Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Fang Xuyang's pupils shrank. He was originally filled with despair, but in the face of death, he was still afraid. His body trembled fiercely as he let out a wail and begged for mercy.    

However, Ye Han was obviously not a soft-hearted person. Or rather, Fang Xuyang's actions did not allow Ye Han to have any pity for him.    

In the next moment, a cold light flashed. Fang Xuyang's head fell to the ground, and the most ambitious king in the history of Shuangzhang Kingdom fell.    

After that, Ye Han looked at the ruined palace and shook his head helplessly.    

"I originally planned to see what treasures were in the treasury of the Northern Cold Kingdom, but now that this place has been buried, it won't be easy to find them."    

Hearing that, Ye Feng's brows slightly raised. After absorbing the Qi of the Northern Cold Kingdom, he had developed some connections with the Northern Cold Kingdom. He could sense the future of the Northern Cold Kingdom and the location where the Qi of the Northern Cold Kingdom gathered, and he also knew the location of the treasury.    

"That may not be the case."    

Ye Feng revealed a smile and raised his hand to slash at a collapsed ruin in the palace.    

"Bang!"    

The sword energy rumbled, and a hundred-meter-long ravine was cut out of the ruins. A bright light shone from the ravine, and it looked especially dazzling.    

"This is!"    

Ye Han's eyes lit up, and he revealed a happy expression. He hurriedly rushed to the top of the ravine. There was a mountain of gold and silver treasures in the ravine, and it was obvious that it was the treasury of the Northern Cold Kingdom.    

"How do you know? Could it be that you have already planned to rob the Northern Cold Kingdom's treasury?"    

Ye Feng looked at Ye Feng in surprise. Compared to the mountain of gold and silver treasures, he was more curious about how Ye Feng had accurately located the treasury.    

"Of course not. I absorb the Northern Cold Kingdom's fate, and I can sense the Northern Cold Kingdom's treasures."    

Ye Feng smiled faintly and came to Ye Han's side. His gaze fell into the ravine, ignoring the luxurious gold and silver treasures, and searched for items that contained Spiritual Qi.    

Compared to ordinary treasures, items that contained Spiritual Qi were true treasures for martial cultivators.    

After that, Ye Feng and Ye Han entered the ravine together. They saw that the pile of treasures was an underground palace. This place was built extremely large, and the treasures piled up into small mountains. There were at least twenty of them.    

Other than these ordinary treasures, there were also some shelves made of golden silk wood. These shelves were filled with weapons that were shining with a cold light. These were the real treasures, and even the worst of them were treasures. There were also many Spiritual Weapons.    

Ye Han's eyes lit up. He was extremely interested in these Spiritual Weapons and immediately went forward to explore them.    

However, because Ye Feng had the Shattering Void Sword in his hand, he was not very interested in most of the Spiritual Weapons. However, the black and white intersecting mask that was constantly circulating attracted his attention.    

"This is?"    

Ye Feng's brows slightly raised as he walked forward to observe the mask closely. It gave him the feeling of looking at a living creature. The Spiritual Qi contained within the mask was extremely majestic, as if it had a real spirit.    

"What a familiar feeling."    

At this moment, the Shattering Void Sword's voice sounded. It was also observing the mask.    

"Senior, have you seen this mask before?"    

Ye Feng's eyes lit up. To be able to make the Shattering Void Sword have an impression, it was definitely not an ordinary item. He had probably picked up a treasure this time.    

"Hehe, interesting."    

The Shattering Void Sword laughed and said, "This mask is a replica of a friend of mine. The replica's skills are not bad, and it has already reached the level of making a fake out of a real one."    

"You mean that this is a counterfeit?"    

"That's right."    

The Shattering Void said, "My friend's name is Tianhuan Mask. The person who wears it can transform into any race from the root."    

The moment he said this, Ye Feng was shocked. Transforming from the root into another race? What kind of heaven-defying ability was this?    

For example, if an ordinary person obtained the Tianhuan Mask, he could completely transform into a dragon, from a weak human to a dragon with a powerful physique and terrifying strength.    

Even more so, if he could transform into a true dragon, a phoenix, or any other legendary divine beast, how heaven-defying would that be?    

Even if the transformation did not increase his own realm, just transforming into a powerful race would allow him to grasp extraordinary power.    

Ye Feng told the Shattering Void Sword his guess, and what shocked him was that the Shattering Void Sword actually approved of his guess. The Tianhuan Mask indeed had such an ability.    

"The Heavenly Phantom Mask was once one of the Ten Great Sacred Artifacts of the Desolate Era. It was once fought over by countless people. Its ability is naturally extraordinary."    

The Shattering Void Sword continued, "However, such a powerful transformation ability also brought it trouble. Countless people coveted it, but it was unwilling to recognize anyone as its master. It only wanted to be free and carefree."    

"That caused the experts of the Desolate Era to crazily target the Heavenly Phantom Mask. They all wanted to subdue it. In the end, in a chaotic battle, the Heavenly Phantom Mask's whereabouts were unknown. No one knew if it fell into the hands of an expert, or if it escaped and hid itself, or if its soul was destroyed..."    

The Shattering Void Sword's tone carried a trace of lamentation, "I have also inquired about this old friend's news, but I have no harvest. It was as if it had vanished into thin air."    

"But today, seeing its imitation, I can at least confirm one thing. It was not destroyed, and it still exists!"    

The Shattering Void Sword looked at the black and white mask and said seriously.    

"Then this imitation?"    

Ye Feng also looked at the mask. He knew how powerful the Heavenly Phantom Mask was. He also had hope for the imitation created by the Heavenly Phantom Mask.    

"Try wearing it. You will naturally know its effect."    

The Shattering Void Swords tone carried a trace of profoundness, "Although this imitation cannot be compared to the Heavenly Phantom Mask, it can be considered exquisite and wonderful. It should be very useful to you now."    

Hearing the Shattering Void Sword's words, Ye Feng's interest was piqued. He quickly picked up the black and white mask.    

However, the moment he touched the mask, Ye Feng felt a strong will to resist. The black and white mask trembled, as if it wanted to break free from his hands. However, Ye Feng's strength was incomparably strong, and it was not something the mask could break free from.    

"Be honest!"    

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth curled up into a smile. The Qi and blood in his body crazily poured into the mask. The mask that was still struggling intensely trembled, and it immediately fell silent.    

As Ye Feng's Qi and blood continued to pour into the mask, Ye Feng also felt a will hidden within the mask. This will was very weak, and it could not even be called a will, as if it was an instinct.    

After Ye Feng came into contact with this instinct, he immediately understood the specific information and abilities of the mask.    

This black and white mask was called the Myriad Illusion Mask. It was indeed a replica of the Heavenly Illusion Mask, but the will within the mask only knew that he was a replica of the Heavenly Illusion Mask. He did not know who the forger was, and he did not know why he would appear in the palace's treasury.    

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