Immemorial War God

The person in the painting looked at the unchanging expression on his face. He slowly raised his hand and clenched it tightly. The white strands of souls were extracted from those who fell down, and were quickly wiped clean before gathering towards the person in the painting.    

    

"Hiss!"    

    

The person in the painting raised his head with a face full of enjoyment as he absorbed the soul energy. The reason why she didn't immediately exterminate these people with Astral Soul Realm level 8 and above earlier was so that she could devour their powerful souls.    

    

Right now her strength was already comparable to Astral Reaching Realm, so any soul power below the eighth level of Astral Soul Realm was no longer of much use to her, and naturally, it was directly eliminated. However those at the eighth level of Astral Soul Realm and above could increase her strength by quite a bit.    

    

Although the souls of these people at the eighth level of Astral Soul Realm and above were not enough for her strength to directly increase to the second level of Astral Reaching Realm, it had also greatly increased her foundation. In the past, when she could barely fight against someone at the first level of Astral Reaching Realm, she could only win against those who had just broken through the Astral Reaching Realm, and after absorbing these souls, she already completely possessed the power to kill anyone at the second level of Astral Reaching Realm or above, so she was not afraid of them!    

    

Seeing the person in the painting rapidly increasing his strength while being intoxicated, Mo Feng's eyes flashed, bringing up a few memories. In the outside world, there were a few strong practitioners who took the sides of the sword and started cultivating to nurture it.    

    

By relying on the power of the main body, these clones will be able to quickly increase the cultivation base. These clones will be able to seize all sorts of powerful resources, and once they become strong enough, they will be able to return to the main body. It will be extremely beneficial to the main body.    

    

If he was lucky enough to obtain a certain treasure, then that would be even more so.    

    

However, this method required a large amount of time and experience. Once a mind clone was destroyed, the damage to the body was not small either. The amount of time a mind clone needed to grow was even greater.    

    

There were only a few people who practiced this method of cultivation. Those who adopted the 'free' mode of cultivation all had an indifferent attitude. After cultivating, they would become stronger, and even if they didn't become stronger, they wouldn't care.    

    

The original intention of the person in the painting was to use a single thought to protect Ren Zhifeng, but now that Ren Zhifeng was dead, his power would continue to grow, and she would become stronger and stronger as she followed him. When that time came, returning to the original body would be of great benefit to the original body.    

    

The person in the painting had chosen him, and that was a mutually beneficial thing. On the way, Mo Feng did not lack the help of the person in the painting, and the person in the painting did the same.    

    

bang bang bang *    

    

One by one, the corpses fell into the lava. Mo Feng watched coldly as he gave the person in the painting a meaningful look, the person in the painting released a long and turbid breath and looked at Mo Feng, who nodded slightly. He crooked his finger at the lava, and in the next moment, dozens of storage rings flew out.    

    

Those people who had been directly killed by Mo Feng did not even manage to leave behind their storage rings. The toughness of their storage rings was famous, especially the one used by Astral Soul Realm, which could not even be considered damaged by Astral Reaching Realm. If one wanted to destroy a piece of space, it could be said that human beings could not do so.    

    

However, in the hands of Mo Feng, not only was it destroyed, it was even left with nothing.    

    

Mo Feng turned around and stored all of these storage rings. These were all storage rings that were at the late stage of Astral Soul Realm or even the peak level, the things inside could be imagined.    

    

This was a very big harvest, usually speaking of with so many Astral Soul Realm storage rings and souls giving them out, the harvest would definitely be very big, but it would not even be worth mentioning if the Heavenly Monarch's will was strengthened.    

    

Sensing the will of the Heavenly Monarch in the depths of his soul, Mo Feng slightly nodded his head. Under the nourishment of the jade plate, the will of the Heavenly Monarch was slowly growing, but it was even slower than a snail's crawl. However, Mo Feng was already satisfied with the progress, he was still far from the Heavenly Monarch.    

    

However, this did not mean that Mo Feng could use the will of the Heavenly Monarch without any limits. Whether or not the jade plate could always restore his will was something that could not be determined. The second reason why the will of the Heavenly Monarch was so precious was that the stronger the will of the Heavenly Monarch, the more unable it was to withstand the power contained within it, if he used it recklessly, forget about killing the enemy, if he was careless, he would himself be killed.    

    

After the person in the painting saw Mo Feng keeping the storage ring properly, he did not utter a word for a long time.    

    

"Why are you looking at me like that? Is it ugly? " Mo Feng turned back to look at the person in the painting and asked with a smile.    

    

"Yes, very ugly." The person in the drawing nodded his head as if it was a matter of course, and the corner of Mo Feng's eyes twitched, then he shrugged his shoulders. Right now, he was already the same as the ninety year old man in the mortal world, it was truly a little hard to look at.    

    

"Who exactly are you?" The expression of the person in the painting changed once again as he asked solemnly.    

    

"Me? Mo Feng. " Mo Feng was startled, and replied with a smile. The person in the painting stared straight at Mo Feng and did not say a word, as if telling Mo Feng that this was not the answer that she wanted.    

    

"There are some things that you should know better than to do. Even if your main body were to come, it would not be beneficial if you knew." Mo Feng's expression changed as he spoke coldly. Curiosity killed the cat, and some things, it was fine to keep it in one's heart. It was not a good thing to know too much.    

    

Seeing Mo Feng like this, the person in the painting shivered, stared at him and took a deep breath, then turned his eyes back. Without saying anything, he returned into his storage ring.    

    

After being reborn for so long, his power had been growing slowly for him. However, this kind of slowness was not without benefits, as it helped to build a solid foundation for an even stronger realm. When he reached a higher realm, his cultivation speed would also increase quite a bit.    

    

"Mo, Mo Feng."    

    

While he was lost in his thoughts, a cautious voice was heard. When he looked back, he saw the miser holding the puppet and looking at him carefully, not daring to come close.    

    

After using the will of the Heavenly Monarch, Mo Feng had lost all of his strength, he did not even have the strength to control the puppet.    

    

"Hurry up and help me up." The corner of Mo Feng's mouth rose as he scolded with a smile.    

    

The miser was startled, he stared at Mo Feng for a while, then revealed a relaxed smile, and immediately went to support Mo Feng.