"Devouring Spirit race."
Hearing Shan Yao's description, Li Mo guessed who they were.
They were one of the fiercest races in the universe, the Devouring Spirit race.
The strength of this race was very ordinary, but their innate skill, 'Spirit Devouring', allowed them to devour anything without a spirit. No matter what kind of spirit energy it was, even if it was godly spirit energy, they would still be able to devour it.
Li Mo had two arrays in his home, one for defense and one for offense. If not for the Devouring Spirit race, even a fifth level army could hold them off for months.
"No matter how I calculated, I still made a mistake. It's because I'm missing a Warding Shadow God that this happened."
Li Mo sighed.
He wanted to have Jiang Qingshan and Yao Xi work together to peer into Heaven's secrets. But now it seemed his wish would never come true.
Li Mo suddenly recalled something and urged, "Hurry, hurry …"
Shan Yao picked Li Mo up and ran.
She was very strong and tall. When she ran at full speed, she could run faster than a car.
"It's still too slow. Listen …"
Li Mo couldn't move, but he could talk. He taught Warp to Shan Yao. Ten minutes later, Shan Yao could move a hundred steps in a single step. Twenty minutes later, Shan Yao crossed a kilometer in a single step.
This talent left Li Mo dumbstruck.
When Shan Yao brought Li Mo home, they found the place a mess. The two snow people were cleaning up in tears, while Yang Chan stood before Jiang Jinsheng's and Jiang Qingshan's corpses, sighing.
She had the ability to defy the heavens, but not the ability to resurrect.
"It's all right."
Li Mo used Celestial Eye and felt a bit better.
"What's wrong?"
Li Mo said, "My Spiritual Gathering Array can absorb spiritual qi of all attributes, including yin spiritual qi. The Jiang siblings died a horrible death, and with the help of the Spiritual Gathering Array, they turned into wraiths."
Right above the roof, there were two extremely thin red threads drifting about. Those were the resentful spirits of the Jiang siblings.
"Shan Yao, take out my Godly Prison and put them in first. Whether they can regain their consciousness in the future will depend on their own luck."
Not all wraiths are as lucky as Ye Xiaolu. Not even Li Mo knows what will become of the Jiang siblings. "
Shan Yao took out Li Mo's God Prison and placed the Jiang siblings' weak wraith inside.
Not only could the God Prison trap experts, but it could also be used to nourish the Divine Soul.
"How are you?" Yang Chan asked.
"My soul has just stabilized, and my physical body is almost fully recovered. I only need to rest for another month or two to fully recover."
Yang Chan nodded.
Li Mo said, "Shan Yao, I'll do the talking."
Based on Li Mo's understanding of the Demonic Blood Sutra, Zheng Wufang wasn't dead yet. If he wasn't, he'd come again. Doing nothing now would be giving Zheng Wufang another chance.
Li Mo would never let this happen.
Shan Yao busied herself with Li Mo's instructions.
In just three hours, Li Mo's worries became reality.
The sky was covered by a thousand meter blood cloud, and close to a hundred alien races followed.
"The time magic tool is below. Everyone, whether you can get it or not will depend on how much effort you put in!"
"I stand by my words. I will only borrow the time magic tool once. That True God Body chick and Immortal Body beauty are mine!"
The blood cloud turned into Zheng Wufang's grim face.
"It's more like we're going all out this time. This is our only chance. When the stronger races come, we can only dream about the time magic tool."
"You're right. If we want it, we must do it early!"
"Everyone, we have nothing to fear once we get the time magic tool!"
"That's right!"
"For the time magic tool, let's go!"
"Kill ~"
Nearly a hundred alien races rushed down. Among them, the Devouring Spirit Race was at the front.
Chi chi chi —
The Devouring Spirit race was just about to reach the spiritual qi barrier when black lights shot to the sky and pierced a dozen of them with lightning speed.
This wasn't a spiritual qi attack, but a metal magic tool's Object Manipulation!
The Devouring Spirit race was the bane of spiritual qi, but they were helpless against a metal magic tool.
"Damn it, Silver Armor race, block them!" Zheng Wufang raged.
The Silver Armor Race stepped forward and blocked the black lights.
The Silver Armor race blocked the metal magic tool, while the Devouring Spirit race chewed on the spiritual qi barrier. The two worked well together, and in less than ten minutes, Li Mo's first line of defense crumbled.
Yang Chan flew into the air, and Zheng Wufang immediately pounced over. Blood qi filled the air, surrounding Yang Chan. Yang Chan struck out with her palm, creating a hole in the blood qi. But in just an instant, that hole was filled with blood qi.
"Ha-ha-ha, good job. Charge! Leave the immortal body to me and go kill Li Mo!"
Zheng Wufang sneered at Yang Chan, "Little fairy, you might be stronger than me in the universe, but this is Earth. No matter how strong you are, you can't surpass the fifth level limit. With my main body here, you won't be able to kill me so easily!"
Zheng Wufang was right. As long as one was on Earth, as long as they didn't surpass the tenth level, they would be restricted by Pangu's fifth level limit.
Zheng Wufang easily lost to Yang Chan last time because he only used a twentieth of his main body's blood power. Now that he was here, he wasn't much weaker than Yang Chan.
Yang Chan's body shone with seven colors, blocking the blood qi.
"You can stop me now, but not forever!"
Zheng Wufang snorted and a blood ring appeared in the blood cloud. Blood gushed out and boosted Zheng Wufang's blood power.
Zheng Wufang had stored a huge amount of 'blood' in his blood ring. He could replenish the energy he used, but Yang Chan's energy would decrease with every bit she used.
"I, Zheng Wufang, have never feared anyone in a war of attrition. Ha-ha-ha-ha, fairy beauty, obey me. When I become the God Emperor, you will be my first God Empress!"
"Big chick is the second God Empress." Zheng Wufang snickered.
"God Empress?
That's a familiar name. "Yang Chan muttered, her eyes dazed.
"Submit to me!"
Zheng Wufang pushed his blood qi to the limit and attacked Yang Chan …
Clang!
Just as Zheng Wufang's blood qi was about two meters away from Yang Chan, a flame smashed into the blood qi, causing Zheng Wufang's body to tremble. The blood qi that was approaching Yang Chan stopped.
'How can anything hurt me when I'm in the blood cloud?'
'What happened?'
Two eyes appeared on the blood qi. Then, Zheng Wufang saw the thing that was hurting him.
It was a strange rectangular tower that shone with a fiery light.