Ancient Devouring Technique

Chapter 1117 I am a kind senior
"His corpse is also a treasure. Bring it back to the island and feed it to the spirit beasts. The island owner will definitely reward us!"

"Foolish! If we bring his body back to the island, his ring will definitely be taken back by the island owner. We should sell his body to those puppet masters!"

"Yes, his body is so strong, those high-level puppeteers and corpse refining masters will definitely pay a high price to buy it!"

"..."

Several young men and women talked for a while, and became more and more excited. They felt lucky that they had such a great harvest just by passing by the island.

"Okay, let's take off his storage ring and battle robe first!" said Zhang Feng.

He is at the fourth level of the Martial King Realm and is the leader of this trip.

Immediately, several people moved Ye Xuan's body.

But what shocked them next was that the charred corpse was actually extremely heavy. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't move it at all. Not even Ye Xuan could move it with one hand.

Zhang Feng roared and tried several times, but he couldn't move Ye Xuan's hand away, and he couldn't take off the ring on his finger.

"Damn it! Why is this corpse so terrifying? Is he a human or a ferocious beast?!" Zhang Feng shouted angrily.

"Brother, what should we do now?" Fu Ya recovered some of her energy. She looked at Ye Xuan's body and kicked him angrily. However, there was a 'bang' sound, as if she kicked an iron mountain. She screamed and her jade feet felt extremely painful.

Several young men and women were dumbfounded. It was as if there was a mountain of treasures in front of them, but they could not move or take this mountain of treasures away!
Zhang Feng's face was uncertain for a while. After a moment, he snorted coldly, "Since we can't take this body, we can only blow it up!"

The others nodded and could only blow up the corpse and take away the ring. As for the value of the battle robe and the body, they could only feel regretful.

Ye Xuan closed his eyes and pretended to be dead. He was speechless after hearing the conversation between several people.

"You prodigal sons, my body is so valuable, yet you want to blow it up." Ye Xuan thought to himself. He was too lazy to pay attention to these flies. He let them retreat and distance themselves, and displayed their martial arts one by one.

"Okay, let's attack together and try to blow him to pieces with one blow!"

Several people retreated a certain distance, gathered their strength, and circulated their energy, Zhang Feng said.

"Hmph, I still can't deal with one more corpse." Fu Ya suffered a great loss on Ye Xuan's "corpse" and was really angry.

Various knife skills, sword skills, boxing skills and other attacks all attacked Ye Xuan's body at the same time.

Feeling the attacks coming, Ye Xuan opened his eyes, which instantly turned dark, and he used the Sky-Devouring Pupil Technique.

Although these attacks could not hurt him and could only tickle him, Ye Xuan did not want to waste the energy of these Yuanli.

boom! boom!
The next moment, all kinds of attacks such as swords and sabers fell on Ye Xuan, and suddenly there was a radiant light.

But almost in the blink of an eye, all these attacks disappeared and sank into Ye Xuan's body without any fluctuations.

Although absorbing these attacks was insignificant to Ye Xuan's current Great Saint Realm, his Tian Shi input these pure energies into his body, which was like frost after a long drought, and his cells felt slightly refreshed.

"Damn it! We attacked him together, but we couldn't even hurt him a bit!" Zhang Feng cursed when he saw that their attack didn't work.

"Ah! He died with his eyes open! He opened his eyes!" a female cultivator shouted, and was shocked to see Ye Xuan's dark eyeballs.

"Hehe, Junior Sister Jian is still so timid. His eyeballs have been burnt into black charcoal. Are you still afraid that he will come back to life?" The burly young man laughed.

Fu Ya frowned even more tightly and said, "Brother Zhang, what should we do now? It seems that we can't destroy this corpse."

Zhang Feng snorted coldly, "It's just one attack. Let's continue to attack. I don't believe that he can survive if we keep bombing him!"

"Yes, we warriors must persevere and face challenges head-on. How can we let a corpse block our path to martial arts!"

"Keep attacking. After a day or two, they can flatten even a mountain, let alone him!"

Talking at once, several young men launched an attack again, using various martial arts to continuously bombard Ye Xuan.

Needless to say, all of their attacks were converted into pure energy by Ye Xuan's Heavenly Devouring Technique and introduced into his body.

Half a day later, Zhang Feng, Fu Ya and others sat on the ground, sweating and panting.

"What should we do? We've been bombarding for a long time, but the body still doesn't show any signs of breaking into pieces." said one person.

"This guy was definitely a super powerful Martial Emperor when he was alive. If he were alive, even the island owner and others would submit to him!" The burly young man wiped the sweat from his face and said in shock.

Several people felt frustrated. They couldn't defeat a corpse, which made them doubt their own martial arts.

Now it felt to the few people that what was lying there was not a corpse, but a mountain that they could neither climb nor fly over!

"Senior Brother Zhang, I feel that this corpse is a little weird. Should we continue?" Fu Ya said with some hesitation.

Zhang Feng held a sword with a gloomy face for a long time. Suddenly, a slight "click" sound was heard from Ye Xuan's body in front of him.

Zhang Feng's eyes moved, his expression was shocked, and he shouted, "Look, there is a crack on his chest!"

Fu Ya and others were also surprised and looked over.

At this time, Ye Xuan's battle robe had been continuously bombarded by them and was blown to pieces, revealing his entire charred body. And just now with a slight "click" sound, a tiny crack suddenly appeared on Ye Xuan's charred chest.

At this moment, Ye Xuan laughed in his heart, "After absorbing the attacks of these people, the dead skin on my body has begun to fall off. It's really uncomfortable to have this dry skin on my body."

Ye Xuan was thinking about it in his heart, and the next moment he heard a conversation between several people, and he became even more speechless.

"That's great! Thanks to our unremitting efforts, the bodies of these guys are finally about to be broken into pieces. It really pays off those who work hard!" Zhang Feng said excitedly.

"Haha, Senior Brother Zhang is so wise and powerful. Under your leadership, we are finally going to defeat this hateful corpse!" The burly young man laughed and flattered him.

"As long as it breaks, it means our efforts are not in vain, and he is not invincible!" Fu Ya smiled. This hateful corpse that injured her was finally going to be broken into pieces by them. She felt a sense of revenge just thinking about it.

The others were also excited. They were exhausted and their energy was depleted, but now they were full of fighting spirit again.

"Okay! Listen to my command. After half an incense stick, we will continue the attack. Brothers and sisters, the storage ring is right in front of us. There are unimaginable treasures waiting for us inside. Let us continue to work together..." Zhang Feng began to speak in a loud voice, with a beautiful vision and yearning for the future on his face.

Inspired by him, Fu Ya and the others also began to imagine the endless treasures in the ring.

Ye Xuan felt strange when he heard what they said. He now felt that he could move his body, but he really couldn't bear to destroy the good atmosphere of these people.

"I have also cultivated myself from the level of True Spirit and Martial King. It's not easy for these young ones either. I'll just lie down for a while longer and let them be happy for a while." Ye Xuan sighed softly. He felt that he was too kind and considerate of others.

"Although I am now a senior in the Great Saint Realm, I cannot be too arrogant. Let these children play for a while longer."

……

Half an incense stick later, Zhang Feng and the others had just recovered some strength, and then they stretched their tired bodies and released their martial arts again.

"Junior brothers and sisters, hold on for a while longer. Overdrawing our energy may be beneficial to us, as it is a kind of training for our martial arts." Zhang Feng shouted and swung his sword bravely.

Thirty-six sword styles!
With each sword energy, a large amount of vital energy was drawn out from Zhang Feng's body, causing a tearing pain in his meridians.

"Haha, I see another crack on him. Look at my Phantom Wolf fighting spirit's ultimate skill!" The burly young man laughed and released his own martial spirit, the Phantom Wolf.

But the next moment, his eyes widened and he screamed in horror, "Ah! Why is my Phantom Wolf Fighting Spirit gone!"

(End of this chapter)