Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The space inside the exam grounds suddenly began to rumble and tremble, and the entire area began to shake.    

Ye Feng who was currently resting with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes and saw the sky had turned into a huge whirlpool, flashing with a soul-devouring luster.    

His mind stirred and he immediately understood what was going on. He hurriedly took the Raging Flame Lion King and kept it.    

It was time to close the secret plane.    

Just at this moment, a ray of white light shot down from the whirlpool, forming a connection with the golden order badge above Ye Feng's head.    

Soon after, a white light flashed and Ye Feng's figure suddenly disappeared.    

Swish! Swish! Swish!    

At the same time, in every corner of the secret plane, a white light flashed and the silhouette of a person began to disappear …    

The next moment.    

Countless figures landed on a huge square that was cast with white jade. In an instant, many figures appeared on the square.    

This space plaza was entirely paved with white stones. It was bright and beautiful, many times more beautiful than Luo An's Royal City, and many times more spacious and clean.    

Compared to this, Yuanwu Continent was like a big city, simply like a small town in the countryside.    

This place was the inside of the Myriad Peerless Sect Sect, it was like an illusion, other than the Martial Cultivator present, all of them had the smell of blood, which destroyed some of the beauty, it was just like a world where immortals lived.    

However, Ye Feng was not in the mood to appreciate the miraculous beauty of the Myriad Peerless Sect's four sides.    

Figures fell one by one onto the wide plaza. All the Martial Cultivator that survived the trial and left occupied only a corner of the huge plaza, making this place especially spacious.    

The number of survivors had actually … Less than three thousand.    

At this moment, the Martial Cultivator in the plaza had a face filled with sorrow, bewilderment, excitement and surprise.    

These people looked at each other, but were speechless.    

Five days ago, when they entered the secret realm, the number of Martial Cultivator in each region that were chosen for the examination numbered in the tens of thousands. On the other hand, there were less than three thousand that came out alive.    

It could even be called hell on earth. It was incomparably tragic.    

Ye Feng's one hundred and forty thousand points, was naturally one of the focus of everyone's attention.    

He turned around, his eyes shining with a strange light.    

Because Ye Feng discovered that somewhere near the edge of a plaza, there was an inconspicuous place. Surprisingly, there was a graceful woman wearing a green robe and a mask. It reached a total of 144,000 points …    

More than him.    

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng shook his head and laughed bitterly, there were truly hidden talents in this world, there were many talented people.    

At the same time, Ye Feng looked at the masked lady, she suddenly looked at Ye Feng, the two eyes crossing each other, a trace of doubt suddenly rose in Ye Feng's heart.    

This gaze seemed somewhat familiar.    

However, he couldn't remember where he had seen it before. Just as Ye Feng was still thinking about it carefully, a surprised voice came out of his ears, "Ha, Brother Ye, you're so awesome, actually … "140,000 …"    

"Brother Pang Lin?"    

Ye Feng smiled and turned his head, and indeed, he saw Pang Lin's figure walking towards him.    

His entire body was filled with bloodstains, and there was even a bandage with black filth on his chest. Although his mind was still in a good state, it could be seen that his injuries were quite severe as well.    

Just by looking at the long and black bandage, as long as this wound went slightly upwards or an inch deeper, Pang Lin would definitely be a dead man.    

It was clear that Pang Lin's days within the secret realm weren't too good.    

But right after that, Ye Feng turned his astonished gaze to Pang Lin's head. Other than raising his cultivation to Innate Ninth Level, he realized that Pang Lin's score had also reached more than 12,000 points.    

To a Martial Cultivator who had just entered the Innate Ninth Level, this number was truly not bad.    

Not only was Pang Lin able to survive the beast tide attack, he also obtained an impressive result.    

"You're not bad too. Twelve thousand points is more than enough to become an outer disciple of Myriad Peerless Sect."    

Ye Feng, who was in front of him, held onto Pang Lin's palm. Perhaps the trembling of his arm caused Pang Lin to reveal a painful expression.    

"This injury of yours?" It shouldn't be a problem. " Ye Feng immediately let go of him and asked embarrassedly.    

"It's okay. After the demon beast horde ended, there were a few blind old men who wanted to kill me, but were killed by me instead. This wound was left behind by one of the peak 9th layer masters. " Pang Lin's face was full of arrogance, but after that he turned to Ye Feng and said gratefully, "Brother Ye, if it wasn't for you teaching me some battle experience in the yard, you might not have been able to see me again."    

Ye Feng did not impart any specific techniques to Pang Lin, but he had taught him how to use his strengths and weaknesses, and also taught him how to unleash his strongest abilities.    

To a Martial Cultivator, these things were more effective than martial skills at certain times.    

Isn't it all because you are not weak, brother Pang Lin? If you can do it with just one point, how would Ye Feng dare to claim credit for it? Ye Feng laughed and waved his hand.    

"Brother Ye, I have decided to make this friend of yours, no need to say anything. If you have any orders in the future, I, Pang Lin, will definitely not hesitate to go back into the water." Pang Lin was still extremely grateful.    

An honest man like Pang Lin would find it hard to make a change in his decision. Since he insisted on saying it like that, Ye Feng could only let him go with a bitter smile.    

"Brother Pang Lin, in the future, we will support each other within the sect. We will improve together, and climb the peak of the Martial Arts together!"    

"Alright …"    

His two hands were tightly clasped together once again …    

Just at this moment, a large group of figures appeared at the plaza's entrance. Ye Feng raised his head and looked over.