Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Zhao Jiang's figure turned, and shouted.    

A blue fist image the size of a bowl instantly appeared. At the same time, his footsteps shifted and appeared in front of Ye Feng, blocking his escape path.    

As Ye Feng thought about it, a red and purple light started to circulate on the surface of his body, and the power of his body started to increase.    

Then, a round ball shot out from his hand and met the blue shadow of the fist head on.    

"Pu!"    

The ball flew into the sky and exploded in midair. Countless streaks of Thunder Arc shot out, completely eliminating the blue fist shadows.    

Just as Ye Feng was rejoicing at being touched, in the next moment, a figure flashed over like a ghost, causing his chest to feel a sharp pain. Lowering his head, he saw that it had already been penetrated by Zhao Jiang's fist.    

Ye Feng's silhouette then disappeared within the Battle Space.    

This was the result of Ye Feng's hard work and training for the better part of half a year.    

Even though the current him was far from being Zhao Jiang's match, he could still occasionally exchange one or two blows.    

In this half a year, other than fighting with Zhao Jiang regularly, taking medicine every day to cultivate, and training all sorts of martial skills in space, his cultivation had climbed up to the middle stage of the Innate Eighth Level, and his strength had increased a lot compared to the first time he had fought with Zhao Jiang.    

It had only been four or five days since it had been left outside for half a year.    

In other words, Ye Feng only had four to five days to successfully temper his body, raise his physical body to the fifth level, and raise his cultivation by another level.    

It was simply impossible for the other Martial Cultivator s to achieve such a result, but Ye Feng was not satisfied.    

His cultivation was too low.    

If this short board was not added, it would be impossible for it to be Zhao Jiang's match.    

Now, he could only step into the Void as soon as possible, and begin to prepare his Innate Eighth Level to step into the Void.    

After thinking about this, he could no longer continue to immerse himself in cultivation. His figure flashed, and he walked out of the hall that Peak Master Yan Xi had closed up for him.    

Just as he was about to leave, he met Wu Liyan at the entrance of the hall. Seeing Ye Feng's figure, Wu Liyan walked up to him in surprise and greeted, "Junior Brother Ye, you're out?"    

Ye Feng nodded, and asked: "Where's the Peak Master?"    

"The Peak Master is not within the mountain. He told me to wait here for Junior Brother Ye and said that he would be closed up for a period of time. When you came out, he had me give this Inner Sect disciple token to Junior Brother Ye. The Peak Master said that Junior Brother Ye still has to go into closed door cultivation for a few days.    

As Wu Liyan spoke, he took out a silver identity token from his storage ring.    

These silver medallions were worn by the Inner Sect disciples, representing their respective identities. Aside from being able to find the sect's points, the medallions also had other unknown uses.    

Ye Feng had obtained one hundred and forty thousand points during the examination, which would be equivalent to one hundred and forty thousand points if converted to sect points.    

Points could not only purchase all kinds of Spirit Grasses and Spiritual Material Spirit Treasures within the sect, but also trade for cultivation techniques and enter some special cultivation areas with many uses.    

Ye Feng reached out to grab the order badge and stored it in his storage ring. Suddenly, he thought of something and asked: "Senior Wu, I want to form my own alliance.    

"To form their own alliance of powers? "You?" Wu Liyan was taken aback.    

"That's right."    

"That's not an easy thing to do." Wu Liyan shook his head, looking at Ye Feng with a strange expression, "To form an alliance, one must obtain the approval of the main peak's alliance hall. Then, at least ten people must be satisfied. Forget about these, the most important point is that forming an alliance requires 1 million points. "    

A million points, forget about Innate Disciples, even Inner Sect Disciples at the Emptiness Realm or above would not be easy to accumulate to this amount.    

Moreover, for most of the Martial Cultivator, rather than spending so many points to build some alliance, it would be better for them to go to the Scripture Pavilion to exchange for one or two high level techniques and martial skills.    

Especially the Peerless Peak disciples, their branch existence's martial skill manuals were basically zero. If they wanted to obtain powerful secret manuals, they could only trade their points for this path.    

"Alright. "I understand, the mission to earn points is to collect it from the main peak's Merit Palace Hall, right?" Ye Feng asked.    

"Yes …" But Junior Brother Ye, do you really want to form an alliance? "    

Wu Liyan still wanted to say something, but when he raised his head, he saw that Ye Feng's figure had already moved forward several hundred meters and quickly disappeared.    

This speed, it was so fast …    

Wu Liyan was stunned for a moment before he smiled bitterly and shook his head. His heart was clear and bright as to what this Junior Brother Ye had done.    

"..."    

After leaving the Peerless Peak, Ye Feng immediately rushed towards the Cloud Reaching Peak.    

Cloud Reaching Peak were the core of the entire Myriad Peerless Sect, and were also the locations of some public facilities. Chen Jie had already taken Ye Feng on a tour of the Hall of Contributions' missions, so it was very easy to find them.    

Carrying a large and tall stone tablet on his back, Ye Feng's dressing was a little strange. Upon entering the Gongde Palace, he had attracted the attention of many people.    

Ye Feng did not mind, as he casually walked around the Merit Palace Hall, he took a look at the overall situation of the hall.    

The first level of the Hall of Contributions had a radius of hundreds of thousands of meters, and in the middle of it, there was an enormous jade tablet, displaying countless sect missions.    

There were all sorts of things.    

Searching for people, harvesting Spirit Grasses and Spirit Grasses, killing Demonic Beast, etc.    

Ye Feng's vision almost blurred. He stayed inside for an entire two hours, before he finally had a general idea of the missions inside the Myriad Peerless Sect.    

It was roughly divided into five grades, and below 500 points was the lowest grade.    

500 to 1000 points for intermediate.    

1000 to 3000 points for high level.    

3,000 to 5,000 points is the highest.    

Other times, Extreme Grade missions with more than five thousand points would appear as well.    

Any disciple, including a service disciple, could be picked up here.    

For example, a top grade mission with 5000 points would need to pay 500 points. If the task was not completed within the specified time, then it would be disregarded and the points would be confiscated. This task would also be issued again at the same time.    

The model was fairly fair.    

Ye Feng observed the mission jade wall. The first floor was dominated by early and middle level missions, and there were also quite a few high level missions. However, top level and Extreme Grade missions were rarely seen.    

He took out the sect's identity token and pointed it at the task like the others did. The token flashed and the deposit that he had to pay was automatically deducted. The mission was also erased and it appeared in his identity token.    

After waiting for less than an hour, Ye Feng's hands and eyes were quick. He accepted seven to eight missions, all of them top-notch.    

Seeing this scene, the other disciples nearby naturally began to whisper to each other in dissatisfaction …