Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Ye Feng muttered to himself.    

Bei Qingmann looked at him and continued, "Qingmann is currently in a dilemma. As long as we reach the mountain peak, other disciples of our sect will come over to reunite. That's why I sincerely request Young Master Ye to bring Qingmann up the mountain. "    

Ye Feng slightly nodded his head, but then asked again: "Miss Bei, what did you just say was extremely useful to your Chaoyuan Sect?    

"This …"    

Bei Qingmann frowned, as though she had made a decision, gritted her teeth and revealed a smile: "Young Master Ye has saved my life, so I will not hide it anymore. My Chaoyuan Sect was established by the sword, and rumor has it that the Sixth Vice Palace contained an extremely powerful sword intent. If we could obtain this, it would be able to greatly increase the strength of our sect. "    

"Sword intent?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows.    

"Young Master Ye doesn't seem to be good at using swords …" Bei Qingmann looked at Ye Feng's pensive look and said softly, "This means that the item is useless to the Young Master Ye. The Young Master Ye is very powerful and if you are willing to assist our sect in acquiring the treasures, we, the Chaoyuan Sect, are willing to reward you with a hundred thousand Spiritual Stone."    

Ye Feng's heart stirred. He kept the bead in his hand, and indistinctly replied: "Let's go. We'll talk about this later."    

He rushed to the top of the mountain.    

Bei Qingmann's face lit up, and immediately followed behind.    

The two of them did not linger along the way, and many powerful Demonic Beast s appeared, but they were all easily taken care of by Ye Feng, and under Bei Qingmann's dumbstruck gaze, the two of them quickly approached the mountain peak.    

In less than two hours, he was already at the peak of the mountain, and just as expected, Ye Feng saw the tall building at the top.    

"..."    

Inside the secret realm of the trial, when a thousand participating disciples came in, beams of light streaked across the sky and flew out in all directions.    

In the mountain ranges, there were groups of young Martial Cultivator that were gathered together, and soon after, groups after groups of them headed in the designated direction.    

For example, a identity token that radiated a special aura. There was some kind of incantation that allowed the disciples of the large sects and aristocratic families to sense the presence of their fellow sect members in a certain area and then meet up.    

This was because there were not only Demonic Beast here, but also other Martial Cultivator.    

As a result, these people would usually leave in groups. The strength of a team was extremely important here.    

As for the Martial Cultivator s of ordinary small clans, they could only rely on their own strength to protect themselves. The stronger ones were able to enter the secret realm, while the weaker ones could only linger around the outermost area.    

In other places, it was a scene of massacre and bloodshed. Among them, some died to the claws and fangs of the Demonic Beast, and a portion of the Martial Cultivator s were robbed and killed by the powerful Martial Cultivator who entered the place with Ye Feng.    

Within the mountain range.    

Blood energy soared to the sky.    

"Run, Profound Rank Demonic Beast actually appeared inside."    

"What, Profound Rank Demonic Beast, that's the equivalent of a Xiantian realm expert?"    

"It's over, why is my luck so bad …"    

In a muddy swamp, seven or eight county city Martial Cultivator s were fleeing like ghosts crying and wolves howling. Some of them even used self-mutilation techniques that they had forcefully raised their potential, while others kept carrying them on their bodies to protect themselves with all kinds of hidden weapons and weapons.    

The only difference was how strong the Profound Rank Demonic Beast was.    

This group only had barely reached Half-Step Innate Stage, and there were even a few Innate Rankers who were not s, how could they possibly resist them?    

Along with a world-shaking roar, a lightning like glinting Black Light light flashed and landed on the last Martial Cultivator. He stared blankly at his own chest and saw that there was an additional bloody hole at the location of his heart.    

The Martial Cultivator fell in despair. Even at death's door, he could not understand the kind of Demonic Beast that killed him from behind.    

Rumble …    

There were no obvious signs of Demonic Beast pouncing and killing, only a black ray of light that seemed to shoot out like electricity. Everyone who escaped had a bloody hole appear in their chest, and their heart, including all their blood, was instantly drained, but the location of the bloody hole was sealed as though it was sealed by an invisible force, and not a single strand of blood could be seen.    

Soon, there was not a single living person left in the swamp …    

"..."    

At the same time, at another location.    

At the entrance of another tall palace, Gui Shenzi, who was ranked second in Yellow Ranking, blocked the path of over ten people.    

He took a glance at the group of Martial Cultivator s who did not dare to get angry despite thinking about it, and said with disdain: "All of you who are not my Raging Fire Sect disciples, scram."    

The group of Martial Cultivator were displeased.    

Just now, in the plaza outside of the palace, they had found spirit grass that was worth no less than ten thousand Spiritual Stone.    

Which also meant that this palace was an area that had never been developed in the past few times during the Secret Realm Trial, and there was a possibility of finding an unimaginable treasure within it. And now, Gui Shenzi actually wanted to occupy it?    

It had to be known that among these people, there were a few disciples from the four first-grade aristocratic families. They were usually domineering individuals, so naturally, they were not willing to accept this.    

"I will count to three, if you don't scram, then die!"    

Gui Shenzi swept his eyes across them and said with an impatient tone.    

"Three …"    

"Two …"    

"Brother Gui, I am Shangguan Bao, from the Shangguan Family, my brother is Shangguan …" A well-dressed Martial Cultivator in white walked forward to get close to her.    

"One …"    

Gui Shenzi's eyes turned sinister.    

Bang!    

A muffled explosion sounded in the air.    

Uh!    

At the same time, the white clothed Martial Cultivator Shangguan Bao only felt his vision blur as his neck suddenly tightened. It was as if he was firmly gripped by an iron pincer, making it hard for him to breathe.    

"What official Shangguan, laozi doesn't know." "Die!"    

A vicious force exploded from his hand. With a crack, Shangguan Bao's eyes widened in disbelief. His neck turned soft and he lost all breath.    

"Ah …" "He killed the people from Shangguan family!"    

"Run!"    

"This guy is crazy!"    

Gui Shenzi even dared to kill members of the Shangguan Family, which meant that in this person's eyes, there was no one that could not be killed.    

If he stayed, he would only be sending himself to his death.    

Under the pressure of death, the Vital Qi in everyone's body was pushed to its limit, flying out at a speed that exceeded before, scattering in all directions.    

"You all are just a bunch of grandson, I won't let you leave. Can you still leave now?" Gui Shenzi's body released an incomparably dense murderous aura, his eyes completely red.    

The moment he said that, numerous berserk Vital Qi condensed into a solid as they shot out in all directions with Gui Shenzi at the center. They were as fast as lightning.    

Ah …    

Screams sounded one after another. The body of the Martial Cultivator closest to him was forced apart by the Vital Qi.    

Then a second, a third, a fourth...    

At this time, he was already more than three hundred meters away from Gui Shenzi.