Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Ye Feng had a guess in his heart when he saw the lonely expression of the Crow Spirit.    

"It's all because of you!"    

A furious roar was heard. A black-faced demon in ragged clothes rushed over. He pointed at Ye Feng and cursed, "It's all your fault! You caused our family to be destroyed!"    

"That's right. It's all your fault, you bastard. You're the one who harmed us!"    

Two or three demons followed suit and cursed angrily. The rest of the demons remained silent.    

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at the black-faced demon. Before he could say anything, the Crow Spirit had already rushed forward and slapped him on the face.    

"You're not strong enough, and you want to blame others for your mistake?"    

The Crow Spirit looked at him coldly. "This disaster was brought about by the Heavenly Tiger Clan. They are the culprits, not Ye Feng!"    

"Humph! Who doesn't know that you are in cahoots with this bastard? You are a traitor of the Demon Race!"    

The black-faced Demon Race was so angry that he roared without restraint.    

"Puchi!"    

A cold light flashed, and the black-faced demon's head flew into the sky. Ye Feng held the Phoenix Halberd and shook the blood off it. He looked at the group of frightened demons.    

"You should know one thing. I am not a kind person who cares about the world."    

Ye Feng said with a calm expression, "Next time when you speak, you better think carefully."    

The eyes of the group of demons twitched when they saw the black-faced demon's corpse on the ground. They didn't dare to make any more noise, and the scene fell into silence.    

"Let's go. There's nothing to say to these trash."    

Ye Feng held the Crow Spirit's hand and turned around to leave. The latter hesitated for a moment before following Ye Feng.    

The Crow Spirit had originally planned to lead the monsters to seek a way out, perhaps join forces to take revenge on the Tianhu clan, but what had happened had already disappointed her, so she gave up on that idea.    

After that, Ye Feng brought the Crow Spirit and the Western Que duo to the top floor of the Ten Thousand Beast Pavilion.    

The top floor of the Ten Thousand Beast Pavilion was extremely luxurious, like a garden in a building. All kinds of precious decorations dazzled Ye Feng and the others.    

"Goudan, pack these things up. They are all worth a lot of money."    

Ye Feng grinned and threw a spatial ring to Goudan. He briefly taught Goudan how to use it, and Goudan immediately put all the exquisite paintings, sculptures, and other things into the spatial ring.    

The Western Que followed Goudan happily. He saw a few legendary antiques among these things. These things were priceless. They had made a huge profit.    

Ye Feng and the Crow Spirit were not interested in these ordinary items. They walked all the way to the deepest part of the top floor, in front of a door made of black-gold meteoric iron.    

"These are all good stuff."    

Ye Feng reached out his hand and touched the door made of black gold meteoric iron. His tone was filled with surprise. This black gold meteoric iron was a precious material for refining weapons, and it was the main material for most spiritual weapons.    

Therefore, the value of Black Gold Meteoric Iron was not cheap. It was extremely luxurious to use Black Gold Meteoric Iron to make a door here.    

"Bam!"    

Ye Feng kicked the Black Gold Meteoric Iron door. The door shook for a moment, but it remained intact.    

"I'm afraid that even Divine Abilities would find it difficult to break this door."    

The Crow Spirit said with a smile. Then, he took out the Longsword and stabbed it into the wall beside him.    

"Chi!"    

The Longsword was stabbed into the wall. It was obvious that the material of the wall was not as good as the door made of black-gold iron, so it could not block the sharp edge of the Spirit Weapon.    

"Let's go in from here."    

The Crow Spirit said. The Longsword drew a circle on the wall, then pushed with its hand, and a round door appeared.    

Through this door, Ye Feng saw the scene in the room. There was a table made of pure gold, and on both sides of the table were shelves carved from blue stone.    

On the two shelves, there were all kinds of weapons, Pills, and some cultivation technique manuals.    

These were the truly good things. Ordinary things were only useful to ordinary people, but cultivators always cared about resources and cultivation resources.    

"This is a Spiritual Weapon, and this is also a Spiritual Weapon!"    

The Crow Spirit ran into the room and found two Spiritual Artifacts with one saber and one spear. It then found a third and a fourth from the shelf...    

"There's no need to look anymore. There's a total of seven spiritual weapons, and the other twenty-three are all weapons."    

Ye Feng was pleasantly surprised. This harvest was too great. Although five of the seven spiritual weapons were low-grade spiritual weapons, and only one folding fan and long saber were middle-grade spiritual weapons, this was still an extraordinary harvest.    

Not to mention that there were also twenty-three treasures. There were also all kinds of spiritual pills, pills, and even Earth Grade cultivation techniques on the shelf.    

"This is really a treasure vault!"    

Ye Feng was extremely excited. He quickly put all the things here into his Dimensional Pocket, then took down the wall around the black-golden meteoric iron door. With the remains of the wall, he put away the door.    

"Let's go."    

Ye Feng grinned as he looked at the empty room that looked like it had been eaten by a dog. He was very satisfied with his masterpiece.    

"Alright, let's hurry up and leave."    

The Crow Spirit quickly nodded. The Western Que and Goudan had already finished, so Ye Feng brought them downstairs.    

When they arrived at the fifth floor again, all the demons had disappeared. Some of the birds that were imprisoned here had also been taken away. It was obvious that they had been used as mounts by the demons to escape.    

Ye Feng didn't care about any of this. He calmly examined the birds one by one and then chose two Scarlet Feathered Condors with a wingspan of eight meters. They were a kind of gentle bird with extraordinary endurance and were used by many forces as mounts.    

After rescuing the two Scarlet Feathered Hawks from the cage, Ye Feng blasted through the wall of the Ten Thousand Beast Pavilion with his palm and flew out of the pavilion on the Scarlet Feathered Hawks with the Crow Spirit. The Western Que and Goudan followed behind them on the other Scarlet Feathered Hawks.    

On the street, many people were attracted by the commotion in the Ten Thousand Beast Pavilion. When they saw Ye Feng break out of the building, their eyes widened in disbelief.    

The Ten Thousand Beast Pavilion was very famous in the Freezing Frost Country. The boss behind it was said to be the Ninth Prince of the Freezing Frost Country, so no one dared to provoke the Ten Thousand Beast Pavilion.    

The news of someone breaking out of the Ten Thousand Beast Pavilion shocked everyone.    

"Too arrogant! Who is this brat? He actually dared to wreak havoc in the Ten Thousand Beast Pavilion!"    

"Does he not want to live? This is the property of the Ninth King!"    

"This brat is dead for sure. He is so young and ignorant. He is too stupid to provoke an enemy that he cannot fight against!"    

The crowd discussed animatedly, but Ye Feng didn't care at all. On the contrary, the Crow Spirit was a little nervous. Although she didn't know who the Ninth King was, she knew that the Shuang-Shaking Country wasn't simple. The Ninth King was a member of the royal family, so he wasn't someone to be trifled with.    

"Ye Feng, you've touched the Jiu Wangye's property. Isn't it very dangerous?"    

Chapter 10 - Ye Feng