Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The bright light that occupied both of his eyes gradually dissipated. Ye Feng looked around and saw himself in a broken world.    

This seemed to be the inner space of the Holy Tower of Inheritance, a broken small world. A desolate bloody battlefield, the sky shattered into several pieces. Hovering in the air, the deep, pitch-black void came into view. It was as if it could suck away one's soul.    

The ground was red. Blood and Qi drifted between the heaven and earth, forming a thick and heavy blood mist. In Ye Feng's field of vision, there were broken limbs and broken weapons. Countless broken swords, spears, swords, and halberds were scattered all over the place. Blood was flowing everywhere.    

Vaguely, Ye Feng could see a few tall mountains in the blood fog far away. They seemed to be releasing scorching waves of Qi, but the color was dim and gray. It was unknown what kind of existence they were.    

"What is this place?"    

Ye Feng frowned slightly. This place made him feel very oppressed. The heaven and earth were shattered, as if the world was going to be destroyed. It was hard to imagine what kind of terrifying battle had happened here.    

"Is this an illusion created by the Holy Tower of Inheritance, or is it real?"    

Ye Feng was puzzled. Logically speaking, such a scene should be virtual. If it really existed, how powerful must the ancestors of Ye Family be to be able to contain this world into a tower?    

However, this world gave Ye Feng a very realistic feeling. On the bloody battlefield, he could faintly hear the roars of the dead souls.    

Right at this moment, a golden light suddenly lit up in the sky. The golden light fell from the shattered sky like a golden star. In an instant, it arrived in front of Ye Feng. It was actually a golden ranking board.    

On the top of the golden board, there were five flamboyant words written. It was the Genius Ranking of Heaven and Earth.    

On the golden list were names flickering with golden light. There were a total of 1,000 names on the list.    

"Li Xuankong, Zhou Xiaojie, Hundred Disappears..."    

Ye Feng looked at the top three names on the ranking list. The golden light of these three names was like a small sun, carrying a strong sense of majesty.    

"This ranking is the list of the geniuses fighting for supremacy. Only the Heaven Grade cyclone has the qualification to compete for the ranking list. Moreover, those who can be ranked on it are all dragons and phoenixes among the people, and they are the best of the best among the Heaven Grade cyclone."    

A dignified voice suddenly sounded, as if it had drifted from ancient times, and was slowly circulating between the heaven and earth.    

Ye Feng looked around, but he didn't see anyone who had spoken. Instead, he heard the voice continue to ring out. "As a descendant of the Ye Family, if you want to inherit a Saint level martial skill, you must be ranked on the Genius Ranking of the Heavens and Earth. If you want to be ranked in the top 900, you will have to inherit the Ye Family's Saint Technique. Only then can the reputation of the Ye Family not be tarnished! "    

That voice carried a vast and mighty majesty, as if it was a heavenly tune that could shatter the heavens and earth, shaking the entire world.    

Ye Feng was shocked in his heart, and his eyes sparkled. So this was the inheritance test? It seemed rather interesting.    

Only the Heaven Grade Cyclone had the qualification to compete for the Heaven Grade Talent List, and only the outstanding ones could be ranked on it.    

The Sacred Azure Continent was incomparably huge. Although the Heaven Grade Cyclone was rare, no one had calculated the exact number.    

It was only a thousand... Ye Feng felt that it was impossible. If there really were a thousand Heaven Grade cyclone, even if it was one in a hundred, it could still become ten Saints. However, a Sage could not be produced in a thousand years, which meant that there were less than a thousand Heaven Grade cyclones in the Holy Firmament Continent.    

"I'm afraid that the people on this ranking list also have Heaven Grade cyclones from other worlds, or rather, the Celestiality Rankings. They're not only in the Sacred Azure Continent, but are the prodigies from all over the universe fighting over the ranking list."    

Ye Feng had obtained the memories of his past life. Although it wasn't much, he knew that the world was vast. Although the Holy Firmament Continent was vast and boundless, it was only one of the countless worlds in the vast universe.    

Therefore, Ye Feng guessed that the Heaven and Earth Mighty Genius Ranking was probably something that existed in many worlds, and that was why there were so many Heaven Grade cyclones.    

Ye Feng's heart was stirred. He had a competitive heart. Why couldn't he be one of the geniuses of other worlds?    

Moreover, being ranked on the list was related to whether he could obtain the inheritance of his ancestor's Saint Grade Martial Technique. He was determined to learn the Saint Technique and had to go all out.    

"It's not at the top of the ranking list, it's just the top nine hundred. Could it be that I, Ye Feng, can't do it?"    

Ye Feng cheered himself on, clenched his fists, and looked at the sky.    

"I want to compete for the ranking list!"    

Ye Feng raised his head and shouted. That voice should be the divine sense left by the Ye Family's ancestor. He could hear what Ye Feng was saying.    

"Alright, as a disciple of the Ye Family, it is not easy for you to awaken the Heaven Rank cyclone. I also hope that you can display your talent and rank on the Heaven Rank."    

The voice continued to ring. There was no change in his tone, not a hint of emotion. Ye Feng's guess was right. It was just a tiny trace of divine sense.    

"This world will be opened to you, and endless battles will be launched at you. You have to be prepared and hold on until the end. If you fall... The test will end. Whether you can be ranked on the rankings will depend on your performance during this battle. "    

The voice sounded once again, "The Genius Ranking of the Heavens and Earth will judge your potential, comprehension, battle talent, and other aspects based on your performance. It will be absolutely fair and just to judge your ranking."    

"Alright"    

Ye Feng nodded. Although he didn't know the exact situation of the Genius Ranking, the ranking that could encompass many worlds and allow countless geniuses to compete for it would still maintain absolute fairness.    

However, the battle mentioned by the voice made Ye Feng look forward to it. It was a never-ending battle... How long would he be able to last as long as the enemy was strong?    

These were all things that Ye Feng wanted to understand. Ever since the awakening of the Heaven Grade cyclone, after obtaining the memories of his past life and awakening the Fire of Samsara, Ye Feng himself did not know how strong he was. He had always relied on his sense of self to think that he was invincible amongst his peers. However, whether he was invincible or not depended on actual combat!    

"Come, I'm ready!"    

Ye Feng adjusted his condition, stabilized his breathing, and clenched his fists tightly as he prepared for battle.    

"There are ten suns in this world, and they contain the power of pure Yang. They can allow you to fully recover, and at the same time, increase your potential and talent. While you're fighting, try your best to obtain the power of Yang... That way, even if you can't be listed on the list, you'll still be able to gain some benefits."    

His voice was calm as he reminded Ye Feng. This also surprised Ye Feng. Ten Canyang, was that what he thought was a broken sun?    

If it was really a fragment of the sun, then it would be too terrifying. What kind of terrifying battle had broken out in this battlefield that could even shatter the sun?    

While Ye Feng was still in shock, the voice had completely faded away. The thick blood fog in the sky had also slowly dispersed. The bloody ground kept revealing its true appearance. Endless killing intent surged between the sky and the earth. A gentle breeze blew past, making it look especially bleak.    

"This is..."    

As the blood mist faded away, the bloody ground appeared in Ye Feng's eyes. It was an ancient battlefield.    

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