The Three Worlds

"Wind Clan, you...what are you doing? Stop this iron chain quickly. My original power will be drained!"

A horrified voice suddenly sounded.

This voice is familiar to everyone, it is the ‘Shanbai’ of the Goat Clan.

Before, this guy was complimenting the Wind Clan, but he never expected that less than a quarter of an hour later, he would be scolding the Wind Clan thousands of times in his heart.

"Shanbai, didn't you just say that you would remember my kindness? You said that you would do your best to help me when I was in need. I need you now!"

A cold voice slowly spread.

"you……"

Although Shan Bai was in the altar, blocked by the silver light curtain and could not see his expression, at this moment, everyone could hear the deep panic in his voice.

Obviously, he was frightened.

"Master Feng Yushu, you...what are you doing?"

Shanbai said with a trembling voice.

"It's nothing, I just regard you as nourishment, and prepare to use your blood, origin, and avenue to feed my Devouring Avenue!"

Although Feng Yushu said it in an understatement, the moment his voice spread, it immediately exploded.

"What?"

"You want to use our blood, origin, and power of the avenue to feed your swallowing avenue?"

"No!"

"This is not allowed!"

"Ah...you, you actually mastered the legendary Devouring Avenue?"

"When did a being that swallowed the avenue appear among the Wind Clan?"

Sounds of panic echoed.

The great emperors of all races who were trapped in the altar began to become anxious at this time.

They were like ants on a hot pot. While making sounds of panic, they desperately attacked the silver light curtain around them.

However, no matter how terrifying their power is, when they hit this light curtain, they only create ripples.

"Everyone, this is an altar made of Baihai Tianjin. It is equipped with a special formation. Not to mention that you are just ants under the seventh heaven. Even if the master of the eighth heaven comes, you will not be able to break it for a while."

The corners of Feng Yushu's mouth raised slightly, and his expression was full of disdain.

"You...who are you?"

Shanbai looked extremely desperate, and even as he was struggling to his death, he still did not forget to question Feng Yushu's identity.

"You are not qualified to know my identity!"

Feng Yushu's whole body suddenly revealed a noble aura, which spread out and suppressed the hundreds of emperors in the altar.

"It is your honor to die in my hands. I don't mind that your original power is dirty and despicable. What qualifications do you have to refuse to be swallowed by me?"

boom!

The iron locks in the first altar unfolded and turned into a formidable face. It looked a bit like a stone lion, but if you look closely, it looked like a giant tiger. When you looked again, you found that this face was shaped like a glutton.

Bang!

A sound of flesh and blood crumbling was heard.

In the first altar, Shan Bai's head was bitten off by this unpredictable face.

"Ah... Devil, you... you are simply a devil..."

Click!

A shrill scream came to an abrupt end.

Shan Bai's soul just let out a horrified roar, and before he could react, he was swallowed by this face.

There was a rumble.

Between the sky and the earth, blood clouds condensed, and a goat fell rapidly.

At the same time, another golden light of luck fell and was directly swallowed by Feng Yushu.

"Not bad, it tastes pretty good!"

Feng Yushu chewed it gently, and the aura on his body suddenly exploded, directly breaking through from the Tao Yun realm of the sixth heaven to the immortal emperor of the seventh heaven.

"It's boring to break through just after eating one. If you start hunting later, you probably won't get that much luck reward."

The emperors of all races in the hundreds of altars took a deep breath.

"What?"

"Feng Yushu, do you want us to eat them all?"

"You... you are simply a madman. Your Wind Clan killed so many great emperors of all races at once. Can you withstand the anger of the race behind us?"

Countless voices of shock and anger echoed.

"I have to bear the wrath of the race behind you? Are you kidding me?"

Feng Yushu glanced at the emperors of all races trapped in the altar and said indifferently.

"You all died while exploring Trapped Dragon City. Being killed by the ancient formation, what does it have to do with my Wind Clan?"

hiss!

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of countless strong men changed.

"You are so vicious!"

A great emperor of the Bird Tribe roared hysterically.

"Even if I die, I won't let you get what you want!"

boom!

There was a loud explosion, and the great emperor of the Asuka tribe directly detonated his original world.

"Haha... So what if you self-destruct? We, the Wind Clan, have spent so much effort to trap you here, so naturally we are prepared to guard against this move."

Feng Yushu looked disdainfully, looked at the original world exploding inside the altar, and gently grabbed it.

boom!

The entire altar suddenly shook, escaped from the aperture, and flew directly into Feng Yushu's hands.

"Swallow the avenue and refine it!"

As soon as a light drink spread, the entire altar melted directly, like a drop of spiritual liquid, directly integrated into Feng Yushu's body.

"This...how is this possible?"

Shi Wuao took a breath of air, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Not to mention how violent the power of the self-detonation of the Flying Bird Clan Emperor was, the material of this altar, ‘White Sea Sky Gold’ alone, was not something that an ordinary emperor could refine.

But now, Feng Yushu melted this altar made of ‘White Sea Sky Gold’ into a drop of spiritual liquid in front of countless powerful people, and refined it into his body.

In a flash, it became a part of his cultivation.

Such means were simply unheard of and terrifying.

“What a great way to devour!”

Su Chen was also shocked in his heart, and his eyes moved and fell on the light circle.

Indistinctly, he could see that on the altar that was rotating rapidly in this light circle, a rune was flashing.

And these runes were exactly the runes that Feng Yushu had people imprint outside the dungeon entrance that they had seen before.

“Hmm? Ten thousand runes transmission, so that’s it!”

Su Chen’s eyes flashed with cold light, and he immediately saw the clue.

“This guy, the real purpose is not to devour these ten thousand clan emperors!”

Hearing this,

Shi Wuao was startled.

"What's going on?"

He stared at Su Chen blankly.

But Su Chen ignored him, and stared at the altar rotating in the halo.

At this moment, not only Su Chen, but also countless strong men hiding in the dark were also paying attention to the rapidly rotating altars in the sky.

"This is wrong!"

"The flashing runes on the altar seem to be drawing the original power of the emperor inside, but they did not pass this power out!"

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