Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The moment this gust of wind appeared, the sky darkened, the sun and moon lost their luster, and an incomparably terrifying energy, like an invisible mountain, pressed down towards Ye Feng's body.

It was incomparably powerful, and carried a strong aura of superiority. It was something that no one could resist.

"What is it?" Could it be the Innate Demonic Beast that Zhao Dapeng mentioned? "So powerful, so strong that it's impossible to defend against."

Ye Feng's knees went soft, the heavy pressure made him want to lie flat on the ground, but all of a sudden, he straightened his chest, raised his head, and stared unyieldingly at the pitch-black entrance of the passage.

"No matter what you are, you are only a Spiritual Beast that my ancestors raised. So you are my ancestor's servant. "Humph!"

After saying this, that powerful pressure spun around him, as though it had sensed something, and left him.

Ye Feng, who had forcefully persevered, became light again, and he recovered his freedom.

But at that moment, he heard Zhao Dapeng let out a terrifying cry.

"Ah, Lun'er? "No!"

Zhao Lun who was lying on the side, was pulled by an invisible force, following that, a fierce gale swept out and immediately dragged him into the black tunnel, which was nowhere to be seen.

"Ah …"

A moment later, a scream came from inside the tunnel, then silence returned. There was no sound in the tunnel.

"Lun'er!"

The only seed was devoured by the Demonic Beast and at this moment, he was filled with all his hopes. He pointed at Ye Feng and cursed: "Ye Feng, you will die a horrible death."

Mind my own business!

Damn, Ye Feng was speechless.

"Hahaha …" "You will definitely regret it. I will make you regret it for the rest of your life. Someone will die with me …"

Zhao Dapeng laughed crazily, as if he was crazy.

A yellow light flashed on his body and disappeared into the horizon.

Ye Feng frowned, he raised his head and looked towards the direction where the yellow light disappeared, but did not see anything.

Before his laughter had even died away, that huge pressure from just now gushed out from the tunnel again. This time, it wrapped around Zhao Dapeng and dragged him into the tunnel.

In the air, a piece of paper that was emitting a faint yellow light danced with the countless withered leaves. With a thought, Ye Feng waved his hand and grabbed the piece of yellow paper.

It was a palm-sized yellow talisman. As the yellow light gradually dimmed, the spiritual energy within it disappeared and was replaced by an ordinary yellow paper. Only the broken "Emperor" character on it showed how extraordinary it used to be.

This thing was obviously some form of communication device.

And after Zhao Dapeng was devoured by the strong Demonic Beast without leaving a single corpse, this symbol became the only clue.

Zhao Dapeng's last sentence, saying that someone would accompany him in death, perhaps meant that after he burned this talisman, his father would be in trouble.

Sigh …

Ye Feng was slightly disappointed. It wasn't easy to get a father's whereabouts, but unfortunately, the clue was mysteriously cut off.

Father's Life and Death …

Forget it, it was useless to think about it now. Could it be that if he knew the whereabouts of his father, Ye Tian, then he would be able to save him?

Impossible, at least for now. The power behind Zhao Dapeng would certainly be incomparably strong, perhaps a sect, or even a county. If he were to rely on his current power, killing his way up to their doorstep, that would be suicide.

If he wanted to save his father, the only way was to increase his strength as soon as possible.

Glancing at the pitch-black tunnel entrance in front of him with extreme fear, Ye Feng felt that it would be better for him to leave as soon as possible.

The Demonic Beast that was hiding inside was not as simple as Zhao Dapeng had described, it was only a Profound Rank Innate Demonic Beast. The pressure that it was emitting definitely surpassed Ye Feng's imagination.

The secret of the Ye Family was perhaps hidden within the Blessed Land of the Piao Ling Sect. However, Zhao Dapeng did not think so.

Zhao Dapeng thought that there would only be one Spiritual Spring for warrior stage to temper the body and one Innate Ranker. With such a small thing, with the power behind it, it was impossible for it to be placed in Zhao Dapeng's eyes.

Therefore, he had been thinking of Little Jiu Jiu and only wanted to swallow this benefit to make himself and his son even more powerful.

Unfortunately, they had met Ye Feng, the abnormal guy.

With such an ending, it could be said that he had reaped some retribution, and was venting some of the anger in Ye Feng's heart.

"..."

Ye Feng quickly walked towards the back after passing through the birdcage structure. Not long later, he saw a precipitous cliff that shot into the sky in front of him.

The top of the pond was surrounded by dense white mist, making it impossible for the spirit energy to seep out of the pond.

The precious thing about Spiritual Spring's body tempering was not limited to raising one's cultivation.

Its most powerful function is to wash the marrow, remove the hidden danger, and remove the remaining filth from the body.

If they did not remove it in time, with their current cultivation level, they would not be able to sense any harm, but once they reached the Clear Heart Stage, for example, if they wanted to have a clear mind and mind, it would be extremely difficult to communicate with the heaven and earth.

If he wasn't careful, it was highly likely that he would go berserk during his promotion.

Taking a few steps forward to the side of the Spiritual Spring, Ye Feng impatiently jumped into the pool.

Gulp!

Gulp!

He sat cross-legged and activated the Qian Essence Spell, the energy channels in his body immediately releasing a suction force, and started to absorb the pure and rich energy from the spring.

The milky-white Spiritual Spring surged and a powerful energy entered his body through its pores. First, it was his skin and flesh that was cleansed, then it entered his body and washed his meridians, bones and organs with a relatively gentle energy.

It had to be said that the Spiritual Spring's energy was countless times more tyrannical than that of the outside world. It had only just started tempering the body, and warm streams of air already seeped out of the pool water and entered the body along the opened meridians.

And under the water of the Essence, Ye Feng could clearly feel that the Vital Qi Qi in his dantian was growing at an extremely considerable rate.

This feeling of being able to experience the increase in Vital Qi made Ye Feng feel an uncontrollable joy.

However, the happiness did not last for long.

Because Ye Feng realized that the speed at which he was absorbing the Spiritual Spring's energy was too, too, too, too, slow.

"The grade of the Qian Essence Spell is still not enough. If it was during normal times, I would not need to stay here and slowly cultivate. But right now, it's not even three days away from the Flying Cloud Sect Assessment …"

This situation caused Ye Feng to feel extremely vexed.

Only now did he realize the importance of high grade techniques to the Martial Cultivator. Even though he had used the fourth layer's' Qian Essence Spell 'to its maximum, his rate of absorption was still far from sufficient.

An entire pond of Spiritual Spring water contained energy that could not be completely absorbed within three to five months!

He had to think of a way …

His expression suddenly changed.