Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Ye Feng couldn't help but mutter in his heart. He had clearly followed the tracks of the Angry Blood Army all the way here. Since the Angry Blood Army had been ordered to capture Ye Han, they shouldn't have given up their mission halfway and entered another place.    

Confused, Ye Feng followed the old man into the cave. As soon as he entered, he felt a chill. The cave was like another world of ice and snow. Even a martial artist's body felt cold, as if it was being pricked by needles.    

"The source of the small bottle is here..."    

The daoist-robed old man stopped at the corner of the cave. He squatted down and looked down. There were a few holes in the wall. It was obvious that someone had dug them out.    

In this hole, there was the same smell as the small bottle - the smell of desolate blood. As a savage, the daoist-robed old man was extremely sensitive to this smell.    

"Digged it out from here?"    

Ye Feng came over and looked at the pit. These pits were supposed to be graves. Someone had been buried in this cave.    

The stall owner from before must have dug a grave here and obtained a small bottle and other items.    

"That's right. It's definitely here."    

The daoist-robed elder stood up confidently with regret in his eyes, "I thought that the small bottle was taken from the secret realm, but unfortunately..."    

"Senior, since the desolate blood has appeared here, maybe there's more here?"    

Ye Feng asked. He didn't want the old man to give up just like that. That way, he wouldn't be able to get the old man's help.    

"No, I can feel the aura of the Desolate Blood. There isn't any here."    

The old man in the Daoist robe said with certainty. He looked at Ye Feng and smiled faintly. "You are a newcomer, and your connection with the Desolate Blood is not very obvious, so you can't feel it."    

"Senior, I think there are other things here. Why don't we continue to explore?"    

Ye Feng suppressed the doubt in his heart and said. He wanted to keep the old man in the Daoist robe. He could definitely use him at a critical moment.    

"Hehe, you don't have to worry. Although I have already found out the origin of the small bottle, since we are both from the wilderness, of course I will help you."    

The old man in the Taoist robe grinned and patted Ye Feng's shoulder. "Since you have chased the Angry Blood Army here, you must have something important to do."    

"Let's go. If you encounter any trouble, I will help you."    

Ye Feng felt a little ashamed when he heard this. He didn't expect the old man to be so friendly, but he was full of schemes.    

At the same time, this made Ye Feng even more curious about the people of the Desolate Blood and the people of the Wilderness. What kind of people were these people? Why did they help and trust each other so much?    

After that, Ye Feng and the Taoist-robed old man continued to explore the cave. The cave was extremely long and narrow, as if it had dug a winding tunnel through the entire mountain. They walked for an hour, but they still couldn't reach the end.    

At this moment, the usually dark cave suddenly became motionless. In front of them, they could vaguely see a bright light.    

"What's that? Could it be a secret realm?"    

The daoist-robed elder's eyes lit up when he saw the light. He was already disappointed when he found out that the bottle came from a cave, but this light gave him hope.    

"If there's a secret realm here, then that bottle might really have come from the secret realm!"    

The old man grinned and quickly ran forward. Ye Feng saw this and quickly followed.    

Before long, the old man shouted, "This is really a secret realm! This is great!"    

Ye Feng looked up when he heard the old man's surprised voice. He saw the old man in the Taoist robe crash into a bright white ring and disappear.    

"What kind of secret realm is this? Is it dangerous?"    

Ye Feng stopped in front of the ring with a serious expression on his face. He wasn't as reckless as the old man, but he was worried about Ye Han's safety. He hesitated for a moment before walking into the ring.    

After a moment of dizziness, everything became clear in front of Ye Feng's eyes. He found himself in a world of ice and snow. Below his feet was an endless ice field, and all around him were towering ice mountains. The entire world was extremely empty, and it made him feel lonely for some reason.    

"Hu!"    

The bone-piercing cold wind whistled in his ears. Ye Feng tightened his clothes. He was already at the peak of Qi Cultivation, and he was immune to cold and heat. He was immune to all diseases, but here, he felt cold. A bone-piercing cold.    

"Kid, look at this world. Our luck is too good this time!"    

The old man's voice sounded. It turned out that he was floating above Ye Feng's head. No wonder Ye Feng didn't see him at first.    

"I thought senior was sent to another region by the secret realm."    

Ye Feng looked at the old man with a smile and asked, "Senior, is there anything special about this world?"    

"Of course."    

The old man's face was full of joy. "Ordinary secret realms are acquired secret realms. They are formed by the body of a cultivator and the heaven and earth. The space is small, and the rules of the secret realms are incomplete."    

"And the heaven and earth we are born in is definitely an innate secret realm, one that was born naturally. Such secret realms are vast, and the rules of the secret realms are very complete. There are even some top innate secret realms that have the same rules as the outside world."    

"Of course, that's only what I've heard. I've only been to the Connate realm once when I was young."    

The old man in the Taoist robe recalled what he had experienced when he was young, and a look of nostalgia appeared on his face. Then he looked at Ye Feng and grinned. "The first drop of Desolate Blood that made me a barbarian was obtained from that Innate Secret Realm."    

"Oh..."    

Ye Feng pondered for a moment. He knew about the Innate Secret Realm, but he had heard it from the general. However, the general only mentioned it and didn't explain the Innate Secret Realm in detail. Therefore, Ye Feng didn't know that the Innate Secret Realm was so special.    

"Kid, the more complete the rules of the Innate Secret Realm are, the more treasures there are. The better."    

The Taoist-robed old man patted Ye Feng's shoulder. "There might even be Innate Spiritual Weapons here. They are real treasures."    

Ye Feng was also shocked when he heard this. There was another name for the Innate Spiritual Weapon, and that was the Sacred Weapon.    

There was a difference between a Sacred Weapon and a Spiritual Weapon, and that was the difference between a Sacred Weapon and a Spiritual Weapon. A Spiritual Weapon forged by a human being lacked the Qi of the Innate Realm, so in order to become a Sacred Weapon, one had to nurture and absorb the Qi of the Innate Realm in order to become a Sacred Weapon.    

"This Innate Secret Realm is so special. No wonder Lord Guanjun told me to put away the Dawn Jade Pendant."    

Ye Feng thought of the Dawn Jade Pendant that he had obtained from Liu Qiao'er. It was the entry token to the Innate Secret Realm and the Dawn Jade Palace.    

Although he was very curious about the Innate Secret Realm, now was not the time to explore it. Ye Feng quickly calmed himself down and began to search for the traces left behind by the Angry Blood Army.    

Chapter 10 - The Secret Realm