Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

As soon as he said that, the atmosphere became tense. Even Di You and Ying Loong, who had supported Elder Pang just now, were shaken. If the cultivators of the Ao Lai Province were to beat them to it, their efforts would all be in vain. So many people had died in vain.    

    

"Elder Pang! ..." Di You opened his mouth, his meaning very clear.    

    

Elder Pang sighed. He did not expect that a simple sentence would shake Di You and Ying Loong. He glared at him. "You won!"    

    

"Hahaha, good. Elder Pang is a hero. Let's go!"    

    

By the time the group from the six great sects returned to their previous positions, five days and five nights had already passed. Elder Ji and the others had fallen far behind.    

    

...    

    

Because they had safely crossed the Gagon Mountain Range, everyone was in a good mood. They were very grateful to Feng Yimo.    

    

However, Feng Yimo's heart was filled with shock.    

    

The sudden appearance of a huge group of demon beasts, and the sudden appearance of an unknown demon beast that swallowed a cultivator of the Great Carriage Realm, made this trip even more complicated and dangerous.    

    

What kind of secret was the Death God Domain? Not only did the six major sects join in the fun, even demon beasts appeared under someone's control. He didn't believe that those demon beasts came here because he had nothing to do.    

    

The demon beasts that could swallow the cultivators of the Great Carriage Realm were either at the high eighth or ninth grade. They were invincible. How could these people be a match for them?    

    

He liked all kinds of treasures, but he didn't like to exchange his life for them. He didn't like to face ignorant dangers.    

    

Therefore, he was now fully focused. Every step he took was cautious, and at the same time, he was ready to escape at any time.    

    

His Limb Proficiency was his final trump card for taking risks.    

    

After walking for more than ten days, the snow began to disappear and was replaced by layers of ice. The temperature was so low that it made people's breaths turn into ice. If he stood still, he would be frozen in less than an incense stick of time!    

    

Just as the martial artists could not bear it, Elder De took out twelve talismans and patted them on each martial artist's body.    

    

The talismans were red and emitted a continuous flow of heat that flowed into their bodies and drove away the cold.    

    

Everyone hurriedly thanked Elder De. They did not expect him to be so thoughtful.    

    

The road ahead was even more arduous, but no one complained. They all gritted their teeth and walked forward.    

    

Because the road was slippery, it was even harder to walk. Every step was slippery, cultivators wanted to fly, but there was no way to fly here, they could only measure the distance step by step with their legs.    

    

If Feng Yimo could boldly recover his magic power, then what he needed to do was to release the Puppet Beast and let it carry him forward.    

    

Why weren't those cultivators like this? Did they not think of this? It shouldn't be!    

    

But why didn't they release medicinal Puppet Beasts?    

    

Feng Yimo didn't understand, so he didn't waste his time thinking. He led everyone and continued to move forward in the direction that Elder Ji had said.    

    

Elder Ji said that the destination of this trip was a mountain near the north of the Death God Domain. This mountain was called the Duzhuo Mountain. It was 88,000 feet tall and covered an area of more than 10,000 acres. It was a world of ice and snow. No one knew what exactly was on the mountain, because no one had heard from anyone who had come to the mountain. Only the stone tablet at the foot of the mountain had the words "Duzhuo Mountain" engraved on it, and only then did anyone know its name.    

    

After more than a thousand years of observation, they discovered that a mysterious cave would appear in the middle of the mountain every ten years. At that time, the air would no longer be cold, and the snow would start melting. However, the appearance of the cave could only last for one month. If they did not come out in one month, then those who entered the cave would never be able to come out.    

    

There was still more than a month left before the opening of the cave.    

    

Hence, time was still rather tight.    

    

However, Feng Yimo used the Great Wisdom Eye Pass to track the elders and found that he did not tell them the truth.    

    

In Elder Ji's memory, no one had entered the cave, but State Sovereign gave him a brocade pouch before Huo Junshan left and ordered him to only open it when he reached the cave.    

    

In addition, Feng Yimo also suspected that the previous training in Zixia Mountain should be targeted at the cave. Otherwise, why would he need so many warriors?    

    

There was one more thing. Also, Elder Qi, who had betrayed Zixia Mountain, had mentioned 'Dragon-breaking Stone' in the Shadow Clan's lair. It must be in the cave.    

    

What exactly was in the mysterious cave? Feng Yimo's heart was full of expectation.    

    

On this day, just as everyone woke up in the morning and was about to go on their way, a shrill cry for help came from behind them.    

    

Because it was the wind, the cry for help could be heard from far away. The intermittent sound could be heard. Feng Yimo focused his gaze and saw that a hundred miles away, the people of the six major sects were surrounded by a group of ferocious demon beasts.    

    

Elder Ji and the others could not see the scene a hundred miles away. Although they heard the cry for help, they did not want to get involved. Just as they were about to give the order to leave, a sound flying sword pierced through the air and arrived in front of Elder Ji.    

    

Elder Ji flicked his finger and flicked the voice transmission flying sword into the air. Elder Pang's anxious voice came from inside. "Elder Ji, we are under the attack of the one-eyed man. Elder Ji, for the sake of the Homo Clan, please save us!"    

    

One-eyed clansman?    

    

Elder Ji, Elder De and the others were shocked. Why did such a rare race appear?    

    

One-Eyed Race was similar to the Ice Spirit Clan. They were considered a mutated race of the Homo Clan. They were born with only a pair of eyes. However, apart from acting as normal eyes, they also had a special ability. They could release a type of light pillar called Annihilation Light, which could kill all those of the same level. It was extremely powerful.    

    

What should they do?    

    

Elder Ji hesitated.    

    

"Elder Ji, they have been attacked by more than fifty demonic beasts with eyes on their heads. Three of them have died." Feng Yimo told Elder Ji what he had seen.    

    

Ah?    

    

Elder Ji was shocked. He leapt into the air and wrapped around Feng Yimo, rushing towards the direction of Duzhuo Mountain. Without caring about saving his energy, he said, "Let's go! Let's go!"    

    

The rest of the cultivators quickly rolled up one warrior each and dashed out.    

    

What a joke. More than fifty one-eyed clansmen, and they even killed three people. If they rushed over, it would be useless. If they couldn't save them, they would definitely be completely wiped out. At this time, it was the Dao of the dead Dao Friend, the Dao of the poor!    

    

In the battle a hundred li away, Elder Pang and the others were panting heavily. They were in a sorry state, and their magic power was gradually decreasing. However, the one-eyed clansmen in the surroundings were all extremely fierce, especially the single eye on their forehead. From time to time, it would emit strands of gray light, making it impossible for others to guard against it.    

    

Someone from the Cauldron Mountain Sect finally died. This made Elder Pang's heart bleed, feeling incomparable anger. What made him even more furious was that Elder Ji of Zixia Mountain must have received his distress signal flying sword at this moment. However, no one came to his aid after a long time. Were they just going to leave him in the lurch?    

    

However, Li's expression was also gloomy. He placed all of his hopes on the cultivators of the Zixia Mountain of the Ao Lai Province.    

    

However, after an hour, there was still no trace of them. This meant that there was no hope.    

    

His dead face revealed a trace of a cold smile. He looked at Cauldron Mountain Sect, Flying Immortal Palace, and Moon Lover Pavilion, who were desperately resisting, and secretly transmitted sound, causing the cultivators of the evil sects to gradually retreat.