Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The three mountains embraced each other and faced the east, perfectly absorbing the yang energy between heaven and earth. The river, which represented yin energy in the tomb, also absorbed the earth energy.    

The gathering of Yin and Yang was a good choice for a grave. However, most Martial Cultivator would become slaves and become corpse slaves if they were to absorb too much of the natural energy in this precious land.    

"No matter who the tomb lord is, to dare to be buried in such a place, his origins must be great. No wonder he attracted so many experts."    

Thinking about that, Ye Feng rubbed his hands together in shock. All the Clans of the Divine Martial Realm had always placed importance on the ancient tombs, they would definitely not allow any other clan to get their hands on them. However, this large tomb looked to be a masterless land, who knew which ancient experts were buried there?    

With experts from various clans gathered together, a fierce battle between two evenly matched opponents was inevitable.    

Ye Feng did not act rashly, the experts from various clans had gathered here, probably because they already knew of the existence of this tomb.    

Not only that, but with the appearance of this large tomb, there was a great fluctuation of energy that spread out for hundreds and thousands of miles, causing everyone's hearts to palpitate.    

"Hmm? What is that thing? "    

Ye Feng who was frowning was still observing, he had already found a few dark things in a piece of volcanic magma.    

They were the remains of a few demon clan experts. One of them had an ox head and a snake body, and had long since dried up completely. However, it was not burnt by the magma.    

There was also an Luan. Its wings were enormous, but its feathers were still there. It completely ignored the high temperature burn.    

The surprise and curiosity in Ye Feng's heart became stronger, even if the King Stage Expert had fallen, his body would gradually become corrupt after hundreds of thousands of years. What kind of existence was it that could be roasted by a volcano and last forever?    

Unless...    

These fallen demons all possessed sage realm cultivation. Only then would they be able to remain unharmed for thousands of years.    

"What the hell. If those demon clan corpses were all at the Saint realm, then who would be able to live in this ancient palace within the volcano?"    

Ye Feng was secretly speechless, and felt that it was just too unbelievable.    

After about an hour, the previous violent fluctuation finally subsided a little. The grayish-black smoke and dust between heaven and earth faded away and the origin energy fluctuation gradually calmed down.    

"Does anyone know what happened?"    

"A special cave has appeared, a special treasure has appeared …"    

"Let's go, ownerless objects are to be found by those with the ability to do so. If we fall behind by even a single step, not even a speck of dust will remain."    

"…"    

In the dark, fog-shrouded space, several figures were constantly emerging. They looked up with excitement in their hearts, and when they saw the ancient structure suspended in the fiery light, quite a few people immediately cried out in alarm.    

Ye Feng had also sensed the auras of the City Lord Hsing and the others. A few kilometers away, Bai Susu and Zhong Lee followed closely behind Bai Hucheng, their faces covered in dirt.    

His heart stirred. Just as he was about to join the four of them, his body slightly stiffened. As he swept his gaze over the crowd, he vaguely saw a dozen or so demon clan figures flash past in front of him, blocking his way.    

Among them, there was a Spirit Demon King, whose entire body was emitting a sharp and unruly aura, it was Wild Prisoning King who had been chasing him from the Water Clan all the way to the Starlight City.    

This guy actually came?    

Ye Feng immediately withdrew his aura and hid in the black mist.    

However, after waiting for a long time and seeing that these guys did not leave, he could only temporarily give up the idea of going to reunite with them.    

Ye Feng naturally did not have any good impressions towards his enemy, the Wild Prisoning King. If not for the fact that his own Ninth Heaven of Roc was too profound, he would have been captured by the Wild Prisoning King.    

However, the current him was temporarily unable to show his face for revenge.    

There were quite a few demon clan members this time. With a few Demon Clan Expert s by his side, Ye Feng felt that it was extremely dangerous, to the point where he was unable to see through them.    

Ye Feng had a feeling that these Spirit Demon experts were hiding their cultivation, their true strength was definitely stronger than he had expected, causing him to not dare to move recklessly.    

As time passed, more and more people gathered over. Everyone was nervously watching the volcano's crater, but they didn't dare to move forward.    

The bubbling magma continued to spew out, carrying with it an ancient and desolate aura, as though some strong and powerful being was slowly awakening. The oppressive aura made the Martial Cultivator feel heavy, and the closer they got to the crater, the greater the pressure.    

However …    

After another hour or so, the sky gradually darkened. Finally, a few experts could no longer hold themselves back and used their Origin Energy to form defensive barriers. Step by step, they approached the volcano's crater.    

Human Clan, Spirit Demon Race, Water Clan, Feather Clan, and some other rare races all had strong rankers present. Martial Cultivator s from various clans were divided into large groups, and carefully avoided the people from other clans, eyeing them covetously.    

Suddenly, a silver demon king beside Wild Prisoning King whose body was overflowing with light, swept the other clans with his griffin-like eyes, stepped forward, extended his hand and drew a rune in front of him, isolating the other clans from the outside.    

"Everyone, this is the resting place of our demon clan's Great Sage. We have come today precisely to welcome back senior's spirit body. Please return."    

"What …"    

"What right do you have to call it the tomb of the Great Sage of the Goblin Tribe?" I even said it was the tomb of my Human Clan Saint. "    

"That's right …" Why would the Great Sage of the demon race be buried in the center of my Human Clan? "    

"You demi-humans probably want to keep the treasures within for yourselves …" Do you really think the rest of us are three years old now? "    

"…"    

When these words were spoken, the other Martial Cultivator s became agitated and started pointing at the demon king that was obviously transformed from the silver heavenly roc as they started to curse.    

"Your demon clan is indeed too overbearing."    

Many experts of the Water race had also arrived. There were nearly a hundred of them, and their auras weren't any weaker than the monsters. The one who spoke was an elder wearing grey armor, and there was a sparkling gem embedded on his forehead. His expression was dignified, and he had an imposing manner even though he was not angry.    

"We, the Water race, have already noticed this barren land many years ago. According to our race's conclusion, the one buried here is a water race ancestor. He's not even close to you, a demon clan expert."    

"Old monster Xuan Shui, you sure know how to spout nonsense. Can't you see that outside of the main hall, there are still a lot of remains of my Demon Clan Expert. Obviously, they are the guardians of the Great Sage who passed away."    

The Silver Sky Peng snorted coldly with an unfriendly expression.    

As he spoke, a powerful demonic energy burst out, causing the few Water race people closest to him to retreat backwards.    

"Silver Winged Demon King, you're the one who's inverting black and white. Those demon clan remains were obviously killed by our clan's experts …" This is the tradition of our water tribe. "    

The old man from the Water race stared at him and laughed coldly, "If you really want to say that it was your Demon Race's Great Sage's tomb, you can do it. Bring out the evidence."    

Ye Feng secretly chuckled as he landed.    

If there was nothing to gain from, then there was nothing to say. However, weren't these fellows too greedy? They actually wanted to swallow it in one gulp?    

As for the Demon Race's Great Sage or the Water Race's sage, they were just excuses they could come up with to occupy the tomb …