Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

This time, he did not exchange the Spirit Protecting Yuan Dan for anything, but prepared a "Soul Accumulation" for himself. He wanted to use the inscription symbol to resist the interference of the spirit technique from the Taoist Rite of Scripture.    

He took off the clothes on his upper body, and the muscles on his sturdy chest were coiled around his waist. After a long period of hard work in cultivating, his physique was especially robust.    

Taking a light breath, Ye Feng followed Guan Buyu's instructions before he left. He brought his fingers together and pressed them against his chest.    

Pop...    

A slight wave of elemental energy emanated from his chest.    

Sensing the fluctuations within, his other hand moved as fast as lightning and removed the excess inscription. Then, he gently raised his hand and fiercely pressed down towards the most violent of the ripples.    

Dong …    

The moment it touched the skin, a strange undulation flowed out from the place it touched and into his entire body, causing Ye Feng's entire body to tremble.    

A cool and refreshing aura emitted from his chest, causing one to feel refreshed.    

Without the slightest hesitation, he activated his meridians and sent a strand of soul force into the inscription.    

Boom!    

Following the invasion of the spirit energy, the inscription suddenly burst out with a bright light. One could clearly feel the Energy of Elemental Strength within constantly fluctuating, like a small furnace, as it released an incredible power.    

When the force of the disturbance in the surroundings neared to about three feet from Ye Feng's body, it was difficult to advance another inch.    

"Is this the power of the Soul Accumulation's inscription?"    

Seeing the strange illusion energy being dispersed, Ye Feng could not help but exclaim. With such a strong effect, it was no wonder that a "Soul Accumulation" could be sold for such a high price for twenty million Spiritual Stone.    

After suppressing the joy in his heart, he sat down cross-legged on the jade platform, placed a Sect Talisman in the dent, and closed his eyes to cultivate.    

Ye Feng's plan this time was to directly rush into the Ninth Level of Void Stage, with the three Sect Talisman added together, he would have a total of twelve days of cultivation time. His current cultivation had already reached the late stage of the Eighth Level of Void Stage, so he should be able to meet the requirements to rush into the Ninth Level of Void Stage.    

Weng! *    

Accompanied by a hum, strong streams of elemental energy gushed in from all directions, transforming into torrents that rushed into Ye Feng's body.    

With the support of the inscription, the interference of the illusion could be ignored. Ye Feng did not refuse it and opened up his Evergreen And Everlasting Vein, sucking in all the spirit energy like a whale drinking.    

In just a single day, the elemental energy in his dantian increased by quite a bit.    

"With this kind of cultivation speed, after I finish my closed door cultivation this time, I should be able to attack the Ninth Level of Void Stage."    

At the same time that he was excited, Ye Feng was also a bit emotional.    

Taoist Rite of Scripture was the most precious place of cultivation for Heavenly And Earthly Essence Sect. The amount of time a disciple could enter into cultivation was limited. As a result, those with extraordinary talent would be able to obtain more Origin Energy, and those with slightly less talent would naturally have fewer.    

Spending the same amount of time and paying the same price, yet obtaining the same results, wasn't fair to some disciples.    

Unfortunately, this was the Upper City Jinhua, and the ones who were able to occupy this place had access to resources … They would only be left to the strong.    

With a toss of his head, all the thoughts in his mind flew out, and Ye Feng's mind once again entered into a state of cultivation.    

As time slowly passed by, the Origin Energy in his body was rapidly accumulating. On the seventh day, the crystal in his Dantian became even more translucent, and it occupied more than half of his Dantian's space.    

Ye Feng understood in his heart that when all of his elemental energy had condensed into a crystal, he would be able to step into the King Realm.    

Without the interference of the illusions, his perception of elemental energy was much sharper. Right now, his body was like a raging river, ready to break through the eighth layer at any time and break through to the ninth layer in one go.    

Unfortunately, things did not go as he wished. On the eighth, ninth, and tenth day, his elemental energy was still slowly filling up, but there was no significant increase.    

The more time passed, the less obvious the increase in his elemental energy was.    

On the last day, it was the same as before. Just as his Yuan Power was about to meet the requirements to advance, he was still unable to advance into the advanced stage.    

"Damn, what is going on!"    

In the evening, Ye Feng who had been struggling for several days had no choice but to give up as he shouted in a flustered manner.    

The scene in front of his eyes was a little strange. It was as if there was a faint shackle restricting the coming of the state of advancement.    

"Kid, recently you've been engrossed with inscription and neglected to perceive the spirit energy, causing your mental state to be insufficient. Perhaps …" As long as we fight one or two big battles, we will be able to get a promotion. "    

Elemental Spirit's lazy voice came out.    

Hearing his words, Ye Feng couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh.    

That's right, ever since I entered the Earthly Essence Sect, I have been busy increasing my mental strength and inscription techniques, and indeed, I have been a bit negligent towards martial skills.    

The current him was like a winter's lake. A thin layer of frost floated on the surface of the water, preventing the lake's surface from being full.    

However, as long as he used an external force to break this layer of frost, he would have the opportunity to advance.    

Seeing the light that was constantly fading amongst the Sect Talisman, he helplessly shook his head. There was nothing he could do after reaching a bottleneck, so he could only choose to leave the cultivation stone room.    

The continuous flow of Taoist Rite of Scripture with extremely high density of Origin Energy actually caused his head to feel slightly bloated, and upon coming out, he felt somewhat relaxed and happy.    

Just as he was about to leave the Inner Sect and return to the Factotum Tavern, the road ahead... However, it was as though a figure had blocked it.    

Not far away from the Eight Exquisite Pagoda, under an ancient tree, stood a majestic male figure.    

This person was tall and tower-like. He was carrying a huge glazed heavy hammer on his back, and there was a blade of grass in the corner of his mouth. He was waiting with his eyes closed.    

The tall man did not emit any aura from his body, but the feeling he gave off was extremely oppressive, as if this person was emitting a sharp aura all over.    

Many Sky Inner Sect of Earthly Essence Sect disciples stood from afar and watched, and from time to time, they would point at the man while whispering a few words.    

"Tyrant's Breath!"    

After a simple glance, Ye Feng gave his evaluation.    

This person's muscles were strange, his knuckles protruded, and calluses covered the back of his hands. His long hair fluttered recklessly, and his brows were filled with unruliness. His slightly closed eyes would occasionally twitch, as if he was dissatisfied with the surrounding gazes.    

The hammer on his back was even more exaggerated. Its head was about the size of a washbasin, and it was as black as ink. A faint smell of blood was emitted from it.    

Even most of the people with Heavenly Essence Sect purposely avoided him. Only a few strong individuals looked meaningfully at the man, and with a bit of an expression of watching from the sidelines, they stood not too far away.    

"Senior Brother, what happened here?"    

Unable to hold back his curiosity, Ye Feng pulled a Earthly Essence Sect disciple who was by his side and asked.    

"I don't know either. Perhaps some blind person provoked that fellow again. He has already been standing there for nearly two days."    

The Inner Sect disciple who was stopped by Ye Feng curled his lips and replied.    

"Oh? "Then who is this?"    

Ye Feng continued to ask.