Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

He opened his eyes and shook his swollen head.    

Even though Lu Yuan had only entered a few breaths' time before him, Ye Feng did not see any trace of Lu Yuan at all. What appeared in his line of sight was a fifteen meters wide hall, two walls of the hall were carved blue stones with runes on them, flashing with an obscure and strange light.    

The entire corridor was pitch black, no one knew where it led to.    

Upon entering, people would feel a gloomy Qi rushing towards them. Ye Feng looked to the side slightly, and in his ears he could actually hear the sound of the cold wind blowing, like the wailing of ghosts and the howling of wolves.    

This place...    

It made him very uncomfortable.    

However, since they had come, it was impossible for them to retreat.    

After giving it a quick glance, he started to walk towards the end of the long, dark corridor.    

But just as Ye Feng was walking forward by several tens of meters, he heard a loud noise. In the dark, a burst of ear-piercing, strange laughter suddenly sounded out. A few extremely quick, strange creatures flew out from the darkness and attacked Ye Feng.    

"What the hell is that?"    

Ye Feng's right hand shot out a ball of flame, and he could vaguely see the strange creatures' appearances.    

It was over ten feet tall, with a fierce face and green fangs, and its body was covered in green barbed hair. It held a steel fork in its hand, as if it was an evil ghost that had come from hell.    

"Hmm? People aren't like humans, but demons aren't like demons, right? How could there be such a thing? "    

Seeing this terrifying description, Ye Feng's face revealed a serious expression. However, after a moment of comprehension, he felt much more relieved.    

Although the appearance of these monsters were terrifying, their strength was not high. They were only at the third or fourth level of the Void Stage.    

Swish! Swish!    

The green-faced fanged monsters quickly pounced in front of Ye Feng, raising the trident in their hands as they fiercely stabbed downwards.    

"Scram!"    

A light flashed in Ye Feng's hands, and the Moluo Blade appeared in his hands in an instant. With a sweep of his blade, a gigantic blade light started to wreak havoc.    

The blade light flashed. The monsters didn't even have time to scream before they were engulfed by the blade intent. Their bodies turned into a cloud of yin aura.    

"Hmm?"    

After sensing the Yin Qi, Ye Feng could not help but snort lightly, extended his hand out, and directly absorbed it.    

With one look, one could tell that it was formed from rich Evil Qi, it had some effect on the recovery of Elemental Spirit, so how could he let it go to waste?    

After killing these monsters, he continued to fly forwards without stopping.    

He continued to traverse the bluestone path without stopping.    

Who knew just how long the passage was, but with this speed, he was able to rush straight to the bottom of the passage. Along the way, he would occasionally see green fanged monsters that he had killed previously, Ye Feng would kill them with one strike, to save time.    

He waited until about the time it took for an incense stick to burn when he ran through the passageway.    

"Be careful of the front!"    

Just as he sensed light coming in front of him, he suddenly heard Succubus Huan Wu's warning.    

Ye Feng slowed down his footsteps, lifted up his spirit power and sensed what was in front of him.    

About ten meters away from him, at a corner of the bluestone path, there was actually a glimmer of light. A small-scaled Magic Formation that was engraved with special runes had appeared.    

This Magic Formation did not look that amazing, with a radius of only about a few meters, but above it appeared a strange pattern, with purplish black patterns, looking extremely strange. If not for Succubus Huan Wu's reminder, it would have been easy to lose focus in the dim light, and directly crashed into the wall.    

"Strange?" Succubus Huan Wu spoke as if she was talking to herself.    

"Why?" Ye Feng's eyes revealed a strange look, he stopped in front of the formation and observed it for a while before asking.    

"Do you see that purple pattern?"    

Ye Feng nodded.    

Before he could open his mouth to ask, Succubus Huan Wu's voice rang again, "This demon lady has some impression of this purple colored magic imprint, it is … At one time, the Violet Thunder Sect was the most popular sect in the Origin realm, the Violet Thunder Sect. But then, for some reason, it disappeared overnight and even the entire sect disappeared. It became one of the biggest cases several tens of thousands of years ago. "    

"Previously, I had suspected that this place was related to some large ancient sects. Now that I saw the Purple Thunder Divine Inscription, I was almost certain that this mysterious place was the place where the Violet Thunder Sect disappeared …"    

"But …"    

Ye Feng scratched his head with a puzzled look, "Didn't I say before what Abode of Demon God it was? How did it suddenly become the Violet Thunder Sect? "    

"How should I know? This demoness doesn't have the ability to predict? Everything was just a speculation. Who would have thought that the Violet Thunder Sect, with its massive size, would actually appear at the bottom of the Deathly Abyss? And that whatever God Stage Abode, it was also said by that old man from the Star Image Sect.    

"However... This place has indeed allowed me to sense a bit of the aura of that old Taotia. If you want to find out what happened, after you go in, you should look for more clues. "    

Succubus Huan Wu's voice became somewhat solemn.    

In other words, what happened after she entered the relic was out of her control.    

"This formation is already broken. This demoness couldn't tell what its original function was, so it would be best for me to stay far away from it." The moment you get sucked into the Magic Formation, with your current cultivation, you won't even know how you died. "    

She once again explained in a faint voice.    

"Alright …" Ye Feng frowned, he avoided the Magic Formation and continued to move forward.    

In the journey after that, he had once again heard Succubus Huan Wu's reminder to avoid dangerous restrictions or Magic Formation s. Finally, he had completed this bizarre path and appeared at the entrance of a palace.    

The entire palace was covered in a grey haze. Only the top of the head was embedded with a crystal. From time to time, it would give off a faint white glow, causing the surroundings to flicker between bright and bright.    

The interior of the huge palace was at least a few hundred meters wide. Ye Feng took a closer look and saw that the four walls were all made of some kind of special jade and stone. The surface of the palace was engraved with complicated patterns, depicting the ancient times when the Human Clan Martial Cultivator fought with the Heavens, fought with beasts, fought with the Demons.    

The scene was vast and magnificent, and with a single glance, one would feel a sense of longing and reverence from the bottom of their heart.    

In the only entrance, there was a piece of carpet that still looked scarlet. It was unknown how many tens of thousands of years had passed, but it was still as resplendent as before.    

Without a doubt, the Violet Thunder Sect was once an extremely prosperous and powerful sect.    

Just as Succubus Huan Wu had said, such a sect like this, why did it suddenly disappear in a single night, and why did it appear in this deathly still abyss after tens of thousands of years?    

Also, what was the urgent request that the Devil Flame Dragonlion sent over for?    

Who in the world was arranging all this?    

"..."