Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

With a terrifying explosion, the space under Ye Qingtian's iron fist suddenly exploded. A figure covered in blood fell out of it and fled into the distance in a panic.    

"I've caught you."    

Ye Qingtian looked at the figure and laughed coldly. In the next moment, he rushed out. His speed was as fast as lightning, drawing out countless afterimages. In the blink of an eye, he had arrived behind the other party and grabbed him.    

"How dare you!"    

The figure suddenly turned around. It was the Lord of the Golden Hall. His eyes were completely red with anger and fear. The golden blade in his hand revealed its sharpness as it slashed towards Ye Qingtian's head.    

"Can't even withstand a single blow."    

Ye Qingtian glanced at the golden blade in the other party's hand. There was no fear in his eyes, but instead, it was filled with contempt.    

"Break for me!"    

A seven-colored glass sword appeared in Ye Qingtian's hand. The longsword shone with a resplendent light under the sunlight. It was beautiful to the extreme, but it also contained a terrifying power that could make everyone's heart tremble.    

"Crack!"    

The golden blade was easily shattered by the seven-colored glass sword. Ye Qingtian continued to slash down with the longsword in his hand. The head of the Lord of the Golden Hall soared into the sky, and his corpse fell to the ground.    

The Lord of the Golden Hall, who was personally conferred by the Shocking Frost King, was beheaded by Ye Qingtian with a single sword strike.    

"This sword..."    

Ye Feng's gaze became slightly focused. This seven-colored glass sword gave him an extraordinary feeling, even surpassing the Phoenix Cry Halberd in his hand. One must know that the Phoenix Cry Halberd was a High Grade Spiritual Artifact, but this seven-colored glass sword...    

"Hahaha, it's great!"    

After killing the Master of the Golden Hall, Ye Qingtian laughed out loud and walked over to Ye Feng's side, handing the Rainbow Glass Sword to him.    

"Feng'er, are you going to give this ultimate treasure to me?"    

Hearing this, Ye Feng couldn't help but be stunned. He looked at the Rainbow Glass Sword, which emitted an invisible might that made him feel cold all over, and looked at Ye Qingtian in confusion.    

"Father, this sword?"    

"The Ye Family's foundation is extraordinary."    

Ye Qingtian laughed heartily, "This sword has always been the clan's ultimate treasure. Only the Patriarch and the elders have the right to know its existence, and only the Patriarch can use it."    

"In the past, I didn't understand why the Ye Family had such a supreme treasure, and I didn't even dare to use it, afraid that it would bring about a calamity to the Ye Family. But now, I am not worried anymore. I know the origins of the family."    

Ye Qingtian's eyes were filled with profound meaning, but Ye Feng knew what he meant. They were the descendants of Huang, the supreme descendants of the human race. Their bloodlines were extremely noble, so it was not a big deal for them to have such a weapon.    

"Father, only the Patriarch can use this sword. It is more suitable for you."    

Ye Feng revealed a smile. Although the Rainbow Glass Sword was extraordinary, he had a suitable weapon in his hands.    

"I am the Patriarch of the Ye Family. The rules are set by me. If I say I will give it to you, you can take it."    

Ye Qingtian didn't say anything more and just stuffed the seven-colored glass sword into Ye Feng's hands. He said solemnly, "This sword is called the Shattering Void Sword. Legend has it that it has the ability to shatter the void and cut through everything. You must treasure it."    

"This..."    

Ye Feng was still hesitant. He wanted to return the Shattering Void Sword, but he heard Ye Xuan's voice.    

"Third brother, father told you to take it, so just take it."    

Ye Xuan had already opened his eyes. His eyes sparkled with a wise light, as if he was a wise man who had lived for countless years.    

"Second brother, how do you feel?"    

Ye Feng asked in surprise. He felt that the aura on Ye Xuan's body had become very special and mysterious, giving him a profound feeling.    

"I feel very good!"    

Ye Xuan smiled and clenched his fist slightly. He stared at the qi and blood flowing on his fist, and his eyes sparkled.    

"My realm has only risen to the third stage of Qi Manipulation, but my strength is far from that. Wisdom is also a kind of strength."    

Ye Xuan's face was full of confidence. "The memories of the bloodline contain boundless knowledge. Even the cultivation methods and martial skills are included, and there are also all kinds of information about the old methods."    

"Third brother, with this knowledge, I can easily bring the Ye Family to an extraordinary height."    

Hearing Ye Xuan's confident words, Ye Feng was even more surprised. The memories of the ancient era were not to be underestimated. It was an endless amount of knowledge passed down from the ancient times. It was a great thing that Ye Xuan could master it.    

Whether it was Ye Xuan or the people around him, this was a fortunate thing. A wise man could bring about endless benefits.    

Now that the crisis of the family was solved, Ye Feng also relaxed. He asked the Blood Killing Sword and other spiritual artifacts in his mind if they were interested in being worshipped in the Ye Family.    

For spiritual artifacts, the benefits of being worshipped by living creatures were numerous. They had their own unique cultivation methods.    

The Blood Killing Sword and other spiritual artifacts did not refuse. Ye Feng brought them to the Ye Family's Hall of View and placed them there, receiving worship from the Ye Family.    

At this point, the spiritual artifacts on Ye Feng's body, other than the Shattering Void Sword that he had just obtained, were all left in the Ye Family, as a part of the strength of the Ye Family.    

With these spiritual artifacts guarding the family, the Ye Family would be even more stable, and they would be able to deal with the danger easily.    

Ye Feng was very satisfied with this. The benefits he had obtained from exploring Dongyang Martial Sect's secret realm were not small, and it had also been of great help to him during this period of time.    

In the next three days, Ye Feng settled down in the Ye Family, and also brought the grandfather and grandson back to the Ye Family to take care of them.    

Ye Feng asked Lord Tong to help him check on Gou Dan's physique. Although the other party was not born with a crippled body, his cultivation talent was extremely weak, and his path of cultivation could be considered to have been cut off.    

Therefore, Ye Feng told Gou Dan that if the other party was willing to learn, he could give him a portion of Desolate Blood to change Gou Dan's physique and step onto the path of the old method.    

Although Gou Dan was young, he had experienced a lot. He was much less childish than his peers, and he had more maturity. He expressed that he would think about it for a period of time before making a decision.    

Ye Feng did not mind at all and calmly agreed.    

On the morning of the fourth day, Gou Dan came to Ye Feng's courtyard and looked at Ye Feng solemnly. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "Master, I am willing to cultivate the old method."    

"Master?"    

Ye Feng blinked his eyes. Gou Dan had always treated him as his elder brother. Now that he called him master, it gave him a strange feeling.    

At the same time, Ye Feng also realized why Gou Dan changed his name. In Gou Dan's opinion, accepting the Desolate Blood that he had given him and stepping onto the path of cultivation was to become his disciple.    

Although this was not his original intention, it was also a fresh thing for Ye Feng to accept a disciple. He was very happy about it, so he did not explain anything to Gou Dan and happily agreed.    

"Alright, you will be my disciple in the future."    

Ye Feng patted Gou Dan's shoulder and got him to stand up. He then said, "I promise you that the old method will not be weaker than the new method. Your future achievements will not be below his!"    

"Thank you, Master!"    

Gou Dan's face was filled with joy. Being able to cultivate was his hope all along. At this moment, he was so excited that his entire body was trembling.    

Chapter 12 – The Old Method