Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

The Wind Cave was once mentioned in the Nine Heavens Astral Wind Spell. It was one of the eight miracles of the Cultivation World. Without any reason, a bottomless hole would shoot out a strong gale that was indestructible! The Wind Cave, Fire Cave, Lei Zhe, Mu Lin, Golden Mountain, Mounds, Water Lake, and Cloud Sea were known as the eight miracles. It was because of their uncertain appearance that even if they met one, they would be considered lucky. And until now, no one could understand why the Wind Cave would release strong winds for no reason. The fire cave had never been extinguished.    

    

However, the lightning lake was full of lightning and lightning. Although it was only about an acre in size, there were no clouds. It was the best place for lightning cultivators to cultivate.    

    

In the forest, any spirit medicine that was difficult to cultivate would survive and be full of vitality. Even if one's lifespan was about to end, if one stayed in the forest, one would still be able to continue living!    

    

Gold mountains, hills, ponds, and clouds all had their own merits, but unfortunately, most of them were rumors. Very few people had seen it before. It was as if these eight great miracles were constantly changing positions. It was impossible to figure out the pattern.    

    

The Wind Cave in front of them was the best place to cultivate medicinal Nine Heavens Astral Wind Spells!    

    

Feng Yimo thought for a moment, then slowly took off his beast skin clothes, took off his green robe, and released six metal puppets to protect him. His naked body shook the medicinal Dragon-trapping Whips and fixed them on the ice pillar closest to the Wind Cave. The other part wrapped around his waist, and with a leap, he arrived above the Wind Cave. The cold wind immediately left scars on his skin, which was as hard as a low-grade magic treasure. Blood was dripping out!    

    

Feng Yimo hurriedly used the medicinal Nine Heavens Astral Wind Spells and absorbed the astral wind into his body. His entire body seemed to have been scraped by a steel knife. It was painful to the bone and made creaking sounds. His bones, which had just been modified by the Lingxiao Fruit, trembled violently. He looked like he could not hold on any longer. He was so scared that he could only hold on for thirty breaths of time. He pulled the Dragon-trapping Whip and flew to the edge of Wind Cave. He swallowed the healing pellet. Only after his injuries recovered did he jump back into the Wind Cave. He allowed the endless astral wind to sweep him up and down, swaying left and right.    

    

Fortunately, the cold wind was bone-piercingly cold. Blood flowed out, and before it flowed out, it turned into ice crystals and did not suffer any loss.    

    

This time, he persisted for forty breaths of time!    

    

This went on and on. After a day, even though he was exhausted, he could still persist for half an incense's time. At night, Feng Yimo rested, adjusted, and recovered behind the ice pillar beside the Wind Cave. The next day, he continued to cultivate with the cold astral wind in the Wind Cave.    

    

Seven days later, when Feng Yimo wanted to enter the Wind Cave again, there was no longer any wind in the ice pit. It became a cold pit.    

    

Feng Yimo sighed. After seven days of hard work, his body had reached the level of a middle-grade magic treasure. The Nine Heavens Astral Wind Spell, Fierce Wind Grand Perfection, had finally allowed his cultivation to enter the twelfth level of the Golden Core realm!    

    

Grabbing the Dragon-trapping Whip, Feng Yimo fell into the ice pit. He fell nearly 300 meters before landing on his feet. The ice pit was as smooth as a mirror. Without the Dragon-trapping Whip, he didn't know how to get up.    

    

The ice pit was filled with ice. Even with the protection of the Asura Black Core Flame, Feng Yimo's teeth were chattering. He suspected that this was the coldest place in the entire North Boundary Field. However, the Snowman Clan had said that the coldest place was the Extinct Soul Valley.    

    

Looking around, he could see everything underneath. A few bird skeletons landed in the middle of the ice pit. No one knew how long they had been dead. When they got closer, they found several Demonic Cores frozen on the ground. Feng Yimo released the Asura Black Core Flame, and in the time it took for an incense stick to burn, he melted the Freezy Ice and took the Demonic Cores. s belonged to Fourth Grade demon birds.    

    

Other than that, there was nothing else. Feng Yimo was a little disappointed. Thinking about it, it made sense. When the astral wind existed, everything would be torn into pieces. How could it still exist?    

    

Holding the medicinal Dragon-trapping Whip in his hand, With a slight shake, the Dragon-trapping Whip shrank. His entire body flew into the sky and landed on top of the Dragon-trapping Whip. Although the Lingxiao Fruit that the Deep Blue Ice Soul had seen before hadn't fully matured yet, it was still ninety percent ripe. Feng Yimo naturally wouldn't leave it behind. He picked it up and put it away. After leaving the ice pit, he continued on his journey to the north.    

    

...    

    

The Sea of Death that was covered in ice suddenly exploded. A pillar of water shot up into the sky. With a loud sound, the thick layer of ice seemed to have turned into paper paste. It could not withstand a single blow. The pillar of water fell, and a burly green-haired man came out. Right now, on the surface of the ice, his body swayed and he was walking in the air. It was as if there was something under his feet that was supporting him. He arrived on the frozen land. It was the Shark King who was rushing to North Boundary Field!    

    

Sensing the dense spiritual energy on the land, the Shark King's eyes revealed a greedy look. "How nice would it be if this land was mine? My people can absorb spiritual energy to their heart's content, and it will also increase their speed of cultivation."    

    

He had been in the sea for tens of thousands of years. He had long gotten tired of the environment there. He wanted to occupy the land all the time!    

    

"Forget it. We'll talk about this later. It's better to find the Rootless Iceheart Bamboo as soon as possible. Zhuo Ya's injuries can't wait any longer!" Anxiety appeared in the Shark King's eyes as he sped away. Half a day later, he appeared in front of a small city by the border.    

    

The population of this small town was not large. There were only about ten thousand people. It was set up near the Sea of Death by the Snow Mountain Sect. In order to break through the ice and fish to catch fish, the North Boundary Field was freezing cold. Apart from food that needed to be purchased from the Business Alliance, the other fish and meat were harvested from the sea and river, hunting wild beasts on the mountain.    

    

Shark King took a deep breath and sniffed the fresh human scent in the air. Slowly, his eyes lit up, filled with greed and drool. Demonic beasts loved to eat humans, especially cultivators!    

    

Ever since he silently swallowed a Snowman Tribe in the depths of the North Boundary Field ten years ago, that thirst for human flesh had been deeply rooted in his bones. Every year, he would come to the land to eat a few times, and it was out of control!    

    

Now, it smelled the familiar and tempting scent, and its heart was stirred, "Eat it, it's just a small city, no one will notice it!" Shark King licked his lips and muttered to himself. He quickly walked into the small city.    

    

The small city was packed with people. People were coming and going, and it was quite lively. Most of them were ordinary people recruited by the Snow Mountain Sect, and they were in charge of transporting goods. The closer he got to the crowd, the more intense the Shark King's desire for human flesh became. Its protruding fish eyes were emitting a greedy light.    

    

Bang!    

    

A muscular man carrying a sack of hemp crashed into the stunned shark king. He was immediately knocked back a few steps and fell to the ground. He screamed in pain and quickly got up. He pointed at the shark king and cursed. "You bastard, don't you have eyes when you walk? Do you know where this is?"    

    

The Shark King licked his lips with his red tongue and grinned. "This King walks like this. What are you going to do?"    

    

The muscular man was stunned. It was the first time he had seen such a rude and unreasonable person. "Hey, where did this idiot come from? How dare he call me 'This King'? If you are a 'King', I, your father, am going to call you 'This King'. "Brothers, beat this thing that doesn't know what's good for you!"    

    

As the burly man raised his arm and shouted, a few of his accomplices waved their fists and rushed towards the Shark King. Some passers-by secretly shook their heads. This green-haired fellow was unlucky. A fat beating was inevitable.    

    

However, the Shark King became excited. It raised its head and laughed. "You guys forced me to do this. No wonder This King can't be blamed! Suck!"    

    

The people who were watching the show saw the green-haired guy suddenly open his mouth and change. It was even bigger than a small house. Those guys who rushed up were all swallowed by the big mouth without a sound. They were all stunned.