Noodletown Translated

  Noodletown Translated

  Facing the Devourer Devil’s threat, Qingfeng Li mocked, “You think you can kill me? You dumbass! Watch how I break your Black Demon Pennant.”


  The Devourer Devil scoffed coldly as a murderous spark flashed through his eyes. He did not believe that Qingfeng Li could break his Black Demon Pennant, for it was a relic that could conjure powerful soul attacks of the supreme realm, far too powerful to be blocked.

  The Devourer Devil waved his Black Demon Pennant, producing a line of enormous sonic devils bursting forth with an ear-splitting mournful sound that made Qingqing Mu and Li Yang’s ears burst with blood that dripped to the ground. They could not withstand the attack from this supreme level sonic attack.

  Qingfeng Li laughed arrogantly and shouted, “Devourer Devil, I said you are a dumbass, but you would not admit to it and attacked me with spiritual attacks. Today, I will show you a real sonic attack.”


  Qingfeng Li summoned the Fire Dragon’s Soul from deep within his head. The Fire Dragon’s Soul had been severely hurt and was in a deep sleep, but the smell of the delicious spirit energy managed to rouse it.

  The Fire Dragon’s Soul rushed out of Qingfeng Li’s mind and turned into a phantom of a Godly Dragon, which opened its mouth and spat out a giant godly dragon flame.

  The godly dragon flame collided into the ghost fog and set it ablaze, burning it into a black smoke that dissipated quickly. As for the Black Demon Pennant of Devourer Devil, it was also burned by the godly dragon flame into ashes.

  All the devils and self-cultivators’ spirit energy that were sealed in the Black Demon Pennant were swallowed by the flames.

  The Devourer Devil stood there, stunned, and looked at the ashes of his Black Demon Pennant, his eyes filled with disbelief.

  The Black Demon Pennant was a supreme level demon treasure. It was very powerful and had killed many strong enemies, but it was destroyed by Qingfeng Li. The Devourer Devil’s heart was in deep pain.

  The Devourer Devil looked at Qingfeng Li and said with a savage face, “You bastard, today I will tear you into pieces! You will wish you were dead.”


  The Devourer Devil and pulled out a devil sword from his interspatial ring, which was over two meters and as wide as his palm, engraved with many devilish seal scripts.

  A supreme level spiritual treasure! Qingfeng Li furrowed his brow and recognized the spiritual treasure in front of him.

  Qingfeng Li put away his Fire Emperor Sword and stored it in his interspatial ring. He knew that his Fire Emperor Sword was only at the emperor level and couldn’t compete with the devil sword. Any direct attacks would damage it.

  Qingfeng Li decided to use his body strength to bait the devil sword to test how powerful that supreme level spiritual treasure really was.

  The Devourer Devil channeled the devilish essence in his body and released devilish energy, covering the sky and the sun. The devilish energy filled and encased the entire space around him as if it was the end of the world.

  He waved the devil sword in his right hand, struck forth, and cracked the sky and the earth. He then rushed towards Qingfeng Li with his razor-sharp blade full of devilish energy and appeared suddenly in front of Qingfeng Li’s eyes.

  Qingfeng Li did not hesitate to use the fire element vital essence inside of his body and concentrate it into his right fist. His fist sent out scarlet burning air, smashed ahead fiercely, and knocked against the devilish energy blade.

  “Deng!”


  Qingfeng Li’s body was forced back a step and he felt a slight pain on his right fist.

  He realized that his fist had a small crack and golden blood was bleeding out.

  Qingfeng Li grimaced and felt the force of the supreme level spiritual treasure. Although he was trained with the Mortal Purgatory Body, and the outside of his body could form a strong layer as hard as gold which could resist swords and spears, he still couldn’t withstand the spiritual treasure that surpassed his strength.

  If he was a regular emperor level self-cultivator, he would have been split in half by Devourer Devil’s devil sword. However, Qingfeng Li’s fist was only lightly wounded, which was already a huge accomplishment.

  The Devourer Devil pinched his brow, puzzled. He thought that by using the supreme level devil sword, he could easily kill Qingfeng Li. However, it seemed impossible after all.

  Even though that was the case, the Devourer Devil was happy to see that he had hurt Qingfeng Li because in the previous battle Qingfeng Li had beaten him, and he had failed to land a single blow.

  The Devourer Devil channeled his devilish essence and continued to swing his devil sword at Qingfeng Li. His sword formed several devilish energy blades that contained a powerful force that tore up the air.

  Qingfeng Li thrust his fists forward without stopping. His vital essence formed into the shape of an enormous golden fist emerging from the void, containing tremendous strength. It bashed against the black devilish energy blades with a tremendous loud crash.

  Qingfeng Li’s body was pushed back by the barrage of strikes, his fists bruised and covered in blood.

  But Qingfeng Li was rather excited because clearly felt that his mortal purgatory body was shooting out golden light and his skin hardened more than it had before.

  Qingfeng Li had practiced his mortal purgatory body under extremely difficult conditions, tempering it with lava, thunder, and lightning.

  Qingfeng Li had practiced the mortal purgatory bodyt to the sixth level but could not break through to the next. Letting the supreme level spiritual treasure attack and wound his body aroused his inner potential, potentially triggering a breakthrough.

  Qingfeng Li channeled the Mortal Purgatory Body chant and let the golden light run through his body to form several golden halos.

  They were like golden solar loops entering his wounded fist and restoring the broken skin on the surface in order to expel the devilish energy that was trying to get in.

  The process of recovering his wounded skin was extremely painful. It was like adding new skin, but he clenched his teeth to bear it because he knew it was to temper himself. Only by letting the old and broken skin come off could he grow out exuberant new skin and flesh, full of life.

  Gradually, the skin on Qingfeng Li’s fist turned from gold to black. But this black is not from the devilish energy but from the tadpole seal scripts from hell.

  Hell had always been the most mysterious place which existed side by side with the world of immortals and the world of gods.

  This cultivation technique, the Mortal Purgatory Body, was from hell. This practice, if finished, would allow him to explode a whole planet with a single punch.

  Qingfeng Li not only let his fists receive attacks from the devil sword energy, but also his chest, back, palms, arms, and legs to let the skin crack, break open, fall off and finally grow new skin and flesh. The process was painful, but Qingfeng Li’s strength was increasing drastically.