Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Crow Spirit, you..."    

Ye Feng thought it was the Crow Spirit who was pulling him. He turned around and was about to persuade him, but he saw that the Crow Spirit's hand had only reached out half of the way and was looking at him awkwardly. The one who grabbed his arm was actually the old man in the Taoist robe.    

"Old senior, what are you doing?"    

Ye Feng looked at the old man in the Daoist robe with an unfriendly gaze. Although his identity was unknown, he had helped him before, so Ye Feng didn't have any intention of asking.    

However, now that Ye Feng was going to save Ye Han, the old man stopped him. This made him want to kill him.    

"Little brother, don't be nervous."    

Seeing that Ye Feng's expression was unfriendly, the old man knew that his actions were inappropriate. He quickly let go of his hand and explained, "I don't want to stop you, and I don't have any bad intentions. I just want to ask you for a favor."    

"What is it? Tell me quickly."    

Ye Feng urged impatiently.    

"Since you've absorbed the blood, the vial is useless. Why don't you give it to me? It seems to me that the vial came from some ruins."    

"Of course, I won't take this small bottle for free. I still have a drop of desolate blood here that I can trade with you."    

The old man in the Taoist robe said in a hurry. He seemed to be afraid that Ye Feng would be unhappy and refuse the exchange. He quickly took out a dagger and cut his fingertip, forcing out a drop of blood that was as thick as mercury.    

The moment the blood appeared, Ye Feng's expression changed. His mind was uncontrollably attracted to the blood, and he froze on the spot. He looked at the blood and couldn't move. Only his breathing became heavier.    

"Huff, huff..."    

Ye Feng breathed heavily as he stared at the strange blood. He had an uncontrollable urge to swallow the blood.    

"This is Desolate Blood? What kind of evil thing is this? It's so terrifying!"    

Ye Feng's heart was pounding. At the same time, he realized that the small bottle should be filled with Desolate Blood. It was the Desolate Blood that attracted him to descend from the sky and come to this desolate ancient city.    

"Little brother, are you willing to exchange it? Say something."    

The old man in the Daoist robe asked nervously when he saw that Ye Feng didn't say anything for a long time.    

"No."    

Ye Feng shook his head decisively. The blood was so tempting to him, but it had already appeared and made him unable to walk. It was a little terrifying.    

Ye Feng didn't want to come into contact with such a strange thing. All he needed was the drop of blood in the small bottle. When he saw the Lord, he would show the bottle to him. Maybe he would be able to come to a conclusion.    

"Don't. Think about it again. An empty bottle won't be of much use to you."    

The Taoist-robed old man said anxiously when he saw Ye Feng's decisive refusal.    

"If you don't want to trade, then don't trade."    

Ye Feng had no room for negotiation, but when he saw the old man's anxious expression, his heart was slightly moved.    

First of all, he was sure that the small bottle was very attractive to the old man in the Taoist robe. The fact that the old man was willing to exchange it with the Desolate Blood proved this point.    

"Old senior, I won't use this small bottle to exchange for desolate blood, but if you're willing to do me a favor, I can give this small bottle to you."    

Ye Feng said. The old man's strength was not ordinary. He could be used with his Rank Three cultivation base.    

"What favor? Just tell me!"    

The Taoist-robed old man's eyes lit up. As a person from the wilderness, he naturally had to help each other. Moreover, he had benefits, so he would definitely help.    

"You don't need to know what kind of help it is. All you need to do is follow me and help me block some troublesome enemies."    

Ye Feng said calmly.    

"Alright, it's a deal!"    

The old man agreed without hesitation, which surprised Ye Feng. It seemed like he had underestimated the attraction of the small bottle to the old man.    

"Alright, since senior has agreed, then come with me."    

Ye Feng turned around and signaled to the Crow Spirit with his eyes. He sent her another message and flew into the sky without any hesitation, chasing after the direction where the Angry Blood Army had left.    

The old man didn't hesitate when he saw Ye Feng leaving. He decisively followed him.    

The two of them ran in the sky at full speed. Ye Feng used his full strength, and his figure drew afterimages in the air.    

The old man didn't spend much effort chasing after them, and he followed closely behind.    

The two ran for several hours and had already reached the depths of the mountain range. The trees here were all extremely tall and they were like mountains when they got close.    

"Little brother, are you chasing the Angry Blood Army?"    

Along the way, the Taoist-robed old man had guessed Ye Feng's goal, so he caught up and asked curiously.    

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."    

Ye Feng's face darkened. It wasn't that he had a problem with the old man. It was just that this matter concerned his big brother. He had to be cold.    

The deputy commander of the Angry Blood Army and the City Lord of the Desolate Ancient City had mentioned his elder brother Ye Han's name. If this old man were to dig out any information, Ye Feng was worried that there would be trouble.    

This was the territory of the Snow-Shaking Country, and the old man in the Taoist robe was most likely from the Snow-Shaking Country. If the other party knew that the Snow-Shaking Country was the biggest threat now, Ye Han would be in the Vast Cold Mountain Range, and it was very likely that he would endanger Ye Han's safety.    

Before meeting Ye Han, Ye Feng would not reveal any information about Ye Han to the old man in the Taoist robe.    

Moreover, Ye Feng had already made up his mind to kill a few members of the Angry Blood Army while he was searching for Ye Han.    

This way, even if the old man in the Taoist robe found out Ye Feng's true purpose, he wouldn't be able to attack Ye Han again. After all, he had already offended the Angry Blood Army. If he helped the Angry Blood Army deal with Ye Han, the other party wouldn't appreciate his kindness. Instead, he might settle the score later.    

This was a plan to pull the old man into the black ship. As for whether it would work, Ye Feng wasn't sure.    

"Alright, I won't ask."    

The old man in the Daoist robe was not annoyed by Ye Feng's attitude. He waved his hand calmly and continued to follow Ye Feng obediently.    

After running for another thousand miles, Ye Feng saw an exceptionally tall mountain peak in front of him. The mountain pierced through the clouds and its end could not be seen. It was like a pillar that supported the sky.    

At the foot of the mountain, there was a dark cave. Ye Feng could feel the aura left behind by the Angry Blood Army in the cave.    

"It's here!"    

Ye Feng's heart tightened, and he quickly rushed towards the cave. The old man in the Taoist robe behind him was even more anxious than him. His speed increased dramatically, and he ran in front of him like a wisp of smoke.    

"Good boy, so you also have the ability to trace back to the source. You have already found the location of the ruins from that small bottle!"    

The old man shouted in surprise as he ran.    

Ye Feng was a little dumbfounded when he heard the old man's words. He had come after the Angry Blood Army, not to find some ruins.    

The content came from [Mi Gu]