Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Godly King Palm!"    

"Winter Spring Palm!"    

These puppets were not weak, and they could also use the divine power of Buddhism. Each move and technique was powerful and heavy.    

Ye Feng was also under great pressure in the fierce battle. If it was not for his body and spirit pills, he would not have been able to last for so long.    

Even so, Ye Feng felt a little tired, and a trace of seriousness appeared in his eyes. He had to end the battle quickly.    

"Demon Demon Technique!"    

Ye Feng shouted and directly used the Demon Demon Technique. Ye Feng had obtained this technique from the members of the Demon Demon Association. It could increase one's strength in a short period of time, but the side effect would make the user lose his mind.    

Ye Feng relied on his own tenacious willpower to preserve his mind, so he was not afraid of the side effects of this technique.    

As a result, Ye Feng's strength had been greatly improved. His strength was even more powerful, and every time his attack landed on the puppets, it could cause substantial damage.    

Especially when Ye Feng began to attack the joints of the puppets. Once the joints were damaged, the puppets' mobility would be greatly reduced.    

Under Ye Feng's change in fighting style, the puppets quickly lost their numbers. Soon, they were all defeated by Ye Feng, leaving only five puppets with injuries.    

Ye Feng's current spiritual energy was almost completely exhausted. He immediately swallowed a few Spiritual Energy Pills, and the surging spiritual energy filled his dantian. Ye Feng attacked with all his strength again.    

"Puchi!"    

Ye Feng slashed down the head of a puppet arhat with his sword, and then cut off the legs of another puppet arhat with his sword.    

His body shuttled between the puppets, and he did not see the person. He only saw a cold sword light.    

After a moment, all the puppets fell to the ground, unable to get up. Most of their joints had been destroyed, and they had lost their ability to move. However, they still did not give up on attacking Ye Feng. Their broken bodies continued to struggle on the ground, trying to get closer to Ye Feng.    

"I've already defeated all these puppets. They are no longer a threat to me. Why is the formation still not dispersing?"    

Ye Feng frowned. He should be considered to have passed the test, but the formation had not dispersed. He was a little confused.    

After a quarter of an hour, Ye Feng saw that the formation was still there, and a trace of impatience rose in his heart.    

"How troublesome. What is this Buddhist inheritance doing? Could it be that I have to break this formation?"    

Just as Ye Feng was about to attack the formation, he saw the golden light in the dantian of the puppet guard. His eyes immediately lit up.    

"The source of power of the puppet arhat is the steel spirit pill. If I don't destroy this steel spirit pill, I'm afraid that the test will think that I have not completely defeated the puppet."    

With this thought, Ye Feng decisively attacked the steel spirit pill in the puppet. The sharpness of the Thousand Tribulations Sword easily penetrated the steel spirit pill. A burst of golden light rushed out from the broken hole in the spirit pill. The steel spirit pill quickly lost its light and dimmed down.    

At the same time, the golden light of the formation that enveloped the hall also became a little thinner. Ye Feng was delighted and immediately increased his speed.    

Soon, all eighteen puppets were destroyed by Ye Feng, and the golden light of the formation completely dissipated.    

"Congratulations, you have passed the inheritance test. Please collect the inheritance in the main hall."    

The Buddha statue in the center of the hall spoke again.    

Ye Feng bowed and walked towards the back of the hall.    

After passing through a few corridors, Ye Feng arrived in front of a secret room. The door of the secret room had already been opened, revealing the scene inside.    

On a simple stone bed, there was a withered skeleton sitting cross-legged. Below the withered skeleton was a golden bead.    

"Is this the sarira?"    

Ye Feng looked at the golden bead curiously. He could sense the pure energy flowing within it, as well as the pure aura of Buddhism.    

Coincidentally, at this moment, the golden bead emitted a bright light. A dazzling golden pillar of light shot out from the bead and pierced through the clouds. It was the sarira light that Ye Feng had seen before.    

"It really is a sarira. I didn't expect that I would be here for two hours."    

Ye Feng bowed to the withered skeleton on the bed. This was clearly the owner of the sarira. He then reached out and took the sarira that had shone for three breaths of time, and the light was restrained.    

"To refine the sarira, you need to concentrate and calm your mind."    

Ye Feng followed the ancient records in the library and sat cross-legged in the secret room. He wrapped the sarira with spirit energy and suspended it above his head. He used his mind to comprehend the power and inheritance within the sarira.    

Soon, an image appeared in Ye Feng's mind. In an ancient temple, there was an old monk with a kind face standing in the middle of the temple courtyard. He extended his hand and pointed, and his finger actually released a bright golden light.    

"Crack crack crack!"    

Immediately after, puppets that were the same as the puppets that Ye Feng had fought before walked out and rushed towards the old monk.    

Ye Feng's sharp senses told him that these puppets were stronger than the puppets that he had defeated. They had all reached the Spiritual Connection realm.    

The old monk faced these Spiritual Connection puppets with a calm expression. He pointed out with his golden finger.    

"Chi! Chi! Chi!"    

Golden light shot out from his finger and accurately hit the puppet's steel dantian, easily piercing through it.    

The source of power was destroyed, and the puppets froze on the spot, no longer moving.    

"This is a secret technique of the Buddhist Sect, the Vajra Finger. It has a miraculous effect on demons and monsters..."    

The old monk slowly opened his mouth. His voice was calm, and it carried a divine charm that could calm one's mind. He began to explain.    

"Is this the inheritance of the relic?"    

Ye Feng's heart moved slightly as he listened to the old monk's explanation.    

The old monk explained in detail about how to cultivate and how to use it. He explained everything clearly.    

Ye Feng's mind followed the old monk's instructions and tried to cultivate the Golden Light Finger. The process was very smooth, and Ye Feng quickly mastered it.    

At the same time, in the outside world, Ye Feng closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in the secret room. The relic that was wrapped in spirit energy was slowly rotating above his head. Strands of golden light flowed down along with the relic and fused into Ye Feng's body.    

Ye Feng's aura began to increase continuously. When the golden light of the relic was completely exhausted and the relic fell to the ground, Ye Feng suddenly opened his eyes.    

"The Golden Light Finger is indeed powerful. I have already mastered it!"    

Ye Feng was overjoyed. At this time, he sensed that the Spiritual Qi in his body had already been filled to the limit, and his cultivation realm had also reached the peak. He was only one step away from breaking through.    

Furthermore, Ye Feng clearly sensed that he had already touched the realm barrier. He had a feeling that he could easily break through the realm barrier.    

"This is the second benefit of the relic inheritance. Is it a cultivation boost?"    

Ye Feng thought in his heart, and immediately urged the Spiritual Qi in his body to charge at the realm barrier.    

Just like Ye Feng's intuition, the realm barrier was easily broken through. Ye Feng's strength immediately soared.    

"Rumble!"    

A vast aura swept through the surroundings, and a strong wind blew in the secret room. Ye Feng's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly released a wave of Spiritual Qi to protect the bones in the secret room. Only then did he avoid the bones being blown away by the strong wind.    

Chapter 12 – The Secret of the Golden Light Finger