Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

These enemies rode over on Enraged Blood Lion Eagles and showed no mercy. A large number of giant apes were killed and their blood was collected.    

These giant apes were none other than Ye Feng and the others. After defeating the Heaven Swallowing Sparrow tide and saving the old man, they found the giant apes in the forest and started hunting.    

However, Ye Feng did not participate in this hunt because there was no one in the Imperial Qi Realm among the giant apes in the forest, let alone the Divine Ability Realm. Although they were also wild beasts, their strength was very weak, and the effect of their blood was ordinary. Therefore, he left it to the personal guards to work together.    

At this moment, Ye Feng, Ye Han, and the Tu Alliance were standing in the cave together, looking at the old man in a Daoist robe who was slowly waking up.    

"Why does my neck hurt so much..."    

The old man touched the back of his neck and said in a puzzled tone.    

Ye Feng smiled awkwardly and quickly changed the topic. "Senior, why are you being chased by those Vicious Beasts?"    

As soon as he said that, the old man immediately thought of what happened before he fainted. His gaze suddenly focused on Ye Feng.    

"You..."    

The old man in the Taoist robe was a little hesitant. He remembered the terrifying aura that emerged from Ye Feng's body when he was fighting the wave of Heaven Swallowing Sparrow. After that aura appeared, he lost his mind and no longer had any memories.    

"That aura..."    

The old man in the Taoist robe frowned. "Is it the Desolate Blood?"    

From what the daoist-robed elder knew, that aura was obviously the Desolate Blood, but it was different from what he knew.    

The old man in the Daoist robe had always been in contact with the impure blood that was about to lose its power. Ye Feng, on the other hand, had the bloodline of Desolates that was infinitely close to Huang himself.    

The difference was huge. It was like the difference between a civilian in a country and a supreme emperor.    

Therefore, although the daoist-robed elder felt that it was the aura of the desolate blood, he couldn't believe how the desolate blood could be so terrifying.    

"That's right, I absorbed the Desolate Blood."    

Ye Feng looked at the old man and smiled faintly. "I have also become a barbarian."    

"But the Desolate Blood in your body..."    

The old man looked at Ye Feng in disbelief.    

"The Desolate Blood in my body is even purer."    

As Ye Feng spoke, a jade bottle appeared in his hand. He opened the jade bottle, and the aura of the Desolate Blood immediately spread out.    

The Taoist-robed old man's eyes instantly turned red. He panted heavily as he stared at the jade bottle. He found it difficult to suppress his impulse.    

"What... What is this?!"    

The old man in the Daoist robe shouted excitedly. If he hadn't maintained a bit of rationality, he would have already pounced on Ye Feng and fought for the Desolate Blood.    

"This is the purest Desolate Blood. It is countless times stronger than the Desolate Blood that senior has absorbed."    

Ye Feng answered in a simple and easy way. For those who had absorbed the mixed desolate blood and stepped onto the path of the old cultivation method, the influence of true desolate blood on them was too terrifying. It could almost make them lose their minds in an instant.    

"The purest desolate blood!"    

The Taoist-robed old man's breathing became even heavier. His eyes were fixed on the jade bottle, and he couldn't move them away.    

At this moment, the old man believed Ye Feng's words. If it wasn't for the Desolate Blood, it would be impossible for it to attract him so much.    

"Senior, refine this bottle of Desolate Blood. I will answer all your questions."    

Ye Feng handed the jade bottle to the old man. The old man forcefully restrained himself and rushed over. He looked at Ye Feng seriously and asked, "Are you serious?"    

"Of course."    

"Alright!"    

The old man grabbed the jade bottle excitedly. Without any hesitation, he poured all the Desolate Blood in the bottle into his mouth.    

For the savages, after absorbing the desolate blood, they were no longer compatible with the current state of cultivation, so even if they had to absorb even purer desolate blood, they would have no resistance. There was no turning back.    

As the daoist-robed old man swallowed the desolate blood, his body turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. His body temperature rose rapidly, and the mixed desolate blood in his body was refined and turned into the purest desolate blood.    

The overwhelming power of the Desolated Blood had transformed the old man's body, making him stronger and stronger. His hair was black again, and his face was ten years younger.    

The process did not last long, only an hour. The old man opened his eyes.    

Perhaps it was because the old man had already absorbed the mixed desolate blood, but Ye Feng didn't pursue the matter. Instead, he looked at the curious old man and explained.    

"Senior, the desolate blood that the people of the wilderness have absorbed is actually mixed desolate blood. Over the years, due to various reasons, the power contained within it has almost been used up."    

"And the Desolate Blood that I gave you was left behind by Huang. It has always been well preserved and it is still full of life, so the one who absorbs it is the true Desolate Blood."    

Hearing this, the daoist-robed elder's eyes bulged out. This information had overturned everything he knew and he couldn't believe it, but the surge of power within his body told him that this was the truth.    

"Where did you get such pure Desolate Blood?"    

The daoist-robed elder couldn't help but ask.    

"It's a long story."    

Ye Feng couldn't help but smile when he thought of the Senior Goddess. Being able to meet her was the luckiest thing he had ever done.    

"After we parted ways, I went to look for my big brother alone. During this process, I found a group of palaces..."    

Ye Feng told the old man everything that had happened. Other than the identity of the Senior Goddess, he didn't hide anything from him.    

There was no need to hide anything. Although the people of the Wilderness relied on the heterogeneous Desolate Blood to step onto the path of the old laws, they were also descendants of the Wilderness. Everyone had the same mission and responsibility.    

"So that's how it is..."    

When the old man in the Daoist robe heard Ye Feng's words, he was deeply shocked. He had thought that the people of the wilderness were one of the secrets of this world, but he didn't expect that there was an even deeper secret behind it.    

The Desolate Blood that the people of the Wilderness had been searching for was actually impure.    

"Kid, no, leader!"    

In the next moment, the old man looked at Ye Feng with burning eyes. He knew that Ye Feng was Huang's true descendant and had awakened Huang's bloodline. Such a person was naturally the leader of all the barbarians.    

"I, Old Third Li, swear to follow you to the death!"    

The old man bowed solemnly to Ye Feng. He wanted to follow in Ye Feng's footsteps and complete the responsibility and mission of the Desolate race with him.    

"Senior, please get up."    

Ye Feng quickly helped the old man up. He still respected this old man who had helped him a lot. How could he accept such a big gift from him?    

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