Celestial Emperor of Devouring

"Buzz buzz!"

In a fit of rage, He Qingyun unleashed his Immortal Power completely. The terrifying force swept across the sky, causing the streets to vibrate violently and explode, with buildings on both sides collapsing one after another.

He Qingyun raised his hand to grasp the air, and a High Grade Spirit Sword appeared, his aura surging once more.

"Is that all you've got?" Flame Shadow taunted, "Show me some real skill if you have any."

He Qingyun swung his sword horizontally, and powerful Sword Qi burst out, dazzling with brilliance, slicing through the air around.

"Flashy nonsense." Flame Shadow's face showed disdain.

With a single hand, Flame Shadow waved casually and in the blink of an eye, the dozens of incoming Sword Qi were smashed to pieces.

He Qingyun's face twisted with rage as he shouted, "Immortal Technique! Flowing Cloud Sword Shadow!"

"Whizz!"

He Qingyun flashed behind Flame Shadow with his sword, fiercely slashing towards the latter's head, moving incredibly fast.

"Too slow!" Flame Shadow sneered coldly, shifting his body to the right easily, dodging and leaving a distinct afterimage.

"Whizz whizz whizz!"

He Qingyun's figure flickered continuously, launching a frenzied attack at Flame Shadow, with beams of gold light flashing.

However.

Flame Shadow remained unfazed. No matter how fast He Qingyun was, or how powerful his attacks were, Flame Shadow blocked all of them with just one finger.

Flame Shadow continued his mockery, "The power of your Immortal Technique is too weak."

He Qingyun was so angry he was about to explode.

"Immortal Technique! Flowing Cloud Sword Slash!" He Qingyun roared, gripping the Spirit Sword tightly and slashing towards Flame Shadow.

At this moment.

Flame Shadow's gaze turned serious.

Gathering immense power in his right fist, Flame Shadow clenched it fiercely.

As He Qingyun's sword struck forward, Flame Shadow didn't dodge but directly punched out.

"Yun'Er, be careful!" An uncle hidden in the shadows suddenly transmitted a reminder.

But it was already too late.

"Bang!"

The collision between fist and Spirit Sword made a loud impact.

He Qingyun felt a huge force from the sword body, his arm went numb, and he staggered backward continuously.

"How is this possible?" He Qingyun was filled with shock.

The uncle transmitted again, "Yun'Er, this person's power is equal to yours, and he hasn't even activated his Immortal Power."

"What? Without using Immortal Power?" He Qingyun's face changed drastically, his heart welling with fear.

However.

Before he could steady himself, Flame Shadow shadowed him closely, delivering another heavy punch.

Flame Shadow scoffed mockingly, "With such meager skills, you dare stand up for others?"

"So fast!" He Qingyun's face turned pale again.

He Qingyun hastily raised his sword to block, but the punch was too powerful, sending the Spirit Sword flying from his hand.

He Qingyun was also knocked back by the residual force.

"This can't be!" He Qingyun couldn't help but exclaim, his face showing fear.

Flame Shadow sneered, "You're too weak!"

Flame Shadow, seizing the upper hand, jumped high and spun in the air, kicking towards He Qingyun's chest.

He Qingyun couldn't dodge, taking the kick heavily, and flew out like a kite with a broken string, landing miserably.

"Pfft!"

He Qingyun spat blood, his face pale as paper.

Looking at Flame Shadow in the distance, his eyes were filled with shock, fear, and unwillingness.

He Qingyun couldn't believe Flame Shadow was so overwhelmingly powerful.

Li Old Patriarch exclaimed in horror, "This person's strength is indeed terrifying, who exactly are they?"

"Brother Qingyun!" Li Meng'Er ran over in panic.

"Impossible... how could I lose... What is his cultivation?" He Qingyun muttered, unable to accept.

As the Young Master of the Holy Immortal Palace, with Middle Stage of Immortal Monarch cultivation, how could he lose so miserably?

Facing Flame Shadow, He Qingyun was powerless to resist, beaten easily.

Flame Shadow looked at He Qingyun coldly, commenting with disdain, "Your so-called strength is nothing before me."

Defeated by Flame Shadow, He Qingyun's inner world was in tumult, unable to calm down.

Standing blankly, his eyes filled with disbelief and intense defeat.

His pride and arrogance were shattered completely, unable to accept such a humiliating defeat in front of everyone.

"How can I lose? As the Young Master of the Holy Immortal Palace, how can I lose to a no-name?" He Qingyun questioned himself furiously, anger, shame, and unwillingness tangled in his heart.

His face was pale as paper, lips trembling slightly, his fists clenched tightly, nails digging into his palms without feeling any pain.

The sense of inner disgrace surpassed any physical suffering.

"This is a shame, a shame I can't scrub clean in my lifetime!" He Qingyun's eyes were bloodshot, filled with deep resentment towards Flame Shadow.

However.

Amidst the resentment, a hint of fear quietly spread in his heart.

Flame Shadow's immense power posed an unprecedented threat, leading him to doubt if his identity and status could truly protect him.

"I must avenge, I must make them pay!" He Qingyun vowed venomously, eyes filled with a sinister murderous intent.

Only revenge could remove He Qingyun's fear of Flame Shadow.

Sensing He Qingyun's sinister intent, Flame Shadow's face grew cold, saying ominously, "What? Unwilling? Want to kill me? Do you have the ability?"

"Shut up!" He Qingyun couldn't bear it, shouting angrily, swinging his sword. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

"Yun'Er, stop!" the uncle's loud voice echoed.

"You're courting death!" Flame Shadow sneered coldly, erupting with overwhelming momentum, punching violently.

At that moment.

A figure flashed before He Qingyun, swiftly intercepting with a counter punch.

"Boom!"

"Buzz buzz!"

The two fists collided, and the dreadful force swept wildly, shattering the street completely, while the interceptor was forced back over ten meters.

The person who intervened was He Qingyun's uncle, He Jiankong.

"Such terrifying brute strength! This person's physical body is extraordinarily fearsome!" Uncle's heart was astonished, his arm aching sharply.

Witnessing this.

He Qingyun, Li Meng'Er, and Li Old Patriarch were all stunned on the spot, frozen like statues.

They couldn't believe Flame Shadow could punch away an Immortal Emperor at Middle Stage like He Jiankong.

Li Old Patriarch stammered in fear, "He... he is an Immortal Emperor powerhouse."

He Jiankong steadied himself, then flashed back in front of He Qingyun, staring at Flame Shadow.

Flame Shadow glanced at He Jiankong and sneered, "Your strength isn't impressive either; if you want to fight, go all out. I'm ready anytime."

"Arrogant beyond measure!" He Qingyun snarled angrily, "Do you think my Holy Immortal Palace has no one?"