Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

He glanced at Huo Jing'er and Master Dong, and the corner of his mouth curled into a bitter smile.    

"Master, if I'm not wrong, this Black Mist Cliff incident this time, has a mysterious black hand slowly pushing it, and it may even be a conspiracy of the heavens in itself. As I see it, you two... It's best to leave as soon as possible. "    

"Jing Er, I heard Senior Brother Mu say that you have a teleportation talisman given by your Jiugong Pavilion, so you can leave this place … Why don't you bring the master along? "    

"Brother Feng, what about you?"    

Huo Jing'er raised her charming face and stared at Ye Feng without blinking.    

"I still have something important to take care of. Jing'er, don't worry. Once I'm out, I'll definitely come find you at the Jiugong Pavilion right away." Ye Feng reached out and grabbed Huo Jing'er's slender hand, as a gentle light shot out from his eyes, and he said softly.    

"But …"    

Huo Jing'er wanted to say something but hesitated. She really didn't want to part with Ye Feng like this.    

"Jing Er, listen to Ye Feng and follow your master. The situation here is not something a Martial Cultivator of our level can get involved in. If you stay, you will only become a burden to Ye Feng. This old man believes … You definitely do not wish to implicate Ye Feng either … "    

Master Dong saw Huo Jing'er's hesitation and spoke to him.    

"Alright then."    

Huo Jing'er nodded her head in the end. Her eyes were a little red, and even though she was unwilling to leave Ye Feng, Huo Jing'er had swore that she would never implicate Feng Ge in her life.    

After he returned, he must train diligently and use the shortest amount of time to increase his strength.    

Ye Feng smiled at her, then turned his gaze to the Master Dong, after muttering to himself for a while, he continued to ask: "Master, there is one thing that has troubled me for a long time, I wonder, can you give me an answer?"    

"What do you want to ask …" However … to shake all of Tiannan? " Master Dong saw through what Ye Feng was thinking, and his long eyebrows trembled as he asked.    

Ye Feng's expression congealed, and said while nodding his head.    

"Exactly! "Master, please answer my questions!"    

Master Dong's gaze fell on Ye Feng's body, and after he laughed bitterly, he nodded and sighed: "Actually, with your strength, even if you didn't ask, this old man would have told you the truth."    

That year, Master Dong did not say anything after Ye Feng's repeated inquiries. It was because he was protecting Ye Feng, and because Ye Feng was in the Innate realm and knew too much, it was not beneficial for him, that was why he vaguely said "Mighty Heaven Shaking South".    

But being able to defeat Half-Step King Stage gave Ye Feng the right to know the truth behind everything he had done …    

"..."    

After approximately half an hour, Ye Feng, who had already recovered most of his elemental energy, sent the Master Dong and Huo Jing'er off with his eyes.    

The expression on his face was extremely grave, and his heart felt as if it was being overturned, unable to calm down for a long time.    

To shake the skies and south the earth, indeed, this was referring to the Nan Family which had the southernmost Yuanwu Continent.    

But from the master's mouth, Ye Feng received an extremely bad piece of information. Not long ago, this Nan Family, which was known as the "Powerful Heaven Shaking South" and had founded the South Sky Region Country for hundreds of years, had somehow offended the Demon Sect, and in a single night, had been completely toppled.    

There were more than a thousand royal members in the Nan Family, none of them managed to escape.    

In other words, the Nan Family had already been annihilated and the clues had been broken. Ye Feng no longer had to pass through the Demon God Mountain Range and head towards the southern part of the Origin realm.    

The whereabouts of his father, Ye Tian, once again became an unsolved mystery.    

With regards to this, Ye Feng could only remain silent, secretly blaming the heavens for not opening their eyes. The current him could only do as Master Dong had said before he left: The ones who destroyed the Nan Family were the two major branches of the Devil Sect, the Hell Sect and the Soul Essence Blood Hall. Perhaps only the Martial Cultivator s who had participated in this matter would know if they could find any clues.    

Sigh …    

Ye Feng sighed helplessly.    

However, after half an hour of rest, most of the spirit force in his body had recovered. Not only that, with the help of the black Pill that was gifted to him by the Master Dong, Ye Feng had fully recovered from his concussed injuries.    

He gazed ahead, his mind sensing the direction of the Devil Flame Dragonlion.    

After so long, the Dragonlion actually did not return …    

Could it be that he encountered some sort of crisis? Ye Feng who had stood up, flashed forward in a certain direction.    

"..."    

After advancing for several kilometers, the originally lush spiritual energy wasteland was now filled with many abandoned palace ruins.    

Even though tens of thousands of years had passed, most of these palaces had still survived. Based on the size of these palaces, it wasn't hard to imagine just how powerful the Violet Thunder Sect was back then.    

At the beginning, when Ye Feng saw these palaces, he was still looking forward to entering. But after entering, he realized that it was already a mess, the Martial Cultivator who entered earlier had already plundered everything, and there was nothing left.    

However, Ye Feng had no intention to stop. Even when he entered the King Stage Expert, he was still unable to break the enchantment formation, so why should he waste his spirit energy here?    

He could vaguely sense the movements of the Devil Flame Dragonlion, but he was unable to call it back.    

"How could the Dragonlion not listen to orders and act on its own?" Ye Feng muttered in his heart in disbelief.    

Could it be that the power of the mysterious Dragonlion had already surpassed his own?    

Maybe the Dragonlion had already sensed the Demon God's inheritance, so it decided to ignore everything else.    

Thinking about it, Ye Feng increased his speed by a few steps.    

The Devil Flame Dragonlion that had just advanced in Peak of Earth Rank was not that Black Phoenix as well as the remnants of the Taotia bloodline from the Solitary Abyss. Ye Feng had to follow along and assist his own Dragonlion in taking the inheritance.    

However, what confused Ye Feng was that the further he went, the more desolate the scenery became. It was as if the road he was walking on was not the important mountain gate leading to the Violet Thunder Sect.    

If not for the fact that he could clearly feel the direction the Devil Flame Dragonlion was heading towards, he would have suspected that he had straddled.    

After going past a few buildings that looked like ruins, Ye Feng realized that he had went around the main gate of the Violet Thunder Sect and went straight to the back of the mountain.    

There were very few people along the way, but he could see quite a few powerful Demonic Beast passing by. Ye Feng astonishedly realized that even though these Demonic Beast had personally witnessed him walking alone on his own as a Human Clan Martial Cultivator, they did not have any intention of attacking him.    

These Demonic Beast were all the same, as if someone was calling them to this place.    

This summon could make them give up their hatred towards the Human Clan Martial Cultivator, and could make them ignore their master's orders.    

As this thought flashed through his mind, Ye Feng turned around a bend in the mountain.    

In the front, about 10 miles away, a faint, bright light shone. In the middle, an ancient looking altar appeared.