Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

As soon as Haishi arrived, there was a knock on the door, followed by Pann Ying's polite voice. "Fellow Daoist, it's time for us to leave."    

    

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Lost Abyss was located in Lost Abyss. Three hundred miles northeast of Gu Yue City, Lost Abyss was like the mouth of a giant monster, waiting for its prey to come to its doorstep. On the upper layer of the abyss, a thick layer of smoke lingered. Feng Yimo's Divine Sense landed on it. It was just like what Pann Ying said, it could not penetrate it.    

    

The two of them retracted their light and landed on the edge of Lost Abyss. A huge stone monument more than twenty feet tall stood on the side. On it were written three big words: Lost Abyss!    

    

"Brother Pann Ying, why is this place called Lost Abyss?" Feng Yimo asked curiously.    

    

Pann Ying's expression was serious as he said, "Three thousand years ago, this was just an ordinary abyss. Suddenly, one day, smoke that could block a cultivator's Divine Sense gushed out from the abyss and was named Mi Luo Smoke by later generations. Some people accidentally went inside and obtained some treasures. However, some cultivators later went inside to search for treasures, and two or three out of ten came out. The others all disappeared into the abyss, which was why they were called Lost Abyss."    

    

"So that's how it is. It looks like there are dangers everywhere!" Feng Yimo looked at Pann Ying with a faint smile and said.    

    

"Haha, as long as there are treasures, there will be danger." Pann Ying said.    

    

"Brother Pann Ying, what kind of skill do you practice?" Feng Yimo suddenly asked.    

    

Pann Ying was stunned. He looked unhappy and said, "Fellow Daoist, don't you know it is impolite to ask about other people's cultivation techniques? I haven't asked you about any of your secrets from the beginning, have I?"    

    

Feng Yimo quickly bowed and said, "I'm sorry, I was reckless."    

    

Pann Ying snorted and jumped down to Lost Abyss. Feng Yimo smiled faintly and jumped down as well.    

    

Just as he entered Lost Abyss, Feng Yimo circulated the Yin-yang Spell, because he had long discovered that other than isolating medicinal Divine Senses, Mi Luo Smoke was also like the Sea of Death's seawater, quietly and subtly absorbing the vitality of his body!    

    

After falling several hundred meters, his feet finally landed. In the sparse Mi Luo Smoke, Feng Yimo saw Pann Ying waving at him and followed.    

    

"Fellow Taoist Feng, let's head straight to the Goldbiter Rats' nest. After we catch the Goldbiter Rats, we'll go look for the black crystal diamonds. How about that?" On the way here, Feng Yimo took the initiative to tell Pann Ying his own name. Otherwise, Pann Ying wouldn't be able to call him by his name. He couldn't possibly call him by his friend's name.    

    

"Alright, we will listen to you, Pann Ying!" Feng Yimo said.    

    

Pann Ying nodded in satisfaction and led Feng Yimo to the northeast.    

    

Along the way, they encountered piles of bones from time to time. It was obvious that the cultivators who had entered the Lost Abyss to search for treasures had fallen here. They had died in the wilderness, and not a single person had been buried alive.    

    

Feng Yimo sighed. He swept his sleeves and put away all the bones. He would find a place to bury them after he left the Lost Abyss.    

    

Pann Ying sensed Feng Yimo's strange actions and asked in surprise, "Fellow Taoist Feng actually has a hobby of collecting bones?"    

    

Feng Yimo smiled and said, "It's not that I like skeletons, but that I plan to let them rest in peace after I leave."    

    

Pann Ying gave him a thumbs up. "Fellow Daoist is benevolent and righteous!"    

    

The deeper they went, the denser the Mi Luo smoke became. They could not see anything clearly from 30 meters away. The two of them could only maintain a distance of 15 meters, one in front and one behind, and carefully move forward.    

    

Because the Divine Sense could not penetrate the smoke, they could not foresee the danger. Both of them took out their magic treasures. Feng Yimo found that the magic treasure Pann Ying was using was a goose feather scythe. It looked quite strange, but it was a middle-grade magic treasure. It must be quite powerful.    

    

Keke!    

    

Two eerie cries that caused one's hair to stand on end sounded out. Then, four eyes that emitted a dark green light appeared in the black Misty Cloud Smoke. The owners of those eyes were two monsters that were ten feet tall and had long gray fur all over their bodies. They looked a little like wolves, but they were different from wolves. They did not have a tail, and their heads were ridiculously large. They occupied one-third of their bodies, and their auras were powerful and fierce. They had reached the level of a low-level Third Grade demon beast.    

    

"Fellow Taoist Feng, we will each take one person. We need to finish this battle as soon as possible!" Pann Ying said with a serious expression. He had already launched an attack at a monster. Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! The goose wing scythe flashed and flew out with a swoosh. It quickly chopped at the monster's head.    

    

Feng Yimo did not want to be outdone. He pointed his finger, and the Falling Leaf Chopping above his head let out a buzzing sound. It was as fast as lightning. It cut through the layers of smoke and headed straight for the monster's head.    

    

The monster seemed to have sensed the power of the Falling Leaf Chopping. It jumped up and dodged the attack of the Falling Leaf Chopping, which surprised Feng Yimo.    

    

On the other side, Pann Ying's Yanchi Sickle was sent flying by the monster's sharp and hard claws. The monster opened its mouth like a millstone and bared its dagger-like teeth as it charged at Pann Ying's body.    

    

"Evil creature, how dare you!" Pann Ying was furious. He shouted and formed a seal with his hands. The two wings on the Sickle of Goose Wings flapped and its speed suddenly increased. Before the monster's huge mouth could touch his body, it heavily struck the back of the monster.    

    

Roar!    

    

The monster screamed and spat out thick smoke from its mouth. The smoke turned gray and a thick aura of death spread out. Pann Ying's heart skipped a beat and he did not dare to approach it. He quickly retreated and warned, "Fellow Taoist Feng, be careful!"    

    

Feng Yimo understood what he meant. He patted the Storage Bag and the saber gourd flew into the air. He stretched out his hand and pointed the saber gourd downwards. Eighteen Flying Daggers flew out in a row and formed a sword formation, shooting towards the monster that was pouncing at him.    

    

Although the Flying Daggers were only high-grade spiritual tools, they formed a circular sword formation that was much more powerful. Moreover, it was very large and the monster could not dodge.    

    

The monster roared and actually opened its mouth to bite at the medicinal Flying Daggers! Feng Yimo sneered in his heart. Even if it was a high-grade spirit artifact, it was not something that a mere monster could shake. His index finger pointed at the void, "Quick!"    

    

The eighteen Flying Daggers immediately changed positions and turned into a long blade. It shot into the monster's mouth and flew out from the back of its head! The combined Flying Dagger had actually turned into a low-grade magic treasure!    

    

The monster wailed and fell to the ground. Pann Ying's eyes twitched at the side. This kid's combat strength was actually so formidable. Moreover, the medicinal Divine Senses were powerful enough to control two magic treasures at once. It could not be underestimated!    

    

Pann Ying was unwilling to let Feng Yimo get rid of the monster first. With a flip of his wrist, a treasure appeared in his palm. It was thrown out, forming a huge net that coincidentally wrapped around the monster that pounced over. It could not move at all. The goose wing sickle flew over and chopped off the monster's head!    

    

Pann Ying put away the Yanchi Scythe and the net. He cupped his fists at Feng Yimo and said, "Fellow Taoist Feng is good. I admire you!"    

    

Feng Yimo returned the greeting. "Brother Pan's net is good. Are you going to use it to hunt the Goldbiter Rats?"    

    

Pann Ying laughed. "Goldbiter Rats are extremely cunning and fast like lightning. If I don't use this Dou Cloud Pocket, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch it. Don't look at how the Dou Cloud Pocket is only a high-grade spirit artifact, but its materials are extremely tough. Ordinary magic treasures can't be damaged! Alright, let's hurry up."    

    

...    

    

The Goldbiter Rats' nest was more than ten miles away from the two of them. Along the way, the two of them had killed more than twenty monsters and consumed a lot of spirit energy. Therefore, under Feng Yimo's suggestion, the two of them stopped and rested for a while to recover their spirit energy.