Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

It was as if they had arrived at the Myriad Peerless Sect Mountain Gate.    

Ye Feng was a little astonished in his heart. Raising his head, he saw the entirety of an ancient building before him. Of course, many of them had already collapsed, and after a long period of time, they had turned into ruins.    

However, there were also many buildings that remained intact while being enveloped in a misty white egg-shaped Light Curtain.    

It actually looked more like a Human Clan sect.    

Ye Feng's heart was filled with doubt, he extended his vision, and looked towards the distance, to discover that there were quite a few Martial Cultivator s shuttling between the tall buildings, and it seemed that there were a lot of people who entered this place.    

Moreover, there were also origin energy fluctuations being emitted. If there was a fight, then they must have found some rare treasure in the outside world and began to fight over it.    

A place that had disappeared into the mundane world for tens of thousands of years naturally contained many benefits.    

Furthermore, this place was most likely the cave of a great figure of the Primordial God Stage.    

"Big Sister Huan Wu, what do you think? Is this place the cave of the demon god? "    

Ye Feng did not rush to look for something, but after pondering for a while, he started talking to himself.    

"This... After all, I'm not familiar with that old fellow, and even though there weren't many God Stage back then, it was definitely not less than ten fingers. Since this place was born, since it was able to erupt with such a majestic phenomenon, the size of this sect is clearly not less than the number of the Sacred Grounds today. "Since you're here, you should dig a bit …"    

After a while, Succubus Huan Wu's similarly doubtful voice resounded.    

The difference between this place and the so called Abode of Demon God was too huge.    

There was a difference between humans and demons.    

Although the gap would slowly close as the realm grew higher, there was definitely a difference in essence. A demi-god born from a demon clan shouldn't make his or her own cave into something like a Human Clan sect, right?    

Ye Feng's goal this time was to help Devil Flame Dragonlion get the Demon God's inheritance.    

Since even Succubus Huan Wu was not sure if this was the Abode of Demon God, then the Dragonlion that had received the summoning might have received a hint.    

After immersing his mind into the Battle Pet Pouch, Ye Feng began to communicate with the Dragonlion. After a while, he could not help but nod his head slightly.    

The summon that the Dragonlion sensed was very close to them.    

In other words, even though he did not understand why this place looked like a Human Clan sect, the summons was genuine, and if that was the case, it was not in vain.    

After figuring this out, Ye Feng's body moved, heading straight for the buildings in front.    

As for those buildings that were protected by the egg-shaped Light Curtain, as long as there were no egg-shaped Light Curtain s protecting them, they had already been cleaned up, and not a single strand of leftover soup was left behind. As for those buildings that were protected by the egg-shaped Light Curtain s, there were many people surrounding them in front, all using their own methods to attack them, causing them to be on the verge of collapse.    

Ye Feng's goal was very clear.    

His main purpose for coming here was to summon the Devil Flame Dragonlion over, so he could temporarily put the others aside.    

As a result, Ye Feng's figure did not stop, and directly followed the Dragonlion's guidance, moving quickly towards the deepest part.    

Ah!    

However, just as he was passing by a building that was just destroyed by a Light Curtain, he suddenly heard a miserable shriek.    

The voice only lasted for a second when it entered Ye Feng's ears, but in that moment, Ye Feng realized that the person who screamed was, the man from Jiugong Pavilion.    

"Hmm?"    

Ye Feng's heart moved. Lu Yuan had met with danger, if that were to happen, would Jing Er also meet with danger?    

Without any hesitation, he turned around and flew toward the palace where the scream came from.    

Upon entering the palace, another huge plaza appeared before his eyes. In the center of the plaza stood an ancient stone door.    

Because the palace's egg-shaped Light Curtain had just been opened and the Martial Cultivator had only just entered, the stone door inside was still tightly closed. The entire stone door was a bluish-gray color, it was tall and ancient, with complex Dao patterns engraved on it.    

Amongst the more than ten Martial Cultivator present, most of them had cultivations above the seventh or eighth level of the Void Stage, and there was even a set of Half-Step King Stage.    

These Martial Cultivator were divided into two distinct groups. Each of them was wielding weapons in the midst of an intense battle, and all of their faces revealed an incomparably solemn expression.    

Some of them had weak auras and were bleeding profusely. It was obvious that they had sustained serious injuries. There were still a few corpses lying on the ground, and fresh blood was flowing out from them.    

Lu Yuan who was screaming just now had a pale face and his shoulder was drenched in blood. Right now, his left hand was wielding a sword, he was fighting with a middle-aged Martial Cultivator who was dressed in black.    

In just one move, Lu Yuan was completely at a disadvantage.    

It was obvious that he wouldn't be able to hold on for long before he was killed by the black-robed Martial Cultivator who was going to fight him empty-handed.    

Ye Feng knitted his brows, his gaze sweeping the place but he did not find any trace of other disciples of the Jiugong Pavilion, and Huo Jing'er was even less of a presence within the palace.    

His figure flashed, and with a sonorous sound, his Moluo Blade s unsheathed. Afterwards, he stepped on the Ninth Heaven of Roc Body Movement, and with an extremely fast speed, he charged towards the black-clothed Martial Cultivator.    

On one side of the two sides fighting in this palace was the Devil Sect Martial Cultivator, and on the other side was the disciples of the other forces.    

Let alone Ye Feng, even if he didn't know Lu Yuan, he would definitely make a move.    

Sensing the intense killing intent from behind him, the black-robed Martial Cultivator whose cultivation had already reached the middle stage of the ninth stage turned around and mocked: "You reckless little bastard, you're actually courting death?"    

Of course he did not take Ye Feng seriously.    

At the moment, Ye Feng was only displaying his Second Level of Void Stage. In the eyes of the black-clothed Martial Cultivator, if he were to casually turn his head and sneeze, he would be able to shoot this brat to death without even using his weapon.    

Right after he finished speaking, the two palms of the Martial Cultivator in black struck out heavily towards Ye Feng from the front and back. A vigorous palm wind came crashing over like a wave, covering the sky and covering the earth as it struck loudly towards Ye Feng.    

Upon seeing this scene, someone from his own group began to cheer, "Good, second brother Niu is truly powerful. I'm afraid that he has already cultivated this move, 'Demonic Wind Force', to the fourth stage!"    

"A mere Second Level of Void Stage brat, to actually dare to make a move on second brother, I'm afraid that second brother won't even be able to withstand a single palm from you, and will be directly killed!"    

"One strike? "You're praising him. I feel like I can't even catch a single finger, haha …"    

As fellow disciples of the Devil Sect's Eclipse Valley, they had naturally witnessed the power of this technique before. "Demonic Wind Force" was a set of Earth Rank fist techniques.    

A little bastard like him, who only had Second Level of Void Stage, was indeed unable to withstand one of the ten fingers of Niu Fengxian.    

Niu Fengxian obviously believed so as well. At this moment, the corner of his mouth revealed a murderous look as he sneered, "Little bastard, no one has ever dared to take the initiative to attack your grandfather. You're the first one. Go and die."    

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