Inside the black pagoda, Wang Lin was sitting cross-legged in meditation, calmly taking a little breather, he stared at the dense mass of hurricanes in the distance which was still continuing to move towards a particular direction. He remained reserved, not anxious to get out and instead stayed inside the black pagoda.
He glanced sideways at the Devil, his face was looking quite sullen as he helplessly watched the hurricane outside the pagoda gradually fly far away, and his eyes showed signs of regret.
Wang Lin did not explain, and coldly said: “I don’t care how many you managed to swallow, give me half of them!”
The Devil pondered over it for a long time, thinking that, what if he would rush out of this building, would this fiend chase him down or not? This caused him to be hesitant for a while. Finally, the Devil carefully glanced at Wang Lin and noticed the hostile look in his eyes. Immediately, his whole body shivered and it hastily spit out the Divine Consciousnesses of the small beasts.
After having spat about twenty, he hastily put on a frail look, while he complacently said to himself: “No matter what you are capable of, you still have to eat what I spit out, do it if you dare!”
Naturally, Wang Lin did not know about these thoughts that were going on inside the heart of the Devil, but on his face there was a self-satisfied expression, and thus one could roughly guess it, but regarding this kind of a thing, Wang Lin was too lazy to care about it. Right now, all he was concerned about was the twenty small beasts’ Divine Consciousnesses that were floating about in front of him.
After observing a little, Wang Lin’s eyes flashed and singlehandedly grabbed all the twenty Divine Consciousnesses, as he went up the black pagoda. After reaching the middle of the pagoda, he observed the place to ensure that the size of the place was suitable, and immediately dispersed his Ji Realm Divine Consciousness and wrapped it around the small beast’s Divine Consciousnesses.
The Devil had been following behind Wang Lin, with a self-satisfied look on his face, wanting to see for himself how Wang Lin would consume the drool-covered souls. Suddenly, he found the whole place surrounded by an anti-Divine Consciousness shroud. A red lightning flashed non-stop from every corner, this made him suffer so much pain that he could not bear it anymore. His whole body immediately became weak and listless, and said to himself: “It’s over, it’s over, that fiend wants to eradicate me….”
He was so afraid that he was about to ask for mercy, when he saw that Wang Lin wasn’t looking at him but instead was looking at the twenty small beast’s Divine Consciousnesses. Therefore, he swallowed down the words of mercy which he was about to say and praised his good luck from the bottom of his heart.
Wang Lin was observing these small beast’s souls. These small beast’s Divine Consciousnesses were all at the early Jie Dan stage, you couldn’t say they were powerful, but neither could one say they were weak. If it hadn’t been for him fostering the Devil to have a trace of characteristics of a spirit, then he was afraid that it wouldn’t have been so easy to swallow them, moreover his current level of cultivation was almost equivalent to these Divine Consciousnesses that he was observing.