A yellow figure ran on the rugged mountain road as though it was flying. The figure was extremely fast, such that it passed over mountains and ridges thoughtlessly and vanished in the blink of an eye.

Nonetheless, Big Yellow stuck out its tongue at the moment. As Ghost Mo spared no effort in pursuing it and Ou Yangming, it became exhausted.

A flash of light was seen in Ou Yangming's eyes. He retrieved braces, then a flickering light was seen on his wrist as he attached the Devouring attribute to it. Following that, he fit the braces on Big Yellow's sharp teeth. It was almost a piece of cake for the young fellow to smith such a small thing, hence he completed it without wasting much energy at all.

Big Yellow blinked. Before it could figure out what was going on, it felt something cold in its mouth as a large piece of a spirit beast's flesh was stuffed inside.

The big yellow dog's eyes lit up, and it chewed the meat eagerly. As it pierced the sharp braces deep inside its food, the food disappeared quickly from its massive mouth. It would seem like the yellow dog had swallowed its food, but it and Ou Yangming knew that the food was directly absorbed into every cell in its body and turned into energies to be stored.

It was worth noting that absorbing energies from blood and flesh using the Devouring ability was incredibly effective, so much so that it was 100 times greater than digesting them in one's stomach.

With that, Big Yellow became energetic again. It no longer panted nor had jelly legs, and it became so confident that it was bursting with an unparalleled fighting will.

Even so, just as Ou Yangming thought Big Yellow would turn around to challenge the spirit insect, which was pursuing them closely, it darted faster than before.

Ou Yangming smiled as he sat on Big Yellow.

Big Yellow was still the same as it used to be; even with a heroic spirit that could overturn the world, it would still make the wisest choice when it encountered an undefeatable opponent.

"Woosh…"

The peculiar yet familiar sound was heard coming from the sky again. Without turning to look, Ou Yangming knew Ghost Mo was pursuing them again as it was unwilling to give up.

A fierce look was seen in Ou Yangming's eyes as he retrieved a dagger and attached the Devouring attribute to it too. Next, he took another piece of a spirit beast's flesh and stabbed it hard.

The pieces of meat were the Insects' flesh that he had obtained in the lower realm. Although he had used them several times, he was nearly an invincible being in the lower realm, thus even the imperial family sent him more without any conditions.

Needless to say, after coming to the Spiritual Realm, Ou Yangming believed that he would not lack spirit beasts' flesh anymore.

As Ou Yangming took a deep breath, cold air flowed upward against the current through the gaps between his teeth. When the air filled its mouth, he naturally looked like he was immersed in the moment.

Absorbing energies from the flesh and blood of a spirit beast was very much enjoyable. In particular, after entering the Spiritual Realm, where Ou Yangming was not restrained by the world's power anymore, he understood the wonders more.

All of a sudden, he looked up at the enormous creature in the sky behind him.

'Eat it up!'

Ou Yangming suddenly had a strong thought that could not be suppressed.

Nevertheless, he was realistic as Big Yellow was. Even though he planned to devour his opponent, he would not act rashly if he was not confident about it yet.

He shook his wrist gently to release 3 different spells according to an order.

The 3 spells were not powerful, and 2 of them were mainly assistive spells. Despite that, once the spells were released, Ghost Mo somehow paused in the sky. Taking advantage of the spirit insect's moment of hesitation, Big Yellow turned its body abruptly and lunged to the other side. It changed its angle, but it managed to avoid being hunted down by Ghost Mo.

Having said that, Ou Yangming did not stop this time. He moved his hands quickly, and his pieces of equipment began to glow at the same time.

Ou Yangming's greatest reliance was not his strength. When he first arrived at the Spiritual Realm, his bit of strength was far from presentable. However, he was a blacksmith—a potent blacksmith.

He attached skills to every piece of his equipment, and he had plenty of substitutes and backups.

Moreover, the young fellow could gather rune marks in his sea of consciousness for every skill he learned, and he could release them as he wished. Therefore, he was not inferior to anyone in terms of the number of Rune Skills.

After using the Devouring attribute and gaining sufficient energies from flesh and blood, Ou Yangming became more unrestrained.

Forceful or queer runes formed around Ou Yangming, and they poured down on Ghost Mo as if they were omnipresent. The runes could not harm the spirit beast, but it made it feel deeply troubled.

It had just destroyed with brute force a rune that slowed it down, but the floor became exceptionally slippery. While it had countless legs, it experienced the feeling of ice skating. As soon as Ghost Mo pierced its legs deep into the ground to stabilize itself, the floor suddenly softened as though it turned into mud in an instant, causing its body to sink in.

Ou Yangming stood on Big Yellow's back in a high spirit. At this moment, they became further from Ghost Mo, but the young fellow still stared at the spirit insect with strong fighting intent.

A caster.

Before he entered the Spiritual Realm, he found out that there were 2 kinds of human Spiritualists.

One prioritized martial arts cultivation and mainly cultivated one's physical power, where most cultivators were warriors.

As for casters, they were human cultivators with notable mental power. They could learn various Rune Spells to grasp unique methods to shift the universe's spiritual power.

A caster might not be able to defeat a warrior but with a caster's help, a warrior could unleash greater powers.

Ou Yangming had not joined any sects before this, thus he naturally did not obtain Rune Spells from them. That said, he adopted a different approach by smithing pieces of Skill Equipment for different families and sects. Since they were also customized, he needed to understand the innate abilities of the people or the spirit beasts.

Even if ordinary blacksmiths were given such an opportunity, given their title, it would be difficult for them to convert innate abilities into Rune Skills.

On the other hand, Ou Yangming had the help of his mysterious Military Fire, so he made everything possible.

When top-grade spirit beasts faced low-rank spirit beasts, the former would surely crush the latter. No matter how low-rank spirit beasts struggled, they would not be able to escape from top-grade spirit beasts.

Nonetheless, Ou Yangming and Big Yellow were not ordinary Rudimentary Spiritualists. After having the Devouring power and gaining sufficient energies from flesh and blood, though the young fellow was the only person, he could release hundreds of dissimilar spells.

Since past generations, there was not another caster like that.

As such, Ghost Mo was not dealing with 2 Rudimentary Spiritualists, but tens of human casters.

Rudimentary Rune Spells and Intermediate Rune Spells released by Ou Yangming could not severely injure Ghost Mo but as were used alternately, they gave it more than enough trouble.

"Boom…"

Ghost Mo's body shook. It drilled out from the mud and roared, then it made frightening hisses. At last, its eyes became bloodshot.

Its abdomen began to expand, and a black line extended upward quickly to its mouth. Subsequently, its body bent again as it jumped once more.

Deadly poison—this was intense toxicity inside its body. It did not plan to use the ability when it previously attacked and pursued Ou Yangming; the poisonous liquid was significantly precious to it. In spite of that, it could not be bothered anymore at this moment.

Just as Ghost Mo leaped into mid-air and opened its mouth to spit the poisonous liquid at Ou Yangming, its eyes suddenly glowed.

Ou Yangming raised his hand and aimed his palm at it from afar. It was not much, but the light in his palm almost blinded it.

Lightning—it was definitely lightning, and it came from the most fearsome punishment between Heaven and Earth.

Ghost Mo twisted its body in mid-air without any hesitation and forcibly bent its body to one side.

It clearly sensed that it was a thunderbolt power.

'Did this young fella actually grasp the thunderbolt power?'

At this point, Ghost Mo felt like it had shot itself in the foot.

Being a top-grade spirit beast, if there was something that it was the most afraid of, it was certainly the Heavenly Thunderbolts. Wherever the thunderbolts were at, it would not go.

Ou Yangming was somehow controlling the thunderbolt power.

It was not powerful and would unlikely draw the Heavenly Thunderbolts if it struck Ghost Mo, but none of the top-grade spirit beasts would ignore the thunderbolt power nor would they resist it.

It was better to be safe than sorry—not only the Humans, but spirit beasts understood this very well too.

Ou Yangming had a look of ridicule on his face. He did not hide the fact that he was mocking the spirit insect.

Ghost Mo was infuriated for being treated like that by a Rudimentary Spiritualist. It sprung up again but just as he wanted to open its mouth, a stream of water was formed and was shrouding it.

Without being threatened by the thunderbolt, Ghost Mo would not be bothered at all, but it dared not let the water touch its body at this time.

After pursuing Ou Yangming and Big Yellow longer, Ghost Mo was mournful because instead of going after its targets, it had turned into a puppet with strings.

At the spur of the moment, Ghost Mo stopped and looked around it in shock.

Big Yellow stood firmly, whereas Ou Yangming laughed out loud on its back. "Did you just realize? What a pity; it's too late now."

As he shook his wrist, every rune that he learned gushed toward Ghost Mo like a stormy rain.