Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

"Darling Feng, you are not an ordinary person. Your future achievements will be limitless. It is already enough for me to know you and become your woman. I hope you won't forget me!" Bai Yanshuang said faintly and sighed. "I do hope to be together with you. However, the Cold Legendary Dragon Clan is full of useless things and has a long way to go. I cannot escape. I can only cherish the time that we have. I hope you don't blame me!"    

    

Feng Yimo hugged Bai Yanshuang tightly. The weak woman carried such a heavy responsibility on her shoulders. He felt his heart ache. "Yan Shuang, don't worry. I will always stand on your side."    

    

"Thank you, Darling Feng."    

    

The two of them slept together. They stirred up all the energy in the surroundings. The next day, Feng Yimo embarked on his journey to the Southern Region of Demon Realm.    

    

With a ninth grade Scarlet Flame Tiger as his mount, he was fast and saved energy. However, after walking for a month, he finally walked out of the Northern Domain and entered the Central Domain. In the previous battle with Nine-tailed Fox Demon King, Feng Yimo did not let Chi Gang and Faang Rongrong fight because he did not want to reveal the fact that the two of them had been subdued. Otherwise, if Nine-tailed Fox Demon King told Nine-headed Snake Demon King, their clansmen would be in trouble.    

    

This time, not only did he have to work together with Golden Roc Demon King, he also had to secretly subdue the Bi Fang Clan and the Scarlet Flame Tiger Clan.    

    

The difference between the Central Domain and the Northern Domain was like heaven and earth. The Northern Domain was a world of ice and snow, the Central Domain was desolate, and the soil was dark red. What made Feng Yimo happy was that he finally saw a human.    

    

About seven hundred miles away from the border of the Central Domain and the Northern Domain, he saw a small village. After entering the human village, Chi Gang turned into a human. Otherwise, those villagers would be scared to death.    

    

In the village. In the village, there were only forty or so families living in low grass houses. The villagers were all pale and thin, and their eyes were dull. The entire village was filled with a lifeless atmosphere.    

    

Looking around, it was a wasteland. There were yellow and brown hills. Some low plants were growing weakly. Some fruits were hanging on the branches. A few children were picking the fruits with great effort.    

    

Those plants were covered in thorns. The children's bodies were riddled with scars from the thorns, but they did not care at all.    

    

Feng Yimo saw that the children were struggling. With a wave of his hand, the fruits on the plants flew down and fell all over the ground. Those children pounced on them like a swarm of bees and snatched them away.    

    

The remaining five or six years old child was slow. He did not grab anything and cried out in panic. Feng Yimo magically took out a fist-sized peach and handed it to the child. "Little brother, this is for you!"    

    

The child looked at it and seemed to feel that this was better than a wild fruit. He grabbed it and opened his mouth to bite it. Immediately, he cried out happily, "It's so delicious! It's so delicious!"    

    

Feng Yimo saw that among the thorny bushes, there were thorns. He waved his hand and took it. He wiped it and put it in his mouth to take a bite. He quickly spat it out because the fruit was bitter and astringent. It was difficult to swallow, but the children still ate it with great interest.    

    

The children took two bites. They seemed to have thought of something and stopped eating. Instead, they turned around and ran back to a thatched cottage. He passed the peach to a four or five-year-old girl who was playing on the ground. "Little sister, eat it. This is delicious!"    

    

Feng Yimo was a little touched. He sighed and took out another peach. He walked into the little boy's house and handed it to the little girl. "She eats this. You eat it!"    

    

The little boy became happy and quickly took it for his sister. He did not say thank you. Perhaps in his heart, there was no such thing as thank you.    

    

"Sir, can you give us some more food?" A skinny man walked out of the thatched cottage. He was about thirty years old, but he looked like he was sixty or seventy years old. His clothes were in tatters.    

    

Although Feng Yimo sympathized with them, he did not take out food blindly. Instead, he asked: "Brother, what is the situation here? Why is it so desolate?"    

    

The man sighed. "This is Little Tang Village. We have lived here for generations, relying on planting some cassava to make a living. Although we are not rich, we can fill our stomachs. However, humans have no status in Demon Realm. The purpose of living is to work for the demon race, and also to serve as their food. We all wish to be freed as soon as possible, but we can't bear to part with our children."    

    

Feng Yimo nodded. Through Zhong Lin and Han Shu's mouths, he understood the current situation of humans in Demon Realm. Cultivators serve the demon race, let alone these mortals. Just like what the man said, the purpose of living was to serve as the blood of demon beasts.    

    

But what could he do? Compassion was sympathy, but it helped more. Feng Yimo took out a piece of cooked meat and handed it to the man.    

    

The man's eyes lit up when he saw the cooked meat. He grabbed it and wolfed it down. He did not care about his son and daughter.    

    

Fortunately, the boy and his sister ate a big peach by themselves. They were no longer hungry.    

    

"Woo, uhh... The man ate a big piece of cooked meat. Suddenly, he covered his stomach with his hands. His face was in pain, and his eyes were filled with fear as he slowly fell down.    

    

Feng Yimo let out a long sigh. This man did not care if he ate or not. He had stuffed himself to death. It was true that he could save this man, but who would save him the next time?    

    

The little boy was scared when he saw his father. He threw the peach in his hand onto his father's body. "Dad, Dad, what's wrong? Dad!"    

    

Feng Yimo pulled the little boy up. "Your dad is dead. He's stuffed to death."    

    

"No, you are lying. My father will not die! My father will not die!"    

    

The little boy cried and shouted. He broke free from Feng Yimo's hand and laid on the man's body. He shook it hard. He did not see the smile of relief on the man's face.    

    

Feng Yimo waited for the little boy to cry enough and said, "Your father is dead. From today onwards, will you and your sister follow me?"    

    

He wanted to send the two of them into the Sumeru Bracelet. That place could let them live a carefree life for the rest of their lives.    

    

"You are a bad person. You are the one who caused my father's death!" The little boy stared at Feng Yimo with hatred in his eyes. He shouted at the top of his lungs, "You are a bad person!"    

    

Feng Yimo shook his head with a bitter smile. He waved his hand and the little boy and his sister disappeared. When they opened their eyes, they saw a green grassland. The air was fresh and there were wild beasts running out from time to time. In the distance, there was a wide river. The wooden house Qing Yu and the others built was still there. The little boy immediately forgot his hatred and pulled his sister to run over.    

    

Behind the wooden house was a garden. There were many vegetables and two fruit trees. The peaches Feng Yimo took out were plucked from them.    

    

"Wow, this is great!" The little boy smiled. He was very happy. He looked at Feng Yimo who was following him. "Brother, do you want us to stay here?"    

    

Feng Yimo nodded. "Of course."    

    

"That's great. Can you let the other children of our village come too?" The boy looked at Feng Yimo with hope.    

    

Feng Yimo nodded again. "Sure!"    

    

After he finished speaking, he disappeared with a swoosh. In the next moment, all the children who had fought for the fruits earlier appeared in the Sumeru Bracelet. When they saw everything clearly, they were all stunned.