Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Next time, remember this. A disaster will arise from your mouth. I think that you will not have a second precious symbol on you. It will save you a second time …"    

Ye Feng's ice-cold voice spread, causing the surrounding Martial Cultivator to subconsciously shut their mouths tightly.    

"Scram!"    

A group of trembling Royal Family Martial Cultivator seemed to have received amnesty. Lifting up Hanger-On Wang who had lost his soul and was covered in blood, they immediately disappeared from everyone's sight.    

Seeing the group of Royal Family Martial Cultivator s being scared witless and leaving so easily, the people from the Long Family and Situ Family similarly did not dare to stay in the Tia Family Fort for long.    

The two families had nothing to do with Tia Family, so after Ye Feng destroyed the Tia Family, he brought the most benefits to the two families instead.    

The Long family's patriarch, Long Chengyuan, and the Situ Family ancestor, Situ Dugu, cupped their hands towards Ye Feng with a stiff expression before quickly leaving.    

"Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!"    

Seeing the Western Tang Martial Cultivator s disappear one by one, Ye Feng felt completely at ease.    

With Tia Family coming to an end, he had to leave as soon as possible.    

He had just taught the royal family a lesson. Although these ministers could not pose too much of a threat to Ye Feng, but the royal family of the Western Tang Dynasty, after all, the strongest ruler of the Western Tang Dynasty that had lived for thousands to tens of thousands of years, could not be defeated by Ye Feng alone.    

Even if it was an ordinary king realm expert, they wouldn't easily provoke a powerful country, let alone one with the support of Heavenly Extreme Hall.    

He had originally wanted to find a chance to see the Master Dong, but it was obviously impossible now.    

Whether it was the Heavenly Extreme Hall or the West Tang royal family, they would most likely not let the news of him appearing in the Luo'ann City go so easily.    

There was one thing Hanger-On Wang was right about, after all, there would probably be endless amounts of people chasing after them.    

And after understanding more or less of Ye Feng's current fighting strength, the pursuers sent by all sides would definitely not be too weak.    

After thinking carefully for a moment, Ye Feng shook his head, his face expressionless as he looked at the current deathly still Tia Family Fort. A ball of Cyan Black Nether Fire jumped on his palm, and with a light wave of his palm, cyan colored flames blazed, and the entire Tia Family Fort was quickly surrounded by a cloud of smoke.    

Now that had killed all the Tia Family Warriors, he knew that he wouldn't be able to kill any ordinary disciples of the second or third generation who were in the Innate Realm as well.    

"Finally … It's all over. "    

The thin figure floated above the Tia Family Fort, looking at the endless flames, Ye Feng sighed in his heart. That year, because of Huo Jing'er's disappearance, he risked her life to kill her way up Tia Family. Although Huo Jing'er was saved by a mysterious expert in the end, even now, Ye Feng did not know who it was that saved Huo Jing'er.    

Huo Jing'er, where is this place now?    

Thinking of that cute and adorable little girl who loved him, his mouth couldn't help but form a warm smile.    

It had been a long time since he last saw that girl. He wondered how she was doing now, and whether she was still like in the past, fond of Spiritual Stone s, and lazy when she was cultivating …    

His body flashed, and with an extremely fast speed, he flew in a certain direction outside the Luo'ann City. The matter of Tia Family had already been settled, if he still did not leave, once the royal family of Western Tang or the Heavenly Extreme Hall's King Stage Expert arrived, it would be quite troublesome.    

Seeing the sponsors of this war of attrition leaving quickly, many Martial Cultivator outside their Tia Family Fort s that were watching from afar also scattered out in all directions.    

The things that happened in the Luo'ann City today would soon spread throughout the entire West Tang.    

A clan that had thousands of years of history could create quite a sensation in the West Tang. Furthermore, the one who had caused this was the person who had caused such a sensation not long ago in the various factions of the Yuan Wu sect …    

Devil Essence Sect, Howling Ghost Gorge.    

Ever since his mission at Heavenly Forbidden City had failed and he had returned to the sect, Two Old Men of Soul Devouring had been severely punished by Great Elder Mo Teng.    

Originally, the two of them still had to go to the Punishment Hall to bear the pain of a month of blood refinement. However, Sect Master Mo Yuanzi forbade them from receiving this punishment.    

In Mo Yuanzi's opinion, with the Heavenly Forbidden City battle, the Devil Sect couldn't be considered to have failed, and it wasn't necessarily a bad thing for their rise.    

Moreover, some things that happened made Mo Yuanzi feel that it was exceptionally interesting.    

Although Sect Master spared them, he still hated Ye Feng, the troublemaker, to the bone the key person who failed their plan. The two old devils really wanted to tear apart Ye Feng's bones and pull out his tendons, then ravage him.    

However, it was not going to be easy to kill Yu Yi Feng.    

Especially after Two Old Men of Soul Devouring returned to the Devil Essence Sect, from the few Devil Essence Sect disciples who had fought with Ye Feng and survived, they found out that the Phantom of Martial Soul on this child's body was actually extremely suppressing and could cause the Devil Qi in the body of the Devil Sect Martial Cultivator to not function properly.    

It was probably because of his Phantom of Martial Soul that he was able to kill Bai Yue.    

According to the astonishing fighting strength he had displayed in the Heavenly Forbidden City, ordinary Ninth Level of Void Stage Martial Cultivator s were simply unable to contend against him.    

This way, it would be very troublesome.    

The King Stage Expert could not move out in broad daylight, and other Martial Cultivator s were not Ye Feng's match either. Originally, Chu Haiyu would have been the best candidate to deal with Ye Feng, but Chu Haiyu himself had also suffered defeat at the hands of Ye Feng, feeling extremely furious.    

He firmly believed that the reason Ye Feng could defeat him was not because of his own ability.    

Not long after returning to the sect, Chu Haiyu, who had taken many precious spirit pellets and recovered completely, despairingly discovered a powerful martial body that he was once proud of … The black-scaled body had disappeared without a trace for some reason.    

It was as if this mysterious martial body had never existed.    

This was undoubtedly a heavy blow to Chu Haiyu. Even though Chu Haiyu's innate talent in cultivation was incomparably strong and was reputed as a rare genius with a thousand years of Devil Essence Sect, the disappearance of his martial body still caused his strength to drop by quite a bit.    

As a result, Chu Haiyu's hatred for Ye Feng increased day by day, simply to the point of not giving up until one party died.    

"Ye Feng... It must be you who messed with my martial body. I will definitely catch you and take it back. I will also need to understand the matter of my sacred artifact ring. "    

After receiving the news that Ye Feng had appeared at the Strong Country West Tang, Chu Haiyu immediately left the Howling Ghost Gorge and quickly headed towards the west Tang Dynasty.    

At the same time, the other branches of the devil sect had also sent their respective powerful Half-Step King Stage Martial Cultivator s to quietly rush towards the Luo'ann City …    

"..."    

In the Western Tang Imperial Palace, the head of a powerful country sat in the middle of the throne room.    

Under the cover of the Seven Treasures Pearl Curtain, only the figure of a tall and middle-aged man could be vaguely seen.    

The position below the country leader was not that of a prime minister, general or prince, but it was that of a young Martial Cultivator dressed in the clothes of elite Heavenly Extreme Hall disciples. He was upright, and his body was like a sword.