Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

C779 The Shadow Race Had Reappeared



C779 The Shadow Race Had Reappeared

Lone Wolf, Hsu Mu, and Qing Yu looked at each other in dismay. Elder De was right. What right did he have to go? A tiny warrior could take their lives even with a gust of wind. If the monster that ambushed their boss attacked them, a thousand or ten thousand would not be enough to kill them. What right did he have to find someone?    

    

What gave Elder Ji and the others a headache was the appearance of the Demonic Charm Devil.    

    

The Demon Charm Devil was similar to humans, but it was the descendant of humans and zombies. Its body was as hard as iron, and it was good at disguising and shapeshifting. It appeared and disappeared without a trace, making people unable to guard against it.    

    

This time, if Feng Yimo had not discovered the martial artist he was impersonating, if he had been asked to launch a sneak attack, he would have suffered heavy casualties.    

    

But how did Feng Yimo, a martial artist, discover the Demonic Charm Devil?    

    

The key was that Feng Yimo had been sent flying, and his whereabouts were unknown.    

    

The wind outside the cave was raging, and even the Divine Senses were scattered. It was impossible to see too far. The atmosphere inside the cave was heavy. The Zixia Mountain had lost a Great Cheng cultivator, so they could not afford to be injured.    

    

Besides, after Feng Yimo was sent flying by the Demon Devil, he quickly used the Withering Mysterious Technique, and his Qi disappeared without a trace. The heavy snow covered his figure, and if one didn't see him with the naked eye, they wouldn't be able to see him at all.    

    

He floated in the air with the wind, and after the Demon Devil flew up, he quietly followed it. Although the Demon Devil was fast, it wasn't as fast as his Hundred Miles Step, and followed closely behind the Demon Devil.    

    

The Demon Devil faced the wind and snow. After flying for a thousand miles, it entered a valley of ice and snow, and disappeared without a trace.    

    

Feng Yimo appeared at the entrance of the valley and vigilantly looked inside. The strange thing was that the Great Wisdom Eye had lost its effectiveness and he could not see what was inside. He felt danger and left the ice valley without hesitation and returned to the front of the team.    

    

Seeing Feng Yimo appear, Lone Wolf, Hsu Mu, and Qing Yu heaved a sigh of relief. They rushed to Feng Yimo's side. Although they did not inquire about the process, the concern in their eyes moved Feng Yimo.    

    

"Liu Duansheng, come here for a moment!" Elder De called Feng Yimo to Elder Ji with a solemn expression. He said in a deep voice, "Liu Duansheng, how did you discover that the warrior was a fake Demon of Charm?"    

    

Elder Ji, Elder Pang, and Elder Bei all stared at Feng Yimo with burning eyes. If he was not careful, he would be doomed.    

    

On the way back, Feng Yimo had already thought of a countermeasure. His expression did not change as he replied, "I have been with fifteen martial artists in our team for nearly a year. I am very familiar with each person's aura. Because they are my brothers. I hope that everyone can smoothly complete the mission. If they return alive, they still need to be City Lords. I have always been paying attention to them. Before this, Deng Gang passed by me with a cold gaze. The aura is different. I've been in danger many times, and I've tried it. Who would have thought that I would actually be able to test it out? "    

    

Elder Ji and the others looked at each other after hearing this. However, they could not find anything wrong with it. What the others said was right. He was a Martial Highness, so it was reasonable for him to remember the aura of a person. Logically speaking, all of them were able to achieve this. However, they did not bother paying attention to those martial artists, as they thought that no one would leave alive.    

    

However, what had happened that night? Elder De was suspicious in his heart, but he did not reveal his suspicions in the end.    

    

"Alright, you can go back. If something like this happens in the future, let's warn them in advance!" Elder Ji waved his hand and let Feng Yimo leave.    

    

"Yes!" Feng Yimo cupped his fist and left.    

    

The cultivators looked at Feng Yimo's back and fell silent. In general, they should thank Liu Duansheng this time. If the Demon Devil were to launch a sneak attack, it might kill two or even more cultivators!    

    

The snow kept falling, as if it was pouring down from the sky. There were no signs of stopping. They could only stay in the cave. Elder Feng had set up several spirit restrictions at the entrance and arranged cultivators to guard it. Because the cave was narrow, the puppet warriors were kept by the cultivators of the five big sects. Elder Ji and the others were at the very back.    

    

The cave was frighteningly quiet. They did not even have lunch.    

    

At night, the warriors were starving. They all looked at Feng Yimo. Feng Yimo came to Elder De's side and asked for permission. After getting permission, he started a fire in the cave to cook.    

    

The night passed quietly. The next day, the wind stopped and the snow stopped. They left the cave and continued their journey.    

    

Feng Yimo led the remaining twelve warriors in the middle. There were cultivators protecting them from the front and back.    

    

The group walked safely for a day and traveled five thousand five hundred miles. What surprised Feng Yimo was that they were not far from the Ice Valley where the Demon Charm Devil was hiding.    

    

Should they tell them that the Demon Witch was ten miles away from their camp?    

    

Because of the mountain, everyone went into the cave that was dug out of the mountain wall that night and felt more at ease.    

    

However, Feng Yimo's heart was hanging. Ten miles away, the Demon Enchantress arrived in the blink of an eye. The powerful Demon Enchantress could control a martial artist puppet. If there was a disturbance, it would definitely suffer a great loss.    

    

He wanted to tell Elder De a few times, but when he recalled the scene of Elder Ji and the others interrogating him yesterday, he endured it.    

    

It was night. Feng Yimo gathered Lone Wolf and the rest in a corner of the cave and looked at the cave entrance in high spirits.    

    

In the middle of the night, a Great Carrier Cultivator from Zixia Mountain stood up and walked towards the entrance of the cave.    

    

Feng Yimo hurriedly used the Great Wisdom Eye to observe this person. He was instantly stunned. He was actually going to inform them!    

    

No wonder no matter where they went, demon beasts, Ice Spirit Clan, and Demon Devil would chase after them. There was really a traitor! En? No, he was actually a member of the Shadow Clan!    

    

With the Great Wisdom Eye, Feng Yimo saw a golden shadow lurking in the depths of the cultivator's dantian.    

    

Why were the people of the Shadow Clan everywhere and hiding in the Zixia Mountain? They had reached the realm of a cultivator at the multiplication stage!    

    

How could he remind Elder Ji and the others?    

    

The Shadow Clan was hiding in the bodies of cultivators, so it was usually very difficult for them to be discovered unless they destroyed the cultivators' bodies and exposed the Shadow Clan. In addition, if they forcefully possessed the cultivators, the people of the Shadow Clan would have nowhere to hide.    

    

However, who could possess a grand cultivator of the multiplication stage?    

    

Feng Yimo was at a loss. That cultivator seemed to have noticed that he was looking at him. He stopped in his tracks and said, "Kid, accompany me out!"    

    

Feng Yimo was stunned for a moment, but he didn't dare to disobey the cultivator. He stood up and slowly followed the cultivator out of the cave.    

    

About 30 meters outside the cave, Elder Feng had set up a defense and illusion spiritual restriction. This spiritual restriction was a level seven spiritual restriction, which was the highest level of Elder Feng.    

    

"Elder, call me out. What do you want?" It seemed like Feng Yimo wasn't nervous at all, but his entire body was tense, and he was on guard against that cultivator.    

    

"You are very powerful!" The cultivator said something that left Feng Yimo slightly stunned. Just as he was in a daze, the cultivator suddenly made a move. A cold dagger suddenly appeared in his hand, aiming at Feng Yimo's throat.    

    


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