultivator who tried to persuade Senior Brother Tang to stick to a yellow flag, the other three were white, blue, and red flags.    

    

Five flags were thrown out by the five of them. In an instant, they became hundreds of feet big. The surrounding space was filled with flags. Green Wind Blades, yellow mountains, white pillars of light, blue ice arrows, and red fireballs submerged Formless Ghost Emperor within.    

    

Feng Yimo was shocked again. In the Ten Thousand Array Formation, there was no name of the Five Fortune Array Formation. It seemed that he couldn't underestimate any sect.