Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

But the spirit force in Ye Feng's body surged, the powerful Spirit Qi in his body surged, and instantly broke the repulsive force that was surging towards him, causing him to immediately jump into it.    

Once he entered the range of the light eye, Ye Feng's figure started to soar rapidly, as though he was riding on clouds and mist. In the blink of an eye, no one knew how many feet he had travelled.    

As he walked, he also saw that there were many Martial Cultivator s and Demonic Beast around him, rising just like himself.    

However, even though it was very close, his body's spirit energy had been restricted in some way, making it impossible for him to attack anyone else or the Demonic Beast.    

According to the speed, after entering the light eye, it had already risen to a height of several tens of thousands of metres. Just as Ye Feng was hesitating, whether he would be able to break through the gravitational force and fly into space if he did so, an invisible barrier appeared in front of him, slowing down the speed of his ascent.    

"Whoosh."    

With a light sound, his silhouette had already broken through the barrier, appearing in an enormous space that was like a sea of clouds.    

His elemental energy also returned to normal in an instant.    

Just as he was about to take out the Moluo Blade, the other side suddenly made a move. However, when he glanced around, he was shocked to discover that only the Martial Cultivator, those Demonic Beast and other strange creatures appeared, as if they were not in the same area as them. They had all disappeared without a trace.    

Since they were both from the Human Clan Martial Cultivator s, they wouldn't dare to act rashly before separating the two of them.    

Many of the surrounding Martial Cultivator s also did not understand the situation, they immediately pulled out their weapons, were stunned for a moment, and then embarrassedly put them away.    

Although no one attacked, Ye Feng still maintained his usual vigilance, taking the initiative to avoid the crowd, and started to survey the space around him.    

Below him was a huge square with a radius of several thousand feet.    

At this time, the plaza was filled with Martial Cultivator s flying over. There were already a few hundred people standing there, and among them, there was not a single person whom they recognized. However, at the end of their line of sight, was a chasm.    

This natural chasm was about three thousand meters wide, and many violent astral wind were blowing past. Hearing the ghastly wailing and howling, a few Martial Cultivator s exposed their cowardice, and did not dare to act rashly.    

On the other side of the astral wind, there was a milky white eggshell shaped building. It seemed like a light door was connected to a passage, leading directly to the soft white building.    

At this moment, there were dozens of Martial Cultivator s who had reached the edge of the natural chasm.    

"There is only one path here, and that is to fly over the natural moat and enter the building. "Why don't you go over?"    

Ye Feng walked in large strides to the edge of the zone, and asked the other Martial Cultivator as he roughly estimated the distance between them.    

"How could it be that easy?" This is the Heaven's Chasm of the astral wind, the astral wind that is being blown by the wind are like sharp blades, they are powerless in the air, if you were to be unable to control your body, you would die without a doubt if you were to fall. " A young Martial Cultivator with relatively simple and honest appearance turned around and explained to Ye Feng.    

"Then you won't go over?"    

"Nor. Based on the previous situation, this astral wind is sometimes especially sharp and hurried, and sometimes it would be much gentler. When the astral wind has calmed down a bit later, we can go over. "    

"How much longer?" Ye Feng frowned.    

"Almost... "There should still be less than an hour …" After the young Martial Cultivator said this, he began to concentrate on waiting.    

Ye Feng nodded, he looked at the people in front of him and immediately understood.    

Most of the hundreds of people present were at the early Emptiness Realm. Even if there were a few experts, it was a matter of great importance. It was enough to affect one's life and death, so they wouldn't rashly charge forward.    

No wonder they had to stop.    

There weren't any experts at the eighth or ninth level of Half-Step King Stage in this space. Those people were all skilled men with great courage, so it was likely that they had already passed this place.    

Since that was the case, Ye Feng naturally would not foolishly wait for so long like the Martial Cultivator present.    

Since he could pass, how could a few mere astral wind block him here?    

"Whiz!"    

Ye Feng stepped forward and parted the flow of people, without hesitating, he soared into the sky and flew straight towards the light door.    

"Damn, this Emptiness Realm Expert …" You actually want to fly over at this time? "    

"But now … The peak. If he didn't have a cultivation of the eighth or ninth level of the Void Stage, it would probably be difficult for him to fly.    

"A fool was too rash. Why did he come here?"    

When the majority of Martial Cultivator saw that Ye Feng had actually arrogantly chosen to leap into the air at this time, instantly, a wave of ridiculing voices arose from all four sides, and they all opened their eyes wide to watch a good show.    

In any case, this kid wasn't from his own sect.    

Previously, there were already dozens of Void Stage Martial Cultivator s who wanted to forcibly fly over this astral wind's natural moat, but were forced to fall down.    

However, the scene in front of them was completely different from what they had expected. Ye Feng's figure flashed like lightning, and a pair of wings formed from a fiery red illusion.    

The astral wind that were rolling up and down like sharp blades hacked at his body as if they did not exist and did not harm him at all.    

"Damn, even his hair isn't messed up!"    

"What's going on? Could it be that the astral wind had stopped once again? "Let's go over as well …"    

"Stop your ass! Listening to this voice, the sharpness of the astral wind is far greater than before."    

"Could it be that this person is King Stage Expert, and purposely concealed himself?"    

"That seems to be possible …"    

When the crowd saw Ye Feng easily flying over the astral wind's natural moat, they started to discuss again. However, at this time, they were envious of him, and the ridicule and ridicule from before was no longer there.    

Opposite of them was their destination. Everyone had gathered from all over the Origin realm for the sake of obtaining treasures with abnormal Black Mist Cliff.    

But this natural moat blocked their path, and when they thought about how they would be able to enter the egg like structure and have a chance to obtain a treasure after passing through this moat, the hearts of all the Martial Cultivator present thumped even harder.    

Unfortunately, although Ye Feng could pass, they could not.    

They could only wait quietly for the astral wind to weaken.    

However, most of them knew in their hearts that after an hour … The yellow flower was about to turn cold.    

"..."    

Ye Feng didn't pay attention to the surprised exclamations that came from behind him. After he flew across the astral wind Heaven Chasm, he landed on the ground with his feet and started to raise his head to size up the huge egg-shaped building and the door of light.    

It did not give him a sense of danger, it was clearly just a portal to a teleportation.    

After a moment of thought, he strode towards the door of light, and his figure quickly disappeared from the line of sight of the group.