Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The Shattering Void Sword's voice rang out at this moment. It had sensed that the strength of Wuwei King had increased greatly, so it was a little worried that Ye Feng would not be able to defeat Wuwei King.    

"No need, I will rely on my own strength to defeat him!"    

The fighting spirit in Ye Feng's eyes burned fiercely. He was inspired by the pressure from Wuwei King and did not want to rely on the Shattering Void Sword's power anymore. Although he could easily defeat Wuwei King with the help of the Shattering Void Sword, this was not what Ye Feng wanted.    

The power of others was ultimately an external object. He needed to be stronger himself. Only in this way could he continuously break through and surpass himself!    

"Brat, kneel down!"    

At this moment, Wuwei King's aura had risen to its peak, and he suddenly pressed down on Ye Feng with his palm.    

This palm was like the fall of the sky, and Ye Feng was like an ant on the ground, about to be crushed to death by the entire sky.    

Endless thunderbolts burst out, condensing into mysterious runes that flickered with the Thunder Light. Accompanied by this palm attack, it attacked Ye Feng.    

At this moment, the pressure increased once again, becoming especially terrifying. Ye Feng even felt that it was difficult to breathe. This was caused by the great pressure in his heart.    

"Hu, hu..."    

Ye Feng gasped for breath. He was very dissatisfied with his own reaction, and the fighting spirit in his heart was even more overflowing, growing wildly.    

"Shattering Void Sword Technique, Three Thousand Shattering!"    

His fighting spirit continued to accumulate. Ye Feng slashed out a sword filled with anger. Three Thousand Shattering meant that it was a sword that could shatter three thousand Great Daos. This was the best way to deal with the thunderbolt runes that filled the sky, and it was the best way for Wuwei King, who was like the master of thunder, to deal with them.    

The sword light poured out like the rising moon, clashing with the Thunder Light that filled the sky with unstoppable might.    

"Chi! Chi! Chi!"    

In an instant, endless sword intent erupted, and it was as if the world had turned into a sea of swords, forming a sword domain.    

The sharpness continued to invade the Thunder Light, and even though the Thunder Light was shining and the Thunder rumbled, it could not be wiped away.    

Then, the Wuwei King also pressed down with his palm. With his full strength, this palm seemed to contain a great force, like a furious strike from a giant dragon that had been sleeping for ten thousand years.    

This palm seemed to be able to crush the heavens and the earth. The endless sword intent exploded at this moment, and the three thousand pieces were directly shattered.    

"Damn it!"    

Ye Feng's expression was incomparably solemn. Three thousand pieces was already his most powerful technique, but it was destroyed by Wuwei King's palm. This made him feel very powerless.    

No matter how much fighting spirit he had, no matter how much fighting spirit he had, it was useless when facing such overwhelming power.    

"No, I won't accept it!"    

Ye Feng roared in his heart, as if he had heard his unwillingness and felt his fighting spirit. He desired a strong will.    

The Desolate Blood flowing in Ye Feng's bloodline actually lit up with a resplendent light at this moment, illuminating Ye Feng's body as if he was a blood person.    

"Rumble!"    

The Desolate Blood in his body began to churn. Every drop of Desolate Blood burst out with vast power, as if a sleeping giant dragon had awakened.    

At this moment, Ye Feng could feel his own strength growing crazily. It was as if a small grass had instantly grown into a towering tree. Ye Feng's strength was also the same. It instantly rose to an unimaginable height.    

"This is..."    

Ye Feng felt the vast power brought by the Desolate Blood in his body and couldn't help but feel confused. His Desolate Blood had clearly been perfectly awakened, so how could it once again unleash such a powerful strength?    

"It's the Desolate Blood, it's the Desolate Blood's phantom image!"    

At this moment, the Shattering Void Sword saw a figure standing proudly behind Ye Feng. This figure slowly condensed. This figure's appearance was very similar to Ye Feng's, but it seemed to be even more ancient, as if it had experienced countless trials and tribulations.    

At the same time, this figure's eyes were incomparably firm, deep, as if they contained the entire universe.    

This was the Desolate Blood. In the ancient Desolate Era, it led the human race through the thorns and brambles, changing the human race's lowly status as ants. It allowed the human race to become the overlord of the Desolate Era, the controller.    

At the same time, the Desolate Blood also had countless glorious titles. The first human to reach the Divine Rank, the leader who resisted the people from beyond the heavens...    

At this moment, the phantom image of the Desolate Blood appeared behind Ye Feng. His strength would naturally be greatly increased, because that was the Desolate Blood. It was the most powerful and greatest existence in the Martial Extreme Continent since the ancient times.    

As for why the phantom image of the Desolate Blood would appear behind Ye Feng, the Shattering Void Sword also had some guesses. This should be the power hidden in his bloodline.    

Since ancient times, every single descendant of a powerful existence would inherit the bloodline of their ancestors. They could obtain power from their ancestors' bloodline and comprehend even more divine abilities and techniques.    

This was very similar to the Demon Race and the Vicious Beast. However, the inheritance of these two was completely inherited, and it was passed down from generation to generation.    

On the other hand, the human race was the complete opposite. If their ancestors were powerful, and their descendants' strength never surpassed their ancestors, then the bloodline inheritance of their ancestors would also weaken as the bloodline continued to thin. The power they could provide would also be even smaller.    

Right now, the image of Huang appeared behind Ye Feng. It must be the same situation. Ye Feng had obtained the recognition of Huang's blood and awakened the power in his bloodline, allowing him to condense the image of his ancestors to help him in battle.    

"Ah!"    

Just as Shattering Void Sword was thinking about it, Ye Feng's explosive strength finally stopped. His eyes were as red as fire, and his body swelled up several times. The image of Huang behind him also became extremely solid, but Huang's face became blurry, and no one could see it clearly.    

"Back off!"    

Ye Feng felt the vast power flowing through his body and revealed an excited smile. His fighting spirit was surging, and he slammed his palm against the palm of Wuwei King.    

Boom!    

In the next moment, a loud explosion sounded out like the shattering of the heavens and the earth. Both of their bodies trembled violently at the same time. Wuwei King's palm raged with violent lightning, while Ye Feng's palm spewed out a vast Blood Light that actually contended with the lightning, and even suppressed it.    

"Wuwei King, is this all you have?"    

Ye Feng felt that he was no longer weaker than Wuwei King, and his fighting spirit was even more exuberant. He shouted loudly and once again exerted force with his palm.    

"Crack!"    

Wuwei King's arm was directly broken. The terrifying force caused his broken bones to pierce through his flesh and even gush into his body, attacking his internal organs and causing him to vomit blood.    

Ye Feng took advantage of Wuwei King's weakness. Without waiting for Wuwei King's reaction, he suddenly rushed forward and threw a punch.    

"Bam!"    

This punch ruthlessly smashed onto Wuwei King's chin. His chin instantly exploded, and his flesh and teeth flew out. He was like a fish that had leaped out of the water as he was thrown back.    

"Uh …"    

The intense pain caused Wuwei King to recover from the shock of Ye Feng's strength increasing. He immediately tried to stabilize his body in midair, but Ye Feng had already thrown another punch. The fist force was like a volcanic eruption as it ruthlessly smashed towards Wuwei King's back.    

"Not good!"    

Wuwei King's expression changed drastically. It was difficult for him to dodge in midair, so he immediately activated the lightning in his body to condense into a lightning pool.    

Chapter 18 – The Lightning Pool