Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

The Soul Devouring Insect was lying on top of the Silver Wolf, desperately devouring its demon soul. The Silver Wolf raised its head and let out a miserable cry. It was in such pain that it rolled all over the ground, trying to crush the Soul Devouring Insect. Unfortunately, as long as the Soul Devouring Insect was attached to its body, it would be very difficult to get rid of it.    

    

The other crippled Wolf King was shocked. He immediately turned around and ran down the mountain. This time, Feng Yimo hated it to the core. He opened his mouth and shouted. The Black Scale Needle pierced into the crippled Wolf King's neck like lightning. It fell down, and its snow white body quickly turned black and rotten. Soon, it turned into a pool of black water. The poison of the Black Scale Needle was not something he could resist!    

    

Waaa! The medicinal Silver Wolfs were entangled by the medicinal Soul Devouring Insects and rolled about in pain. Finally, they knelt in front of Feng Yimo and begged for mercy. Feng Yimo thought about it and waved his hand to stop the medicinal Soul Devouring Insects from devouring his demon soul. He said, "If you want to live, release your demon soul and let me keep the medicinal Divine Sense Imprints and await this lord's orders!"    

    

The Silver Wolf was already a high grade third grade demon beast and should be able to advance to the fourth grade very soon. Naturally, it was unwilling to listen to human orders. After a slight hesitation, Feng Yimo coldly snorted and ordered the Soul Devouring Insect to continue devouring its demon soul. The Silver Wolf immediately kowtowed and begged for mercy. It opened its mouth and a green mini Silver Wolf demon soul flew out from its mouth. The Soul Devouring Insect was about to pounce on it when it was stopped by Feng Yimo. The Divine Sense flew out and left a mark on the Silver Wolf's demon soul. A single thought could make the Silver Wolf wish it was dead!    

    

Putting away the Soul Devouring Insect, Feng Yimo turned around and sat on the back of the Silver Wolf. After coming down from the mountain, the snow wolves all retreated and turned around to escape.    

    

When the snow people saw that Feng Yimo had actually subdued the Silver Wolf, they were all dumbfounded. The Celestial Immortal was too powerful. The surviving snow men knelt down and kowtowed under the High Priest's lead.    

    

Feng Yimo jumped down from the medicinal Silver Wolfs and helped the High Priest up. He looked at the ruins of the tribe and asked, "What plans does the High Priest have?"    

    

The High Priest looked at the remaining clansmen. Each of them was covered in injuries. Only the women and children inside were not injured. However, they were also trembling all over. A sudden attack had caused the Wuhee Tribe to suffer heavy casualties. 70% of them had died!    

    

"Celestial Immortal, I have a presumptuous request. I hope the Celestial Immortal agrees!" The high priest knelt down once again. "I beg Celestial Immortal to escort us to the Peiyan Tribe 5,000 miles away. Now that the Wuhee Tribe is extinct, we can only rely on the other tribes to survive!"    

    

Feng Yimo looked at the pairs of eager eyes. He pondered for a moment and nodded. "Alright, I promise. "Get ready as soon as possible. We will leave now."    

    

"Thank you, Celestial Immortal, thank you, Celestial Immortal!" The High Priest was overjoyed. He immediately got up and ordered his clansmen to pack their things.    

    

Feng Yimo put away the Bone Puppet, took out the Cyan Light Crescent Wheel, chopped down two big trees, pulled out the tree bark, and twisted it into a rope. He cut the trees into thin boards and tied them into a snow plow. He ordered the Silver Wolf to call a few snow wolves over and put the ropes on the snow wolves' bodies. The snow people's goods, children, women, and wounded people could all sit on the ropes.    

    

Although the snow wolves were unwilling, they had to lower their heads under Wolf King's pressure.    

    

Feng Yimo put away all the snow wolves' bodies on the ground. Then, he blasted out a big hole and buried the snow people's bodies. The high priest led his clansmen to the grave and shed tears to worship them. Then, he climbed the snow plow. This was the first time Ura and the others sat on the plow pulled by the snow wolf. They were both excited and timid, afraid that the snow wolf would turn around and bite off their necks. Feng Yimo smiled and hugged Ura, letting him sit on the Silver Wolf, and it was very stable.    

    

Regarding the injured snowman, Feng Yimo gave each of them a Blood Revival Pill. The wounds quickly formed scabs and stopped bleeding. The high priest was grateful. Ura opened his eyes wide and asked curiously, "Big brother, what did you give them to eat?"    

    

Feng Yimo took out a bottle and gave it to Ura. "This is a kind of panacea. It can quickly stop bleeding and treat injuries. I'll give you a bottle. If anyone is seriously injured, you can give it to them."    

    

"Thank you, big brother!" Ura put it away happily.    

    

The snow wolf was very fast. In the snow behind his knees, the snow wolf was dragging the snow plow. Its speed was faster than Foundation Establishment Cultivator's. It could run four hundred miles a day, which greatly reduced the traveling time.    

    

At night, the snow people lit a bonfire. They took out meat and roasted it. They set up tents to resist the cold. The atmosphere was sad and solemn. The night before, they had been singing and dancing to their heart's content. Today, there were only 30 people left. If Feng Yimo hadn't rushed back in time, the entire family would have been eaten by the snow wolf.    

    

Feng Yimo sat cross-legged and secretly breathed in. The Silver Wolf obediently sat on the side and didn't dare to cross over.    

    

Feng Yimo opened his eyes and took out a Third Grade sea monster corpse and threw it to the Silver Wolf. The Silver Wolf was stunned and raised its head to take a bite. The other snow wolves saw this and drooled, but they did not dare to go forward. Feng Yimo thought for a moment and threw out a few snow wolf corpses. The snow wolves immediately swarmed over and ate their own kind.    

    

Nothing happened overnight. The next day, the wind and snow suddenly increased. Nothing could be seen within a hundred feet radius. If Feng Yimo was alone, he could use the Divine Sense to walk out of the snow area, but there were still a few snow plows. He didn't dare to take the risk, so he discussed with the High Priest and waited until the storm stopped before leaving.    

    

Although the High Priest was in a hurry to rush to the Peiyan Tribe, the wind and snow were so strong that it was very easy to lose his direction, so he could only listen to Feng Yimo's suggestion.    

    

Since he had nothing to do, Feng Yimo called the High Priest to his tent and asked him about the totem power.    

    

The high priest was grateful to Feng Yimo for saving him many times. He told Feng Yimo everything about the totem power and explained it in detail.    

    

Every Snowman tribe worshipped their own totem. For example, the Wuhee Tribe worshipped the Moon God. Therefore, the totem looked like a full moon and a crescent moon. The snowmen used their blood as a medium. Together with their unique incantations, they drew the totem and imprinted it on the Snowman warrior's body. This allowed the Snowman warrior to temporarily possess extraordinary abilities. Of course, the Snowmen had to mature before they could withstand the power of the totem. Otherwise, their bodies would explode and they would die!    

    

Feng Yimo nodded. He had seen the power of totems before. It could actually double the power of the snowmen and increase their strength. He felt that the power of the totem was somewhat like some kind of simple Spirit Gathering Formation. It was also something different than the Spirit Gathering Formation.    

    

He took out the beast bone that the High Priest had given to him. He looked at it and asked, "High Priest, what is this?"    

    

The High Priest respectfully took the animal bone and carefully rubbed it. He seemed to have fallen into deep memories. After a long time, he said, "Four thousand years ago... The Wuhee Tribe was a large tribe with tens of thousands of people. There were hundreds of priests at the level of Bright Priests. Everyone lived in harmony and worshipped the Moon Goddess. Every full moon night, they worshiped the moon. They worshipped the Moon Goddess. Relying on the essence of the moon to increase our combat strength, as long as there is the moon, This beast bone recorded the most powerful totem technique at that time - Shadow of the Moon. It was divided into Lunar Shadow Chopping. "The Shadow of the Moon is divided into Lunar Shadow Escape."    

    

Feng Yimo's expression changed. Just from the name alone, one could tell that it was very powerful. But why did they not use such a powerful totem technique, and instead declined from tens of thousands of people to more than a hundred people?    

    

The Great Officiator smiled bitterly and continued, " Does Celestial Immortal think that the Great Priestess mentioned by this old man is the same as this old man? Then you are wrong. "If you are a Snowman, you can be considered a High Priest, and a true High Priest is one level higher than you!"