Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

What race?    

A demon clan or a Feather Clan?    

Ye Feng's face was full of suspicion.    

Without a doubt, the five figures flying through the air were not simple people.    

Ye Feng could sense an extremely oppressive aura of an expert from the person in particular. It was not hard for him to guess that the person in question was deliberately suppressing his own strength.    

In the end, how terrifying was it? Perhaps, only a strong Ranker like the Fat Buddhist Monk would be able to find out more about it.    

"Alright, alright."    

"Lord Feather Snake God has arrived, the strong reinforcements of our Demon Race have arrived."    

"Seize back the Holy Weapon, then capture that brat, and kill him with Human Clan."    

"…"    

Five figures descended from the sky, causing the aura of the demons to soar.    

"Lord Feather Snake God, that monk was the one who snatched away the Holy Weapon and protected the person who killed my beloved son. Lord, please make a move and kill all these trash, Human Clan …" Before the five experts could stabilize themselves, Fen Ao stepped forward a few steps and cupped his hands toward the person in the middle.    

Even he, a Saint of the second tribulation, had to address this person as "Milord". From this, it could be seen just how high the status of this "Feather Snake God" was.    

The Feather Snake God was the patriarch of the Feathered Serpent Clan and was worshipped by tens of thousands of his clansmen.    

However, the Feathered Serpent Clan was neither a demon nor a feather. They rarely got involved in battles, and if the "Great Saint Peacock" tomb was not opened, the demons would never have been able to invite this great god over.    

"Hmm?"    

"I didn't come here to stand up for you?"    

Feather Snake God's gaze swept across the few Demon Clan Expert s, and finally stopped on Fann Ao's body.    

The corner of his mouth revealed a mocking sneer, "The Monster race respects the strong. Since you are no match for that monk, then you should just give up on that heart of yours so that everyone won't laugh at you."    

"Now, you should open the main hall and enter the tomb first."    

After Feather Snake God had finished speaking, the other clansmen who had followed him here all revealed vicious smiles, and unrestrainedly berated: "My clan's patriarch, do you hear me clearly? Get lost, otherwise don't blame us for being merciless. "    

Feather Snake God and the clan members beside his released a strong burst of deterrence, causing tremors in all directions.    

Some of the Martial Cultivator s with average strength immediately retreated in a sorry state.    

Fann Ao's face turned green.    

He originally thought that Feather Snake God and the rest were reinforcements, but who would have thought that the other side didn't even put his Second Calamity Saint in their eyes. This humiliation was almost unbearable for him.    

With how powerful the Feather Snake God's cultivation was, and how could he be stronger than the Human Clan, Fann Ao was helpless to do anything.    

The dense imposing aura engulfed them, causing Ye Feng's face to immediately turn pale white, and his bones to emit creaking sounds as though he was being pressured.    

As for Zhong Lee and Bai Susu, they were even protected by Bai Hucheng's spirit energy. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for them to endure at this moment.    

It was really … Too terrifying!    

Ye Feng's forehead broke out in cold sweat. The Feather Snake God had not made a move yet, just a few of the Feathered Snake Clan's clansmen releasing such an aura was enough to almost crush him into pieces.    

Fat Buddhist Monk, Feather Snake God...    

Powerful Saints appeared one after another. Was there a secret hidden in this ancient hall?    

"Dammit …"    

City Lord Hsing took a deep breath, "Originally, demons, Feather Clan and water races are already hard to deal with, but now there's another member of the Feathered Snake Clan? Brother Bai, look, should we continue going deeper in? "    

"These foreign races have ill intentions towards my Human Clan. City Lord, how about … Bring your little girl and Zhong Lee back to the Starlight City first. On Ye Feng's side, I will personally take care of it. "    

Bai Hucheng nodded his head. At this time, Ye Feng could not leave the protection range of the Fat Buddhist Monk, if not, he would not want to stay and wade through this muddy water.    

Furthermore, from the words of the Feathered Serpent Clan, they seemed to have a special purpose in coming here.    

He specifically headed towards the Great Saint Peacock.    

"Alright!" City Lord Hsing spat out one word.    

Fat Buddhist Monk could protect Ye Feng, but he wouldn't protect Bai Susu and the others. It was better for him to leave as soon as possible.    

After discussing for a while, the City Lord Hsing quietly brought Bai Susu and Zhong Lee out of the dangerous grounds. At the same time, the Feather Snake God made his move.    

He did not know where this person came from as a few Blood Essence s shot out from his hands. Inadvertently, runes began to shine brightly as the ancient palace door that many experts had attacked for half a day silently opened.    

"It is indeed … Great Saint Peacock's Tomb. "    

The Feather Snake God muttered to himself.    

From his expression, one could tell that he was overjoyed.    

"Listen up. Since this is the tomb of a demon, other than the demons, no one else is allowed to enter. Violators will be killed without mercy." A few of the Feathered Serpent clansmen angrily shouted once again.    

This time, they had even abandoned their Feather Clan and the water tribe.    

"What?"    

"I've been busy all day, are we going to be sent away with just that one sentence?"    

"…"    

Dissatisfied voices resounded everywhere, as if the water clan and Feather Clan would not return empty-handed. The crowd immediately became excited, especially the water clan, where seven or eight experts above Half Saint Stage were all shooting unfriendly looks at them.    

One of the water clan saint looked at Feather Snake God and laughed coldly: "What, this expert wants to rely on his own strength to take the tomb of another? Hmph, don't tell me you think that just because we, the Water race, couldn't find strong reinforcements? "    

"That's right. Since it is a Great Saint Peacock's tomb, then my Feather Clan must enter and find out. If we don't, then we can only invite the seniors of the Sacred Tribulation four or five times to come here and receive your high level of skill. "    

Someone from the Feather Clan also sneered.    

Seeing this scene, the Feather Snake God's eyes flashed with a cold light. There were more than ten Sheng Domain Martial Cultivator in this place, he couldn't possibly do something as if he had killed all of them. If the water tribe and Feather Clan really summoned an expert similar to him, it would be easy for things to go awry.    

It seemed that he could only let them enter the tomb together.    

If these fellows wanted to snatch the object that he had set his eyes on, then … Just kill them all.    

Thinking up to here, the Feather Snake God's voice sank as he sinisterly shouted, "The Water race and Feather Clan are allowed to enter. A group of trash. Hehe, if you dare step half a step into the tomb without permission, kill … "No pardon."    

The moment the voice was heard, killing intent filled the air.    

"Is that so?"    

"I would like to see where this dog or cat came from, daring to stay in my Human Clan territory … "How dare you make such a ruckus."    

Without waiting for the Fat Buddhist Monk to speak, at that moment, a gust of wind blew past, and a pure sword intent appeared.    

"Swoosh swoosh!"    

The speed of the sword intent's attack was so fast that it could only make people feel as if the tide was rising, and it was filled with surging pressure.    

As it flew through the air, even the air vibrated to the point that ripples were formed.