Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Waves of cold wind blew across and brought with it a bone-piercing chill, causing him to shudder and suddenly stand up.    

In front of him, about ten steps away from him, was a pair of blood-red eyes that constantly swiveled. At the same time, they were sizing him up in a sinister manner.    

"This... Could it be the remnant soul that the Master of the Tombs wanted to revive? "    

The moment this thought popped out, Ye Feng was immediately shocked by himself. If Zhong Lee and the Silver Winged Demon King's deduction was correct, this large tomb might really be related to the so called Great Saint Peacock.    

Even if it wasn't, the owner of these two blood eyes was definitely not someone easy to deal with.    

Swish!    

The blood-red eyes in front suddenly widened, as though they had sensed Ye Feng's thoughts, causing him to hastily take a small step back.    

"What the hell are you!"    

With a cold shout, Ye Feng mustered up his courage and started circulating his spirit energy, shooting towards the pair of bloody eyes.    

Puff!    

A strange scene appeared. The Origin Energy pillars directly passed through the bloody eye, but did not cause any damage.    

Was it not an entity?    

Ye Feng was shocked.    

But if it wasn't an actual entity, why would it possess such powerful demonic might?    

Just as he was struggling to come up with an answer, the pair of bloody eyes suddenly turned and flew towards Ye Feng's forehead.    

Ah!    

Ye Feng's hair stood on end, and out of instinct, he poured all of his Spirit Force into his body, striking towards the Blood Eye which was rushing towards him.    

Weng! *    

The distance between them was not even five steps, yet the two were moving extremely fast. After an invisible wave of spiritual force exploded outwards, Ye Feng's figure was knocked back a few steps.    

But of course, this collision also caused the blood-colored eyes to stop mid-air, and they began to tremble slightly.    

"It really is a remnant spirit of the Spirit power. Dammit, my luck shouldn't be that bad right?"    

After cursing lightly, Ye Feng turned around and left without the slightest hesitation.    

With a blurry vision and a clear vision, he could only use his psychic power to scout the surroundings. Then, relying on his awareness, he fled to a place he believed to be safe.    

Being targeted by Zhong Lee, his existence would definitely be a remnant of his soul.    

Furthermore, this remnant soul clearly came from the Ancient Hall.    

To be able to directly send Ye Feng flying, there was no doubt that the Strength of Spiritual Power of this remnant soul exceeded the sixteenth stage. If it wasn't a spirit inscription master, then it could be predicted that its strength had obviously reached the level of the Divine Tribulation Realm.    

Thinking of that, Ye Feng could not help but laugh bitterly in his heart.    

Even if he met a semi-sage realm cultivator, he wouldn't be able to escape. But now, he was being chased by a remnant spirit that was almost at the Saint Tribulation Realm. Perhaps … This time I'm going to lose my life here.    

Whoosh …    

As soon as his feet left the ground, the pair of bloody eyes behind him chased him rapidly, his target being still Ye Feng's Divine Sea.    

"You want to steal my body? It's simply wishful thinking. "    

Ye Feng had undoubtedly figured out the purpose of this remnant soul attack, and quickly left the place while cursing in a low voice.    

If this monster was bred according to the method of corpse rearing, then once it leaves the ancient palace, its power would weaken.    

The facts proved that Ye Feng's guess was right.    

After travelling about ten li, the pair of bloody eyes became even more urgent. He could faintly feel that it was gradually becoming restless.    

Roar …    

After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, an extremely violent roar came from the direction of the main hall.    

Ye Feng's face immediately turned ugly.    

Perhaps what was bred in the tomb was not as simple as just a remnant soul. The real original body was still in the hall.    

After escaping more than five kilometers away, the Blood Eye's speed had slowed down again, and was no longer able to catch up to Ye Feng's speed.    

The Blood Eye stopped, but it did not return to the hall. Instead, it stared at Ye Feng like a tiger staring at its prey, and revealed a bloodthirsty desire in its eyes.    

His blurred vision started to recover gradually. With a jolt of his mind, Ye Feng expelled the remaining darkness completely.    

"F * ck, I finally give up!"    

Panting, Ye Feng raised his hand and released a burst of spirit force into the Blood Eye. Of course, it was still just teleportation, he was only trying to release his breath.    

After confirming that the Blood Eye behind him was not a threat, Ye Feng finally reached the top of a mountain and observed the situation before him.    

After a moment, he had a general idea of what was going on.    

Fifty miles of the surrounding area was filled with demonic energy. As long as it was fifty kilometers away, there wouldn't be any danger.    

He tried to send a message to Bai Hucheng and the others, but no matter if it was spirit force or spirit force, as long as he entered the fifty li radius, it would be weakened.    

As for the central zone, it was impossible to reach.    

After probing a few times, Ye Feng had no choice but to give up. If he couldn't contact Bai Hucheng and City Lord Hsing, then he could only act accordingly.    

The strange thing was that during this stage, the pair of bloody eyes had been staring at him from beginning to end. No matter where Ye Feng moved to, the pair of bloody eyes would always follow him.    

"Hiss …"    

The two of them looked at each other, and suddenly, a sharp pain came from the depths of his mind. Ye Feng panicked and jumped a few steps back, thinking that the Blood Eye had attacked again.    

When he raised his eyes to take a look, the bloody eye was still floating in front of him. There was no sign of movement at all.    

"Crap, it's my mental power that …" It's starting to run out. "    

After carefully inspecting the surroundings, Ye Feng's expression became bitter. Ever since he entered the Second Level of King Stage, his mental energy had declined instead of increased. Furthermore, he showed signs of increasing his speed during these two days.    

What was terrifying was that Ye Feng didn't even know where the problem was, so he was unable to stop his mental energy from leaking. If this continued, within three to five years, his spiritual energy would be exhausted.    

Furthermore, Ye Feng could sense that after he had entered this area, the speed at which his mental energy was dissipating had clearly increased, to the point that it could dissipate at any time.    

Damn it, what's going on?    

"..."    

After a day and night of stalemate, the others weren't idle either. Silver Winged Demon King, Eccentric Xuan Shui, and the other experts were constantly probing the area, wanting to see if the main hall was safe.    

After losing another four experts, the various races did not dare to probe any further. Instead, they all quietly waited for reinforcements to arrive.    

Rumble rumble rumble!    

A series of booms came from the horizon as an ancient war chariot crushed the sky at the point where the heaven and earth intersected. In a flash, the chariot was already several thousand feet long.    

Separated by hundreds of kilometers, the murderous aura was still terrifyingly dense. One could vaguely see that the ancient chariot was covered densely in symbols, and as it was pulled by the three huge Qilin Demonic Beast, it released bursts of rumbling thunder as it rolled.    

Around the hall, almost everyone turned to look at the sky and began to inhale a cold breath of air.    

"Heavenly Imperial Chariot?"    

"It's the Feather Clan Warriors! They are so fast!"    

The Martial Cultivator looked excited as he stretched his neck to admire the elegant demeanor of the strong warriors.    

There was an extremely strict hierarchy within the Divine Martial Realm. Other than some major events, sage realm experts did not descend their Lower City easily. Such an ancient chariot that could search all over the Human Clan, might not even be able to find one even if it was found with just several hundred Lower City.    

The roar of the Qilin beast shook the air. Before the crowd could react, it had already traveled several hundred miles like lightning and stopped in front of the ancient palace.