Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Just as he walked in, Ye Feng gasped, and started channeling his spirit power.    

There were thousands upon thousands of cultivation spots, ranging from lowest to highest among the mountain ranges. The highest cultivation area was filled with spirit energy and was filled with a spirit mist. It was simply like entering a fairyland.    

There were thousands of them densely packed together, but these Martial Cultivator s were basically all gathered at the lower and middle level cultivation grounds. The higher they were, the fewer there were.    

There were only a few people at the highest level training grounds.    

"Hmm? Why would Human Clan enter this place? "    

"It's Prince Consort …" Ye Feng! "    

"Tsk tsk, he looked extremely weak and weak, just like a coward. I really don't know what virtue or ability he has to be seen by the Princess Wu Ji."    

"…"    

Ye Feng chuckled softly as he heard the sounds of ridicule from the surroundings. He did not seem to care.    

It is mediocre not to be envied.    

Furthermore, those who had the time to gossip with him were mostly mere ants who were too lazy to waste their time on them.    

He looked around.    

At the edge of each cultivation location was a large stone with different shapes and symbols carved into it.    

"So that's how it is."    

Taking out the secret room key that Wu Ji had given him, Ye Feng took a look and understood roughly. The pattern on the key was exactly the same as the engravings on the ancient stones, and there were even some insignia on it.    

As he climbed up the stairs, Ye Feng followed the directions of the symbol and arrived at the peak of the mountain in unison. Only then did he find the ancient stone that matched the key.    

That location was enveloped by a faint seal.    

The training ground below was extremely large, enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people. However, the top of the mountain peak was only a few hundred feet in radius.    

Clearly, this area could only be used by the elites of the Water race.    

As soon as Ye Feng arrived at the peak of the mountain, he immediately sensed that this place was not ordinary.    

He was clearly at the top of this mountain, but he had the illusion that he could see the entire sea. It seemed that as long as he extended his hand, the sea water would flow back a hundred miles.    

"Such a mysterious place. Truly … "A rare cultivation treasure."    

Ye Feng's heart flashed with joy. He stuck the key into the ancient stone and indifferently sealed it, allowing him to enter.    

There weren't many Ice Soul Violent Force left in his body. In a day or two, he should be able to completely remove them.    

Ye Feng took a deep breath. The Essence inside was abundant, and there was even a hint of a strange fragrance, causing Ye Feng to feel that his body was light and his dantian was abundant.    

"Hmph …"    

"At the summit of my Hall of Eternal Life Holy Mountain, there are only nineteen cultivation spots, which can be said to be incomparably sacred. We have already passed on for hundreds of thousands of years, and from start to end, we have only been able to accommodate the elite of the Aquatic Clan, the Dragon Ascending Ranking Martial Cultivator, to cultivate. He never thought that it would be occupied by a Human Clan Martial Cultivator today, truly … has humiliated the ancestors. "    

Just as he was about to close his eyes and start cultivating, a mocking voice sounded by his ear.    

Ye Feng raised his head and looked over. A young man dressed in purple stood on the clouds with an arrogant expression on his face. He landed right in front of him. He raised his eyebrows, and looked at Ye Feng, his eyes revealing an expression of contempt.    

His back was extremely peculiar. On it was a piece of armor the size of a pot lid. It was crisscrossed like a turtle's shell.    

"One... A turtle? "    

"Where did this little turtle come from? Do you want to disturb my cultivation?"    

Throwing him a supercilious look, Ye Feng adjusted his own clothes, not wanting to pay any attention to this guy at all.    

There was no need for him to think any further, he knew that it was yet another Water Clan Martial Cultivator who disliked him, most likely some guy who had a crush on Wu Ji.    

"Insolent being of a different race, this is a special place for the royal family and elites of the Water race to train, how can you allow a single Human Clan to desecrate it? Get the hell out here right now! "    

The purple-clothed turtle shell youth was enraged.    

He thought that Ye Feng would be sensible and walk out of his cultivation room, but he didn't expect that would look down on him so much and not even spare him a glance.    

"Blasphemy? There are fairies and deities here, don't put on airs in front of me. " Ye Feng glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, and said impatiently: "This prince isn't interested in being jealous of such a thing, if you have the time, you might as well go and perform in front of the princess."    

As a Martial Cultivator of the Dragon Ascending Ranking, he was naturally an impressive figure among the young Martial Cultivator of the Hall of Eternal Life, but to say that he was in front of a princess, was not even worth looking at.    

The number one beauty in Aolai Sea, one of the inheritors of the Valkyrie, the Princess Hall of Eternal Life, any kind of identity was not something he could reach easily, but … And, it was not something this little Martial Cultivator in front of him could do.    

Yet, this fellow had become Prince Consort.    

Furthermore, this fellow even dared to boast and call himself "Prince Consort" right in front of him?    

Ye Feng's words felt as if countless needles were stabbing into his heart.    

"How dare you! You think that this Prince Consort of mine is so arrogant, that in the future you won't be able to defy the heavens and teach you a lesson! Do you really think that there's no one in my Hall of Eternal Life capable of doing such a thing?!"    

The purple-clothed youth's face was gloomy, both of his hands were suffused with a little bit of water vapor, slowly rushing towards Ye Feng.    

"Courting death?"    

Ye Feng took a step out of his cultivation status, crossed his chest, and stood in front of the purple-clothed youth, as he said coldly: "This prince's consort has obtained the permission of the princess to cultivate here. She personally gave me the key, what kind of identity do you have? You actually dare to point fingers at this Prince Consort in front of this prince? "    

With his status, he indeed didn't have the qualifications to interfere with the princess' decision.    

However, his expression soon turned cold and he said in an evil tone, "As a water clan disciple, it is everyone's responsibility to protect my clan's dignity."    

With these words, waves in his hands condensed into a chain, and he let out an explosive shout, "For the sake of purging the Su Clan's rules, I will teach you, a fake Prince Consort, a lesson today!"    

The sound wasn't too loud, but each cultivation spot was close to the other. However, in the blink of an eye, it attracted countless gazes.    

Many Water Clan Martial Cultivator s flocked over and stopped at the summit or halfway up the mountain to watch the show.    

"Hehe …" The cowardly Prince Consort had gotten himself into trouble. With Dragon Ascending Ranking, Martial Cultivator will not be able to continue watching. "    

"Humans, the thing they are most afraid of is that they don't know how good they are. If they ran over our heads to train, they would have taught us a lesson a long time ago."    

"Looking at his aura, he is only at the fifth or sixth level of the Void Stage. He probably got the favor of the princess just by a little bit of luck, what qualifications does he have to act arrogantly in front of the Dragon Ascending Ranking Martial Cultivator?"    

"…"    

Seeing Ye Feng being made a fool, mocking voices sounded out.    

If Ye Feng's cultivation was strong and his strength was high, then that would be fine too.    

Yet, a young Martial Cultivator with average cultivation and average looks became the Prince Consort of a Princess Wu Ji that everyone drooled over. How could the male water clan Martial Cultivator take this lying down?    

In the span of nearly a month, a bunch of young water clan Martial Cultivator s, who were holding in their anger, were now strongly provoked. They wished for nothing more than for everyone to rush over and violently beat Ye Feng, who did not care about anything, up …