Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

The lake continued to sink for several dozen meters, and the light dimmed. Fortunately, Feng Yimo still had the Heavenly Eye Pupil. Everything was clear to him. There were some mud and bones at the bottom of the lake. Judging from the size and appearance of the bones, there were even some of them from the Devil Clan.    

    

Presumably, the Devil Clan had also discovered this place, but they were scared away by the strange five-headed snake, and some corpses were left behind.    

    

s and sending them to the bottom of the lake in all directions. Among all the demonic insects, Soul Devouring Insects were the only demonic insects that weren't afraid of water or fire.    

    

At the same time, Feng Yimo released more than ten Third and Fourth Grade puppets to search together.    

    

The lake was just an ordinary lake. There was nothing special about it that could stop the Divine Sense, but it limited the distance between the Divine Sense and it. With Feng Yimo's current strength, the Divine Sense could only extend thirty miles to the bottom of the lake.    

    

He continued to move towards the center of the lake. He descended another hundred feet, and the pressure on him increased a lot. There were no longer any aquatic plants in the lake, but a few rare fish. The bottom of the lake was no longer mud, but stone.    

    

Suddenly, Feng Yimo saw a bluestone staircase. It was flat on the bottom of the lake. Feng Yimo thought his eyes were playing tricks on him. He spread out the Divine Sense and found that it was not a bluestone staircase, but a staircase that was ten feet wide and hundreds of steps extending towards the center.    

    

At this time, he received a message from the Soul Devouring Insect King in his sea of consciousness. He found several stone tablets more than 40 miles away.    

    

Feng Yimo ordered the Soul Devouring Insect King to gather all the Soul Devouring Insects at the stone tablets and wait for him. He sped along the bluestone stairs.    

    

One of the steps was more than ten miles long. At the end of the stairs was a square that was a hundred thousand feet in size. There were two other stone steps extending down from the left and right sides of the square. On the opposite side of the square, Feng Yimo saw a majestic palace that stood at the bottom of the lake.    

    

He didn't need to go to the palace. Standing on the square, he could feel the former glory of this place. The jade railings, the carved dragon paintings, and the stone steps of the arched bridge were all exquisite and exquisite.    

    

What made such a magnificent palace sink into a lake?    

    

Moreover, judging from the complete steps, square, and palace, they weren't damaged by external forces. Instead, they sank into the lake in an instant. What kind of powerful technique was this to drown this place in the lake?    

    

Even though they did not approach the palace, they could feel the gloominess and gloominess within the palace. The power of the gloominess was dozens of times stronger. If they guessed correctly, the palace was filled with vengeful souls!    

    

The place Soul Devouring Insect King mentioned was more than thirty miles away from the palace. Feng Yimo decided to go around the palace and take a look at the stone tablet before returning to explore the palace.    

    

However, before Feng Yimo could leave the square, a few ghosts came out of the palace and pounced at Feng Yimo with bared fangs and claws.    

    

Feng Yimo sneered. A mere ghost general dared to act so impudently. With a flick of his finger, a few black sparks flew out and burrowed into the ghost's body. They bloomed and turned into six different kinds of black fire lotuses. They burned the ghost into nothingness in an instant.    

    

However, countless ghosts rushed out of the palace and lunged at Feng Yimo crazily. Their eyes were empty and they had lost their intelligence. They were attracted by the Yang energy in Feng Yimo's body by instinct.    

    

Feng Yimo's shoulder shook slightly. A layer of black flame covered his entire body and burned fiercely. In an instant, he turned into a fire god and strode towards the palace.    

    

Since you are challenging me, let's see what you are first!    

    

Anyone who reached out to grab Feng Yimo's ghost, as long as they touched a little Asura Black Core Flame, they would ignite the fire and burn their bodies. They screamed and turned into ashes. They were fearless. They rushed over like moths to the flame. In the time for more than ten breaths, the thousands of ghosts that rushed out disappeared into the black flame.    

    

The palace gates were fifteen meters tall. It was a hundred feet wide, and the knocker was made of two ferocious lion heads made of high grade level three purple copper crystals. It was quite valuable.    

    

The gate was tightly shut. It did not rot because it had sunk to the bottom of the lake for so long. It was still vivid and majestic.    

    

Feng Yimo reached out his right hand and gently pressed on the door. With a slight force, the door slowly opened. The water flowed and formed a small whirlpool.    

    

Before Feng Yimo could walk into the palace, a huge ghost claw reached out and grabbed at his face.    

    

Feng Yimo was prepared. The Asura Black Core Flame turned into a Vermillion Bird above his head and pecked at the ghost claw.    

    

This was another change after the Asura Black Core Flame advanced to the fifth grade. The Vermillion Bird had completely materialized. Apart from the fact that it didn't have flesh or soul, it looked exactly the same as before. It could attack with its body.    

    

Puff!    

    

The Vermillion Bird pecked out a hole in the ghost claw, and flames spread out along the hole. In an instant, it burned along its arm, and a miserable shriek could be heard from behind the door.    

    

Feng Yimo strode in and saw a thirty feet tall giant ghost. One of its right arms had almost been burned off. In front of him was an old man with white hair and beard.    

    

Feng Yimo was stunned when he saw the old man. This old man didn't look like a ghost, but more like a human!    

    

"Fellow Daoist, please destroy this Spiritual Flame. We have no ill intentions." The old man suddenly spoke, which shocked Feng Yimo again. This ghost had retained its intelligence, but his words weren't trustworthy. They didn't have any evil intentions. Why were there so many ghosts attacking him?    

    

If it was an ordinary person without a Asura Black Core Flame, he was afraid that he would have already become one of them.    

    

Ghosts liked to absorb human Yang energy, and people without Yang energy would naturally turn into ghosts and die.    

    

"Old sir, if there is no malice, could the attack just now be a joke? If I didn't have this Spiritual Flame, hehe, I should be a dead man." Feng Yimo said coldly.    

    

The old man sighed and took a deep breath. His mouth swelled up as he aimed at the burning arm of the giant ghost and spat out a breath of cold air. The flame was forced to stop by the cold air and quickly shrank. However, it did not completely extinguish the old man's hope. Instead, it stubbornly reignited bit by bit. The old man was shocked. "What kind of flame is this?"    

    

Feng Yimo saw the old man exhale a breath of cold air and his breath became much weaker. He opened his mouth and sucked the remaining Asura Black Core Flames from the giant ghost into his stomach. The Vermillion Bird flapped its wings and landed on Feng Yimo's shoulder with some dissatisfaction. It pecked its feathers and did not even look at the old man.    

    

"Haha, what flame is important? How long has this old man been here? Why isn't he willing to reincarnate? Can he be a lonely ghost?" Feng Yimo said.    

    

The old man let out a long sigh. He looked at the palace and said, "I can't bear to leave this place. A good sect suddenly sank to the bottom of the lake. Tens of thousands of disciples died one after another. How could I not feel the pain? They have all turned into ghosts. I can't let them go. What's the difference between life and death? "    

    

Then, the old man recounted the cause and effect of the palace sinking to the bottom of the lake.    

    

Forty thousand years ago, there was no lake here, but a small mountain peak. Void Extinction Hall was the largest sect in a radius of ten thousand miles. There were more than twenty thousand cultivators and several Nascent Infant warriors. It was a harmonious place, and the development of the sect was flourishing.    

    

However, suddenly, one day, two figures appeared in the sky, fighting each other. Powerful magic power spread in all directions, and the mountain in the distance was easily crushed and torn apart by them.