Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Ye Feng's pupils shrank. He could feel the terror of the Ghost Extinguishing Spear. His hair stood on end, and even his soul felt a chill.    

This was the aura of death, the warning of death. Ye Feng had a feeling that if he was hit by this spear, even if he had the dragon blood in his body, it would be useless. This spear would directly destroy his body and soul. No matter how powerful the healing effect of the dragon blood was, it would be useless.    

"I have to use the power of my soul!"    

Ye Feng roared in his heart and was about to activate the power of his soul.    

At this moment, a message suddenly came from the soul in his sea of consciousness. Ye Feng could not help but reveal a look of ecstasy.    

"Die!"    

The face of the Holy Son of the Blood Tiger Clan was ferocious. He suddenly controlled the Ghost Extinguishing Spear behind him and ruthlessly smashed it towards Ye Feng.    

"You really think you can kill me?"    

Ye Feng roared. The aura around his body surged. His soul had just woken up for a short while and had taught him a top-notch divine ability.    

This divine ability was called the Holy Dragon Diamond Finger. It was a rank 7 divine ability, and its power could destroy the heavens and earth.    

Logically speaking, it was impossible for Ye Feng to use this divine ability. However, he had a stroke of luck and coincidentally had the prerequisite to use this divine ability.    

That was to cultivate the Buddhist Diamond Finger and possess the dragon blood with a vast amount of energy. The Holy Dragon Diamond Finger was the upgraded version of the Diamond Finger. It was a divine ability that a great sage of the dragon clan had learned after mastering the Buddhist Diamond Finger.    

"Sacred Dragon Vajra Finger!"    

Ye Feng roared and pointed out with his finger. He could feel the dragon blood in his body rushing towards his fingertips. At the same time, a dazzling golden light bloomed, even more dazzling than the sun. Even the Blood Tiger Saint Son couldn't help but close his eyes.    

In the next moment, a golden light shot out from Ye Feng's fingertips. It was like a pillar that could support the heavens, colliding with the Ghost Extinguishing Spear.    

"Rumble!"    

The world changed color. The surrounding trees and flowers instantly shattered and were destroyed. Even the space around them cracked and almost exploded.    

The terrifying impact swept through the surroundings. Wherever it passed, the clouds dissipated and the space rippled.    

Ye Feng and the Blood Tiger Saint Son were both pierced by the golden light from the Golden Finger, but they still realized the danger and used their own methods to resist the shockwave.    

"Bam! Bam! Bam!"    

Ye Feng and the Blood Tiger Saint Son's defenses were destroyed by the shockwave and they were sent flying. They crashed into the ground and rolled on the ground until they stopped ten miles away.    

"Cough, cough..."    

Ye Feng lay in the deep pit he had created and coughed weakly. The dragon blood in his body had almost been completely exhausted by the Sacred Dragon Vajra Finger. There was only half a drop left and it was healing Ye Feng's injuries quickly.    

The effect of the dragon blood was indeed extraordinary. Even though Ye Feng's bones were broken and his tendons were broken, he could be declared to be dead. The dragon blood also healed Ye Feng in a short period of time, allowing him to recover his mobility.    

On the other side, the Saint of the Blood Tiger Race was lying in a deep pit. His clothes were shattered by the shockwave, and his body was covered in blood. His aura was extremely weak.    

"How is this possible? How is this possible…"    

The Saint of the Blood Tiger Race muttered. He struggled to stretch out his arms, trying to get up.    

At this moment, Ye Feng appeared at the edge of the pit where the Saint of the Blood Tiger Race was lying. He looked down at the Saint of the Blood Tiger Race at the bottom of the pit.    

Ye Feng's injuries had completely recovered. The energy of the dragon blood had yet to be exhausted, and it continued to transform into Ye Feng's cultivation base and raise Ye Feng's realm. Ye Feng had already reached the sixth level of the Psionic Realm.    

"You can go and die."    

Ye Feng looked at the Saint of the Blood Tiger Race with killing intent. The Saint of the Blood Tiger Race had already lost his ability to fight, but Ye Feng was completely unharmed. This situation was something that Ye Feng had never expected. It could only be said that the Holy Dragon Diamond Finger that was passed down by the divine soul was too timely, and the effect was too good.    

"I didn't think of killing you at first, because that was almost impossible. But now, the opportunity has come."    

As Ye Feng spoke, he suddenly jumped into the deep pit. The Myriad Tribulations Sword in his hand released a resplendent sword light, piercing towards the back of the Saint of the Blood Tiger Race.    

At this moment, the Saint of the Blood Tiger Race had yet to completely get up. However, when he sensed the killing intent coming from behind him, endless fear rose in his heart.    

"No, you can't kill me. I am the Saint of the Blood Tiger Race. If you dare to kill me, you will also die. Your family, friends, and relatives will all be buried with you!"    

The Holy Son of the Blood Tiger Clan roared and tried to threaten Ye Feng.    

However, Ye Feng was not affected by the Blood Tiger Clan's Holy Son's threat. Instead, the killing intent in his eyes became even stronger, and the Million Dusk Sword's sword light became even sharper.    

Just as Ye Feng appeared above the Blood Tiger Clan's Holy Son and the Million Dusk Sword was about to pierce his head, the Blood Tiger Clan's Holy Son was in despair. However, the blood-red ring on his left hand suddenly lit up.    

"To think that someone would force you to your death. You really disappoint me. If this happens again, your identity as a Holy Son will be stripped away!"    

A dignified and arrogant voice suddenly sounded. At the same time, a Blood Light flew out from the Blood Tiger Clan's Holy Son's blood-red ring.    

The Blood Light instantly appeared above the Blood Tiger Clan's Holy Sons and blocked in front of Ye Feng. However, it was an illusory figure.    

This figure was very similar to the Blood Tiger Clan's Holy Son. It was even more dignified and domineering. Its eyes were filled with arrogance and contempt for all living things, as if it was a supreme god.    

"Back off!"    

The figure stretched out a finger towards Ye Feng and flicked it lightly, hitting the tip of the Million Dusk Sword.    

"Bam!"    

A terrifying force came over. Ye Feng's eyes revealed a look of fear. He felt as if he had been hit by a 30,000 meter tall mountain. The terrifying force instantly destroyed his internal organs, bones, and blood vessels.    

Immediately after, Ye Feng flew backwards like a cannonball. The Million Dusk Sword in his hand was also unable to hold on and fell.    

Bang!    

Ye Feng smashed into the forest a hundred miles away. He felt his life force rapidly fading away, and in the next moment, he was about to die.    

At this moment, the last bit of dragon blood in his body acted, reconstructing Ye Feng's internal organs and some of his bones and meridians.    

"Star Healing Pill, Star Healing Pill..."    

Ye Feng saw a glimmer of hope, and his life force was replenished a little. He had recovered some of his mobility, but he was not in a situation where he would definitely die.    

The space ring flashed, and more than a dozen Star Healing Pills appeared. Ye Feng opened his mouth and sucked in all of them.    

The moment the Star Healing Pill entered his body, it was refined by Ye Feng's spirit energy. A majestic life force immediately spread out and healed Ye Feng's body.    

"Hu..."    

Ye Feng heaved a sigh of relief as if he had been relieved of a heavy burden. His life force stabilized, and his injuries quickly recovered. He had survived once again.    

"I'm really lucky."    

Ye Feng sighed in his heart as he felt his body quickly recovering. The terrifying phantom image that looked similar to the Blood Tiger Clan's Saint's appearance appeared in his mind again.    

"Who is that? The Patriarch of the Blood Tiger Clan? Elder? His strength is too terrifying."    

Ye Feng felt incomparably afraid. The other party was too strong. Just a phantom image and a finger almost killed him. He was really just a little bit away from death.    

"The Blood Tiger Clan's Saint is really hard to kill. He really has many life-saving trump cards on him!"    

Chapter 18 – The Blood Tiger Clan's Saint