Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Ye Feng was slightly shocked.    

Divine level weapons were only divided into the middle and high grades.    

Even if it was only an Elementary Divine Weapon, the materials needed to refine it were extremely demanding. Normal God Stage would not even have a Divine Weapon.    

Because every single Divine Weapon requires the efforts of the God Stage Warriors to cultivate it and nurture it over the years. Only when the materials can bear the divine will and laws of the God Stage Warriors and become a Divine Artifact, will it shatter and become a piece of trash.    

However, the stronger the weapon's owner was after fusing with the divine will and laws, the stronger the weapon would be.    

Therefore, the grade of a Divine Weapon was determined by its quality, but its might was influenced by the wielder.    

The High Priest had a ninth stage God Stage, so even though the Void Splitting Saber was only the first grade, it was his old weapon.    

After fusing the Sky Cracking Blade with the High Priest's divine will and laws, the power of the blade would definitely be extraordinary. This was a precious gift.    

"Thank you, High Priest."    

Ye Feng was not being unreasonable. Although the Void Splitting Blade was precious, he did need it. The Black Dragon Palace's trial was filled with difficulties and obstacles. Only with a godly weapon could he be confident.    

Picking up the Sky Splitting Saber, Ye Feng felt a mysterious aura hidden in the blade.    

This flow of aura was indeed the Law of Withering Bloom that the High Priest had comprehended. Ye Feng was able to activate this Law by injecting his power into the air slicing knife.    

This was the most extraordinary aspect of Divine Weapons. Under the God Stage, those who mastered Divine Weapons were unrivalled. The power of law was unstoppable.    

"Right."    

The High Priest could not help but nod his head in admiration when he saw how generous Ye Feng was. This was the reason why he thought highly of Ye Feng. He was gifted, had courage, and did not put on airs.    

"Giving you the Void Splitting Blade is my hope. You passing the trial and joining the Black Dragon Palace is equivalent to fulfilling my wish back then."    

"Don't worry, High Priest. Divine Maple won't disappoint you."    

"You are the best if you are confident."    

The High Priest's eyes curved slightly as he laughed.    

To the High Priest, even though Ye Feng was of the Xiao race, he was also of the Demon race. If the latter could achieve some accomplishments after entering the Black Dragon Palace, the Demon race would be honored.    

If the Monster race were to encounter trouble, mentioning that they had fellow kin in the Black Dragon Palace would also cause those with ill intentions to be wary. This was an extremely great benefit.    

It was because of this that the High Priest wanted to enter the Black Dragon Palace, and now he hoped that Ye Feng would pass the trial for the sake of the demons.    

However, the Black Dragon Palace would open a trial every hundred years, but the number of people who could pass the trial were extremely few. In fact, in the most recent few trials, not a single person had passed.    

A thousand years ago, a demi-human had entered the Black Dragon Palace as a heaven's pride level expert. That period of time was the most glorious period for demi-humans in the Yellow Wind Great World, excluding the days when the Demon Lord was alive.    

However, this Heaven's Pride who had served in the Black Dragon Palace for three hundred years had died in an accident.    

In the days to come, among the thousands of races under the heavens, only three of them had successfully passed the trial and became Black Dragon Palace Warriors. The Monster race was not one of them.    

As for these three races, because their clan's heaven's pride experts had become Black Dragon Palace soldiers, they had followed the chickens and dogs into the sky, leaping up to become the top influence of this world. This was the Black Dragon Palace's strength.    

"And this tortoise shell, you can take it as well."    

The High Priest's eyes lit up as he looked at the table.    

"This is?"    

Ye Feng looked at the tortoise shell. His eyebrows were slightly raised. The tortoise shell was simple and unadorned, and its color was dark. It seemed to have nothing special about it.    

It was just that, when he used his soul to sense it, he could see a godly turtle looking at the sky with its cold eyes. Each and every action of its was capable of shaking the world.    

"This is the Turtle God's Turtle Armor. It has the ability to protect the body. You can bring it along just in case."    

The High Priest smiled calmly.    

"Turtle?"    

Ye Feng's heart skipped a beat. He could not help but pick up the tortoise shell. It felt cold to the touch, and wisps of refreshing breath flowed into his body.    

The Netherworld Divine Turtle, the legendary divine beast, was born with God Stage, yet the High Priest possessed such an extraordinary item?    

Ye Feng put away the turtle shell on his body and felt a cold sensation spread from his chest to his whole body, as if it was made of ice. Not only did it not make people feel cold, it even made them clear-headed and clear-headed.    

"It is indeed a good item."    

Ye Feng thought to himself. He wasn't sure if the High Priest was exaggerating, but the effects of the turtle shell were extraordinary. If he was in danger, perhaps he could even save his life.    

Soon after, Ye Feng and the High Priest chatted for a while longer before finally bowing and leaving the secret room.    

Walking out, Ye Feng entered the main hall of the demon pavilion. Only then did he see Jin Zhenhai, along with a group of guardians and the Heaven Chosen from the demon pavilion, standing in the main hall.    

From the looks of it, they seemed to have come to send him off.    

"Shen Feng, this trip is dangerous. I hope that you will be safe and sound."    

Jin Zhen Hai saw Ye Feng and smiled. He waved his hand and a golden light flew towards Ye Feng, leaving a golden line on Ye Feng's chest.    

"The blessing of God Stage?"    

Ye Feng was slightly startled. God Stage Warriors had comprehended the Laws, and every word and action was in accordance with the Laws. Thus, they could bless others and protect those who were blessed to a certain extent.    

"I wish you victory at the start."    

Kong Lie walked up to Ye Feng with a smile and waved his hand as well. A streak of seven-colored divine light floated towards Ye Feng, forming another pattern beside the golden pattern.    

Following that, the guards stepped forward one by one to give Ye Feng blessings.    

In the blink of an eye, there were 13 different colored and mysterious patterns on Ye Feng's chest.    

These were the blessings of the thirteen gods. With blessings on his body, Ye Feng felt his body become a lot lighter. There was a mysterious luck shrouding him, protecting him.    

"Thank you Pavilion Master, thank you for guarding us."    

Ye Feng bowed again. The Demon Pavilion members treated him sincerely, making him feel touched.    

"Brother Divine Feng, you will definitely be able to enter the Black Dragon Palace!"    

Kong Tuo Ling shouted out loud. His face was flushed red and his eyes were filled with reluctance. However, he was hoping that Ye Feng would succeed.    

"Yes!" Brother Divine Feng, you definitely can do it! Become a Black Dragon Palace warrior! "    

"Brother Shen Feng, the Yao that I admire the most is you, I believe that you will not disappoint me!"    

The heaven's pride level experts roared. Their voices were like the tides as they broke through the horizon without end.    

At the same time, in the distance, the Demon Pavilion, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.    

"What movement? What are these damn evildoers arguing about? "    

He was too far away from the demon pavilion, so he couldn't hear what the demon pavilion was saying. He could only vaguely hear that they were calling out the name of Shen Feng.    

"Hmph, Shen Feng, I've already set up a restriction around the Demon Pavilion. As long as you step out of the Demon Pavilion, I'll immediately take your life!"    

Demon Pingju gripped his demon sword tightly, his face fierce.    

"You want to go to the Black Dragon Palace. The first trial ground is in the Heaven's End Fearful Land, so how far is it from the Demon Pavilion? It will take a very long time."    

Jin Zhenhai sat in the air above the Demon Pavilion as he stared at the pitch-black waters of the Sea of Death.    

"Indeed, that is the case. Thus, junior has chosen to leave today."    

Ye Feng nodded. He was worried that the distance was too far and that the journey would be difficult and dangerous, making it difficult to reach the Abyss in half a year's time before the end of the first trial.    

"It's still a little slow."    

Jin Zhenhai shook his head with a smile on his face, "I don't know when we'll meet again after you leave this time. I shall send you off on your next trip."    

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