Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Xiao Yi stood proudly in the sky.    

The current him was like a descending god. His entire body was exuding a prideful and arrogant aura. Just a glance at him was enough to cause people to tremble in fear.    

Fan Zhen's eyebrows fiercely jumped and his body trembled. It was unknown if he was too angry or if he was scared by Xiao Yi's strength.    

A single sword strike intimidated Fan Zhen.    

Xiao Yi smiled and pulled Ye Feng in front of him. He said in a clear voice to Brahman, "He killed your son, Brahma, and stole the bow that you relied on to shake the world. You want to kill him, don't you?"    

Fan Zhen only looked at Xiao Yi and did not nod or shake his head.    

The mighty Golden Roc Demon Emperor, one of the eight supreme experts of the Demon Race, was actually as calm as a cold cicada in front of Xiao Yi.    

"The reason I came to your Golden Roc Tribe today is to tell you that Ye Feng is a sworn brother of Xiao Yi. If your Golden Roc Tribe dares to touch a single hair on my younger brother's head in the future, I, Xiao Yi, will definitely come again." Slaughtering your Golden Roc Sacred City, not leaving even chickens and dogs. "    

"You … Have you memorized it? "    

"Xiao Yi, you … You were the one from the Xiao family of the Heavenly Law School more than ten years ago, who was furious and killed his mother to kill his family members … Gongzi Yi? " On the tower, the already incomparably shocked Su Mo revealed an even more shocked expression.    

Xiao Yi did not answer her question.    

He didn't even spare a glance at Fan Zhen and Su Mu as he floated away with Ye Feng.    

After watching the two silhouettes gradually disappear from view, the Golden Roc Demon Emperor, Fan Zhen, finally regained his senses.    

He suddenly slapped Su Mo hard in the face and sent him flying. When he landed on the ground, his mouth and nose were already dripping with blood.    

"You did a good deed!" This emperor has repeatedly warned you, be careful of Ye Feng, be careful of Ye Feng! You just won't listen. If it wasn't for a crazy woman like you, why would you invite a god of death like Xiao Yi! "    

Van Zhen was furious.    

His son, Fan Lou, was killed by Ye Feng, and the top Holy Weapon that he had relied on to intimidate the world also fell into Ye Feng's hands. Now, he was even threatened by Xiao Yi's sect, causing him to not even have the courage to take revenge.    

As the Demon Emperor of the past, when had he ever suffered such a loss?    

"Humph!" What a great gongzi Yi! "    

Staring at the terrifying sword mark below him, Fan Zhen's face was ashen, his eyes filled with dread.    

Xiao Yi, known as the number one genius of the War God Continent for the past three hundred years, was viewed as the greatest threat by the two great races, the Water race and the Monster race over ten years ago.    

Back then, when they heard that he had gone mad, the two clans rejoiced greatly. However, after more than ten years had passed, not only did this person appear once more, his cultivation became even more terrifying.    

Even though Fan Zhen was a Demon Emperor, he still had to lower his noble head in front of Xiao Yi.    

Su Mo didn't scream or cry as she lay on the ground. She only lowered her head to wipe the blood off her body.    

No one noticed that a trace of undetectable hatred had flashed through her eyes.    

… ….    

"Second brother, this is all big brother can do for you."    

On the way back to the Formless Mountain, Xiao Yi smiled and said, "Among the great Demon Emperors, the strength of this Brahma Tower is plain ordinary. On the way back to the Formless Mountain, Xiao Yi smiled and said," Among the great Demon Emperors in the Brahma Tower, the strength is plain ordinary.    

"Big brother, for little brother's sake, seriously …"    

Ye Feng was moved. He had only known Xiao Yi for a few days, yet this guy was willing to work so hard for the sake of his own safety.    

He really couldn't repay such a huge favor.    

"We are brothers, why are you saying this? If brothers can help, they naturally have to. " Xiao Yi truly treated Ye Feng as a brother.    

After returning to the Formless Mountain, Xiao Yi did not stop and brought Ye Feng directly across the entire mountain to the other side.    

In front of him was still a mountain peak filled with thick fog.    

Xiao Yi pointed to the mountain and said, "If you pass through this mountain, even if you return to the Human Clan realm, us brothers … It's time to part. "    

"Big brother …"    

These few days, Xiao Yi treated him like a blood brother and did his best to help him solve his problems. Ye Feng also accepted this big brother.    

Now that they had parted, he felt reluctant.    

"Why don't you come back with me?" Ye Feng suggested.    

Xiao Yi shook his head, a trace of sadness appearing on his skinny face. He sighed, "I swear that I will no longer step foot into Thirteen Prefectures territory, how can I go back on my words? Besides... Big Brother has long been tired of the turmoil in this world. My entire life's wish, was nothing more than to do something for Human Clan.    

"But you don't want to go home and see?" Ye Feng said.    

"Home?"    

Xiao Yi sighed and shook his head, saying, "How can a body that is exiled have a home? This world is too big for me. Second brother, you should leave, there's no need to worry about Big Brother. "    

"With the Spirit Demon race here, no one would dare to touch you. As for the Human Clan … I have something that I need you to carry around that might be able to save your life in the future. "    

Saying that, he slowly took out a short wooden sword and handed it to Ye Feng.    

The wooden sword did not look that special. It looked like it had been carved when a child was being naughty. On the rough sword blade, there was a crooked "Yi" character carved on it.    

"This is something that I carved when I was four years old when I first started practicing martial arts. If there comes a day when you meet with trouble, you can bring this wooden sword to the Heavenly Dao Sect's head, Xiao Xiang." Once he sees this, he will definitely help you. "    

"If he asks you about my situation, you can just tell him. Just don't ask him to come find me again. Other than you, I don't see anyone else."    

Xiao Yi looked at the wooden sword with a complicated expression.    

Ye Feng didn't delay.    

This was a gift from Xiao Yi. If he were to delay it, it would be too much of a difference.    

"Big Brother, when I have time, I will definitely come back to see you." Ye Feng put away his wooden sword and said reluctantly.    

"Alright, bring more wine over. Big brother has not drunk alcohol for many years! "Haha …"    

The two of them looked at each other and laughed heartily. After laughing, Xiao Yi urged Ye Feng to hurry up and set off on his journey.    

Ye Feng immediately bid his farewells and turned around to leave.    

"Oh right, there's one more thing..."    

Xiao Yi suddenly shouted after Ye Feng had just taken a few steps.    

He turned his head and saw that Xiao Yi was hesitating. He looked like he wanted to say something, but was doing his best to endure.    

Seeing this, Ye Feng clasped his fists and said, "Brother has done many things for me. I have no way to repay you, but if you have any orders, feel free to say it. I will do my best."    

Xiao Yi hesitated for a moment before sighing, "Actually, it's not a big deal. Perhaps you haven't been to the Martial Ancestor Realm yet?"    

"There is a girl surnamed Yuan in the Martial Ancestor Realm …" "Yes, she's already grown up and is no longer a little girl. Her name is Yuan Wu Ying."    

"If you have the chance, help me visit the Martial Ancestor Realm. When you see her, tell them …" At this point, Xiao Yi hesitated for a moment and then suddenly shook his head, "Forget it, it's better not to disturb her."    

"A person exiled from his home …"    

With that, he turned and ran down the mountain without even looking back at Ye Feng.    

Ye Feng saw that Xiao Yi's back was thin and thin. His shabby long robe draped over his body like willow catkins swaying in the wind, giving this back a kind of indescribable loneliness and sadness.    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]