Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Bai Hucheng looked at the dozens of shivering Martial Cultivator of Three Sects s, his eyes not showing any signs of pity.    

Stretching out his hand, he slashed at the sky and the earth. An enormous Origin Energy barrier formed, enveloping all of them.    

"Bai Hucheng, what are you doing!"    

Under the might of Bai Hucheng killing Ning Shentong, Mo Wuqing, and the person who killed the heart, they did not dare to flee.    

Moreover, Bai Hucheng's attack was just too fast, it did not even give them time to make a move, and they were already trapped within the barrier.    

It could be said that he had been defeated in one fell swoop.    

"Anyway, it's a dead man, fight it out with him." Someone shouted angrily.    

"Sigh. This is a sin that we created ourselves. Who can avoid the cycle of life and death? In the past, this old man had also bitterly advised Sect Master to not wade in this muddy water.    

An elder from the Blood Dragon Flag had a dull expression, as though he didn't want to fearlessly resist.    

To put your life on the line in front of a sage expert? They were just sending themselves to their deaths.    

"Revenge if there are grievances. Revenge if there are grievances. Your crimes, I, the Sect Leader, will judge! "    

After a cold shout, Bai Hucheng stepped into the barrier and waved his hand back. The scene inside was covered by surging spirit energy.    

City Lord Hsing looked up into the sky, knowing that the three sects were finished this time.    

If they had known today, they definitely wouldn't have touched a single hair on his body back then. However, there had never been such a thing as a medicine for regret in this world.    

In less than a quarter of an hour, there was already a drop of blood at the edge of the barrier. In the end, it converged into a line of blood that dyed the entire city red.    

City Lord Hsing could also vaguely hear the miserable screams coming from within.    

Fifteen minutes seemed like a century had passed, and only after the barrier had dissipated did the Martial Cultivator below let out a long sigh of relief, feeling better.    

Bai Hucheng stood in mid air.    

Surrounding him were more than twenty corpses floating in the air, all of them dead in exactly the same way. All of them had their top shattered.    

It could be seen that these dead king Realms had no chance to fight back at all. They had already become lonely souls under his palms.    

Only eight pale-faced Martial Cultivator s were still alive, among them was the Blood Dragon Flag Elder who spoke just now.    

"Since you guys were forced to a corner by old thief Ning and the other two, and considering how you didn't hurt anyone from the City Lord's Mansion just now, I'll spare your lives. Scram!"    

Bai Hucheng's brows were covered in dense clouds.    

Bai Hucheng hated all of the Martial Cultivator s of the three sects to the bones. To be able to let them go, it was no more than a slave who didn't want to be reduced to a slaughter, forcing himself to maintain the slightest bit of conscience in the face of his hatred.    

"Thank you …" Sect Leader Bai, forgive me. There are eight of us … From then on, it will disappear forever from the Starlight City. "    

The old man smiled bitterly, cupped his hands, and bowed before quickly leaving with the others.    

"The grudge is over. Sorry to bother the city lord, we …" So be it. "    

After accumulating for so many years, he had finally gotten his revenge. Bai Hucheng only felt relieved of a great matter in his heart, and no longer had any worries nor was he willing to stay in this place filled with sorrow. He cupped his hands towards City Lord Hsing and was about to leave.    

City Lord Hsing sighed lightly.    

He only said in a light voice: "If you leave, this old man won't ask you to stay either. It's just that Ye Feng received three of Ning Shentong's palms, and his injuries are extremely severe, so after this old man gave him the medicine, you didn't wait for him to awaken and bid him farewell?"    

"Ye Feng..."    

Hearing this, Bai Hucheng suddenly slapped his forehead. He was previously only concerned about the major event of revenge, and actually forgot that Ye Feng was injured. His gaze immediately swept across, and in a flash, he appeared beside Hei Hu, who was carrying Ye Feng.    

"The bones are broken, the meridians are damaged, and the dantian is also damaged."    

After some investigation, he raised his head to look at the City Lord Hsing, his expression serious.    

In order to stall for time for the city master, Ye Feng had forcefully received three palm strikes from Ning Shentong. Even though he did not die, his injuries were extremely severe, and he was currently in a coma.    

"Chen Xiao, lead some people to clean up the battlefield. The others will guard the various Starlight City to prevent any more accidents. Second Elder, find the best healing Pill and apothecaries within the city and bring them to the City Lord for questioning before the time it takes for an incense stick to burn has passed! "    

After quickly instructing a few things, City Lord Hsing waved his right hand. A wave of gentle and peaceful spirit energy wrapped around Ye Feng's body, and brought him to the City Lord's Mansion Hall.    

The Great Eagle King, Ben Leizhan and the rest watched eagerly as their figures disappeared. These Blood Slaughter Divine Beasts Martial Cultivator were not very familiar with healing their wounds, they could only wait for news.    

"This kid …" "Please don't die. I just had a good impression of him. If I die, it would be such a pity."    

The Great Eagle King muttered as he rubbed his hands.    

The other Martial Cultivator who came in a state of chaos nodded involuntarily when they heard Great Eagle King's words.    

Their goal for coming here was only to earn an inscription in the first place.    

However, after this huge battle, everyone unconsciously gave birth to a sense of admiration and recognition of Ye Feng.    

In the chaos of Blood Slaughter, where strength had always been respected, the way Ye Feng acted, how could his First Level of King Stage actually contend against a Half Saint? This method of fighting with no fear of death was even more respected than the inscriptions.    

"..."    

Very quickly, the best Pill and alchemists in the entire Starlight City gathered in the City Lord's Mansion Main Hall.    

"City Lord, please forgive me for my incompetence. Young Master Ye's injuries are too severe, any external interference, I'm afraid that he won't be able to withstand it."    

A white haired pill refiner shook his head, the healing pellet that he refined was something that Ye Feng could not consume.    

"That's right, the medicinal strength is like a blade. If I'm not careful, I'm afraid …" Let him heal. "    

The others all shook their heads, indicating that they were powerless.    

"If you want to use medicine to treat Young Master Ye, you can only help him strengthen his body first and stabilize the chaotic elemental energy in his body. Otherwise, even if you consume elixirs, the medicinal effects will turn into poison and cause Young Master Ye to lose his life."    

The white-haired, white-bearded alchemist pondered for a moment before giving his opinion.    

It was just the same principle.    

Since the medicinal effects could not enter his body and his elemental energy could not reach his body, how could he strengthen his body?    

"There is a sliver of my Ice Soul Violent Force in the body of Brother Ye. Maybe he won't reject my elemental energy, so let me give it a try."    

There was a trace of hesitation in Bai Hucheng's words, he could not make a decision, but seeing how Ye Feng's Qi was weakening, he made up his mind.    

City Lord Hsing who was frowning also nodded his head: "The Star-Moon Beast can attract the purest Strength of Starry SKy, it does not contain any impurities, and should be able to help out a little."    

"Brother Bai, the two of us will give it our all, we must definitely defeat Ye Feng … "Save him."    

Aowu …    

The grieving Star-Moon Beast by the side, upon hearing his words, immediately let out a cheer of excitement, its huge body quickly shrank and became the mini Small Beast like a kitten again, gently rubbing against Ye Feng's arm that was hanging down.    

Very quickly, everyone in the hall had been cleared out, leaving only City Lord Hsing, Bai Hucheng and the Star-Moon Beast behind.    

"There's no time to lose, hurry up …" "Let's begin."    

Glancing at Bai Hucheng who had a cautious expression, City Lord Hsing lightly bellowed, his hands formed a complex seal, and then gently rubbed on Ye Feng's chest.