Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Ye Feng straightened his body, the look in his eyes became somewhat serious, and the elemental energy and mental energy in his body started to circulate at the same time.    

His form was special, and not to mention that his cultivation had reached the Half-Step Void Entering Stage, his control over the grayish-black fog was superb. It seemed that he was not a normal Martial Cultivator, and his mental strength was definitely top-notch.    

This kind of person, in terms of battle power, could not even compare to Martial Cultivator of the same level.    

Ye Feng had to be careful.    

"I am Donghuang Chong.    

"Donghuang Chong suddenly raised his eyebrows, his eyes revealing a trace of greed.    

The other party actually had over 7,000 points?    

Hmph, the more points, the better.    

Not to mention killing the three brothers, even if he didn't kill them, the loss of so many points was still a crime.    

A man's wealth is his own fault.    

Anyone who saw more than 7000 points would be envious.    

"Kill all the people from my Eastern Emperor Family. As compensation, everything that you have is mine. You, including your battle pet Demonic Beast, must become my servant.    

"Donghuang Chong continued to speak gloomily.    

The Skull formed by the grayish-black fog in his hand actually also opened its mouth and laughed silently, looking extremely happy.    

"From the looks of it, you seem to be very confident in fighting the two of us?    

"Ye Feng caressed the black gold smooth fur of the Raging Flame Lion King and asked carelessly.    

"You haven't heard of me?    

"Isn't it just the five sons of the Eastern Emperor?"    

"Ye Feng replied.    

"Five sons of the Eastern Emperor?    

No, no, no. Those are just my four ignorant brothers of mine who have plastered gold on their own face. I also have a name, called... Ghost young master!    

"Donghuang Chong said.    

"Never heard of it!"    

"Ye Feng interrupted him.    

"Ignorant junior, then, you must have heard of the Profound Ranking, right? I am also the Ghost Young Noble, and my name is the thirty-third Profound Ranking!    

"Once Donghuang Chong said this, he took it seriously.    

He did not expect that the pale young man who looked like a hungry ghost was Profound Ranking Expert.    

Every single one of them were all experts at the peak of the Half-Step Void Entering Stage. Imagine, there were an unknown number of Martial Cultivator with such a high level of Yuanwu Continent, but only thirty-six of them were able to rank among the Profound Ranking.    

The sixth elite Ouyang Huan of the West Tang Martial Mansion was a Profound Ranking Expert. Back then, when Ye Feng was on the stage, he forcefully took one strike from Ouyang Huan with 50% of her strength, and was injured until he vomited blood and was defeated.    

It was just that at that time, Ye Feng was only at the first level of the Innate Realm, yet he had now reached the Innate Seventh Level.    

"Truly, one must not judge a book by its cover, and one must not judge a book by its cover.    

"Ye Feng sighed.    

Donghuang Chong was proud, he did not close his eyes and planned to listen to Ye Feng's flattery.    

But following that, he was angered to the point of spitting blood by Ye Feng's words.    

Ye Feng looked at him and continued in a serious tone: "You are a tuberculosis guy, people who don't know you are actually considered as the reincarnation of a natural born hungry ghost, I didn't think you would be included in the Profound Ranking s.    

"Hmm, it can be considered to be quite impressive. How about this, give me the points that are not even 3000 in your order badge, then I will ignore the disrespect your Eastern Royal Clan has for me …" "Or else, once I, Ye Feng enters the Myriad Peerless Sect and learnt the supreme divine ability, Heaven Rank and cultivation method, I will definitely stomp over your Eastern Zhou Eastern Emperor Aristocrat Clan!"    

"..." Donghuang Chong was stunned.    

Then he laughed, but the smile on his face was uglier than crying: "Keke …" Kid, do you know what happens to the people who die in my hands?    

"Even if I die, what will happen?"    

"Ye Feng laughed.    

"You may not know this, but for Innate Martial Cultivator, death is not the most miserable ending. Sometimes, happy death is always a luxury, and the most miserable ending is definitely … His soul was imprisoned, never to reincarnate.    

At this point, he suddenly burst out laughing like a wild wolf. "I shall let you see what happens when your soul is imprisoned and never reincarnates.    

As he made a sign with his hands, the black Skull in Donghuang Chong's hands suddenly moved up and down like a living creature. Waves of black mist surged out, and the black mist transformed into many horrifying human faces that had twisted expressions, some of them being men, some of them being women, some of them being old men, some of them being children … Every single one of their faces was full of sadness and pain, as if they were trying their best to escape from the fog.    

Unfortunately, every time these painful faces struggled out of the mist, they would be sucked back by the Skeleton's mouth. Then, countless ghost claws and ghost mouths would pounce on them from within the mist and bite them.    

At the same time that Ye Feng was staring at it, suddenly, one by one, the howls of the Ghost turned from nothingness to reality and entered Ye Feng's ears.    

"This is bad!"    

"Ye Feng's face suddenly changed.    

Buzz … The spiritual energy in his mind began to vibrate. The circles of spiritual protection protected his consciousness, and there was a bright light spreading out from the protection circle. However, the ghostly wails and wolfish howls that drilled into his ears became particularly clear.    

"Brat, let's see if you're still alive …" Hahahaha.    

At the same time, five of the fingers on his left hand revealed a copper bell. He pointed fiercely at the grayish-black Skull on his right hand and shook it.    

The terrifying sound of bells filled the air like rain.    

As if they had activated an attack signal, the grayish-black fog no longer restricted the faces that wanted to escape anymore. Immediately, the horrifying human faces that were old or young, male or female, started to silently laugh at the same time. The initial pain and misery disappeared, and at this moment, all of them changed into an ecstatic state, surging towards Ye Feng like a tide.    

At the same time, the grayish-black mist enveloped Ye Feng's body, causing his entire body to be covered in a greyish mist.    

The Armor of Elemental Qi and Blood God Armor were all useless at this moment.    

What was even worse was that the Raging Flame Lion King did not receive Ye Feng's signal to attack, but was still bewitched by the spirit prince's soul, and stood to the side without any reaction.    

Boom … Ye Feng's vision went black and he felt the world spinning around him. He opened his eyes and felt as if he had fallen into an endless hell.    

Under the assault of this massive number of ghost faces, his entire Divine Sea began to stir. The spiritual energy hidden within his Divine Sea felt as if it had left his body and was being swallowed up by these ghost faces!    

This was a situation that had never happened before, and Ye Feng's heart trembled.    

It seemed that he had been too careless. Even though he knew that the opponent was a Spirit Master, he had still fallen into his trap.    

However, before he could despair, Ye Feng had activated all of his mental energy. The "Soul-Taking Needle" danced up and down, and transformed into a flying Flying Sword that went back and forth, assassinating the ghost faces that tried to devour his mental energy.