Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

*Rumble!*    

In the next moment, a monstrous Blood Light rushed into the sky. The injuries on the Holy Son of the Blood Tiger Tribe instantly healed, and his aura soared. He had actually broken through to the Spiritual Connection realm and shot out explosively.    

*Whoosh!*    

The Holy Son of the Blood Tiger Tribe turned into a ray of blood light and chased after Ye Feng at an extremely fast speed.    

"Not good!"    

Ye Feng sensed the killing intent coming from behind him, and his expression changed. He could feel that the Holy Son of the Blood Tiger Tribe was rapidly approaching.    

"This guy really has something up his sleeves."    

Ye Feng suddenly turned around. The Holy Son of the Blood Tiger Tribe had already rushed in front of him. He held a blood-colored longbow in his left hand and a blood-colored arrow in his right hand. He was currently drawing the bow and aiming it at Ye Feng, preparing to shoot it.    

*Chi!*    

The blood-colored arrow shot out, and a crack appeared in the space along the way, as if a thin gap had been drawn in the sky.    

"What a powerful attack!"    

Ye Feng's pupils shrank slightly. He immediately mobilized all the strength in his body and used the defensive method in his memories from his previous life.    

"Heavenly Shield!"    

Ye Feng shouted in a low voice, and a large golden shield condensed in front of him. On the surface of the shield, 36 Heavenly Stars were shining.    

*Bang!*    

The blood-colored arrow struck the Heavenly Shield. The 36 Heavenly Stars trembled, and the light suddenly dimmed. In the next moment, the Heavenly Shield exploded.    

The power of the blood-colored arrow was weakened a lot. After Ye Feng had used the Heavenly Shield to block for a moment, he condensed all the strength in his body and slashed out with his sword.    

"Crack!"    

The blood-colored arrow was cut in half by Ye Feng's sword, but before Ye Feng could be happy, the Blood Tiger Clan's Saint had already arrived in front of him.    

"Lowly human, hand over the dragon blood!"    

The Blood Tiger Clan's Saint slammed his palm towards Ye Feng. His palm turned into a tiger claw, and the sharp claws flickered with a cold light, as if they were going to cut through everything.    

"Dragon Movement Technique!"    

Ye Feng shouted in his heart, and used the strongest movement technique he had learned from the Heavenly Fragrance Academy's library. His figure was elusive and unpredictable, and he retreated at an extremely fast speed.    

However, even though Ye Feng retreated quickly, he was not as fast as the Blood Tiger Clan's Saint. His body was still cut by the sharp claws in front of him.    

"Puchi!"    

Blood splashed out from Ye Feng's chest, and four deep wounds that were so deep that his bones could be seen were shocking. The pain made Ye Feng unable to help but grimace.    

"Hand over the dragon blood, or else I will tear you into a thousand pieces!"    

The Blood Tiger Clan's saint's killing intent soared to the heavens, and his attacks were continuous. One claw after another attacked towards Ye Feng.    

Ye Feng waved the Myriad Tribulations Sword with great difficulty to block them. After exchanging a dozen moves, his body was covered in wounds and blood, and he was already in a desperate situation.    

"No, if this continues, I will definitely die. I must use the power of my soul."    

A killing intent flashed across Ye Feng's eyes. He used the power of his soul, and was confident that he could kill the Blood Tiger Clan's Saint. However, this way, he could not guarantee that he would be able to leave the Nine Peaks Mountain safely.    

After all, outside the secret realm, the Fifth Elder would be guarding the Nine Peaks Mountain. Once Ye Feng appeared, he would definitely be chased.    

"Right, there is also the dragon blood!"    

Ye Feng suddenly thought of the dragon blood. It was an extraordinary item that could increase one's strength and change one's physique. Furthermore, it could heal injuries. However, the most important thing was that the dragon blood contained a vast amount of energy.    

The Blood Tiger Saint Son had obtained twelve drops of dragon blood. One drop of dragon blood contained the vigorous energy of a living dead. The energy of twelve drops of dragon blood could be said to be boundless.    

With that thought, Ye Feng immediately took out the dragon blood. In front of the Blood Tiger Saint Son, he directly opened the lid of the Purple Jade Bottle and swallowed the dragon blood.    

"You deserve to die!"    

The Blood Tiger Saint Son's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was sinister. Ye Feng actually swallowed his dragon blood. This was the opportunity for him to break through to the Spiritual Opening Realm. It was a spoil of war that he had paid a huge price for!    

"You lowly human, how dare you swallow my dragon blood!"    

The Blood Tiger Saint Son's killing intent became even more powerful, and his attacks became even more ferocious. He had already lost his mind.    

The importance of the dragon blood to the Blood Tiger Saint Son was naturally needless to mention. Ye Feng swallowing the dragon blood in front of him made the Blood Tiger Saint Son even more furious. This was a great humiliation for him.    

Therefore, even though the Blood Tiger Saint Son believed that Ye Feng, a Sixth Stage Spiritual Cultivator, was simply unable to withstand the boundless energy of the twelve drops of dragon blood, and his body would definitely explode, he was still extremely furious. The humiliation Ye Feng had caused him was too great.    

"I must personally grind your bones and scatter your ashes. I will kill you before you explode from the dragon blood!"    

The Saint of the Blood Tiger Clan gritted his teeth and shouted. His sharp claws were as fast as lightning, forming thousands of afterimages, continuously leaving terrifying wounds on Ye Feng's body.    

In the blink of an eye, Ye Feng's body was riddled with holes, looking like a broken bag. He looked like a corpse that had been dead for many years, not a living person.    

Despite such a terrifying injury, Ye Feng was full of vitality. The dragon blood released a vast amount of energy from his body, as if it was endless vitality, healing Ye Feng's injuries at a terrifying speed.    

The wounds left by the Saint of the Blood Tiger Clan on Ye Feng's body healed in two breaths. This allowed Ye Feng to not fall even after suffering such injuries, and he was still able to fight back.    

"Chi! Chi! Chi!"    

Ye Feng used the Nine Swords Heaven-Splitting Sword Technique to block the Saint of the Blood Tiger Clan's attack, but the effect was average. He was also a little anxious in his heart. The effect of the dragon blood was amazing, and even the Saint of the Blood Tiger Clan's terrifying attack was unable to cause any substantial damage to him.    

However, the energy of the dragon blood was too vast. Just like what the Saint of the Blood Tiger Clan had guessed, Ye Feng found it difficult to withstand the energy released by the dragon blood. His dantian was bloated as if it was about to explode.    

This was also the reason why Ye Feng was able to cultivate to the pinnacle of the Spirit Core Realm. His dantian was twice the size of an ordinary martial cultivator, and it was the reason why he could store more energy. Even Ye Feng found it difficult to withstand it, and his stomach was already as big as a balloon.    

"No, I have to quickly use up all the energy!"    

Anxiety surfaced in Ye Feng's heart. On the other hand, the Holy Son of the Blood Tiger Tribe became anxious when he saw that Ye Feng was about to explode and die.    

"You bastard! I said it before, you will die in my hands!"    

The Holy Son of the Blood Tiger Tribe roared, and a huge blood-red spear suddenly condensed behind him. The spear was covered with dead spirits, and they struggled and roared, releasing ear-piercing wails.    

These spirits were the living creatures that the Holy Son of the Blood Tiger Tribe had killed before. The Blood Tiger Tribe had a divine ability, which was to kill spirits and refine them into evil spirits.    

To be a villain, it was to describe this divine ability of the Blood Tiger Tribe. The evil spirits refined by them were very weak, and even an ordinary person could kill them with a single palm.    

However, the Blood Tiger Tribe had created another divine ability, which was the Evil Spirit Annihilating Spear, and it was what the Holy Son of the Blood Tiger Tribe was currently using.    

The more evil spirits gathered on the blood-red spear, the more powerful it would be. Since the age of three, the Holy Son of Blood Tiger Tribe had been killing living creatures every day to refine more evil spirits with a stronger power.    

Today, the Evil Spirit Annihilating Spear had injured 100,000 evil spirits, and its power had reached an extremely terrifying level. It could even threaten and even kill an existence at the third level of the Spiritual Connection Stage.    

Chapter 12 – The Evil Spirit Annihilating Spear