Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

0This incomparably beautiful figure was actually someone that Ye Feng recognized. It was the person who recommended him to enter the black market to search for the Mr. Zhao, the person who was extremely helpful to Ye Feng, the master of the Treasure Pavilion of the Martial House — Yan Siya.    

    

"What a sharp mental strength. Even this Pavilion Master almost got within three hundred meters of him, this Ye Feng is really unexpected …"    

    

Yan Siya looked up into the distance, a look of caution appeared on her smiling face: "However, to obtain a Heavenly Flame, this mission is extremely difficult, and surpasses my imagination. I hope that he can live up to our expectations and complete the mission successfully... "That would not be in vain if my Pavilion Master spent so much effort to lure away those two experts from the black market …"    

    

After saying that, Yan Siya's gaze turned towards the direction Ye Feng left in. Her body trembled, and suddenly disappeared from her original location …    

    

"..."    

    

They continued to advance forward for almost an entire day, gradually nearing the edge of the Fire Burying Pit.    

    

Tomorrow, he would step into that land of evil.    

    

After fighting with the Demonic Beast for a long time, Ye Feng became more and more proficient at it. He also felt more and more that the barrier that was preventing him from entering the Innate Third Level was gradually becoming thinner, as if it was about to burst open at any time.    

    

The curtain of night had already fallen. Ye Feng ate a simple meal, then jumped onto an ancient tree that was several tens of meters tall, and started to meditate.    

    

Upon reaching the Innate Realm, one could absorb the vitality of the world and replenish their vitality, so it would not be a problem to eat and sleep for a few days. However, once they entered the Fire Burying Pit, the following battles would only become more and more brutal.    

    

That night, his thoughts were in complete disarray. The faraway horizon was dyed red, and even the moonlight seemed to have turned red. It made him think of Hua Ling's beautiful voice and smile, and the bloodshed and massacre that occurred in the Zhao Family Manor.    

    

Hua Ling, are you still alive?    

    

If you're still alive, where are you?    

    

And there was also his own father, Ye Tian.    

    

Ever since he came to the Strong Country West Tang, Ye Feng had continued to look for the origin of the yellow talisman.    

    

This made Ye Feng's heart heavy.    

    

The Master Dong must have wanted to protect him, because he didn't want to bump into that bottomless, terrifying darkness when his strength was low. However, his father was still his father, so even though Ye Feng's soul was not related to him, his body was still covered with the blood of his Ye Family. This kind of strong signal from his bones continuously drove Ye Feng to become stronger and more self-reliant.    

    

At this moment, he could only hope that the following route would work out smoothly for Yi Fann.    

    

They would then activate the Void Beast's egg, and hatched a powerful Void Beast. He hoped that with the help of such a powerful beast as the Void Beast, he would one day find his father and Hua Ling and reunite with his family.    

    

What walking on the road of the peak of the martial path, what being renowned throughout the world, and being unrivalled? To Ye Feng, these were all empty words, and in his heart, there was no one as important as his family.    

    

This was the only thing he wished for the most right now …    

    

On the second day, as soon as the sky brightened, Ye Feng prepared to leave.    

    

The night's worth of contemplation allowed him to understand the hope in his heart and his heavy responsibility. For the sake of his family, he could only continue walking forward as usual and leave this place through the Fire Burying Pit alive.    

    

Waves of heat rose up, sometimes thick smoke came out of it. In this area, there were fiery red rocks everywhere, not a single piece of rock was growing, and occasionally one could see red hot springs or even lava.    

    

Other than the ancient tree that had the most tenacious life force, there were no other living beings within his line of sight.    

    

This was a true ten thousand year fire pit, and was extremely unsuitable for humans to live in. Occasionally, there would be people who were not afraid of death, or those who were hunting for beasts, entering this area with a radius of a few thousand kilometers.    

    

This place was full of killing intent. Even the air was suffused with a faint fiery red glow. When Ye Feng thought back to last night, he originally wanted to take a good rest and rejuvenate himself, but in the end, he inexplicably recalled the past, causing his spirit to become a little sluggish instead.    

    

Looks like this area was indeed extremely strange as Mr. Zhao had said. There were still a few Fire Toxin in the colored air that could silently affect Martial Cultivator's mind.    

    

Thinking about that, Ye Feng started to feel a bit of fear, he took out a "Mind Cleansing Pill" from a porcelain bottle given by the Mr. Zhao, and swallowed it before plunging it into the flames.    

    

"Fire Burying Pit, I'm coming."    

    

"..."    

    

However, just as Ye Feng was about to rush into the Fire Burying Pit region, a black figure was slowly approaching from behind him.    

    

Thousands of feet away, there was a black figure that looked similar to a human. This figure seemed to be slightly stiff, but its speed was beyond the ordinary man's understanding.    

    

Under the suffuse of this fiery red aura, Ye Feng's perception was obviously much weaker, to the point where he actually had no idea about it at all.    

    

The black figure's clothes were in tatters and some parts of his body had already rotted into a ball. Looking at the blood-red color that was revealed in his eyes, it was filled with ruthlessness and bloodshed. There was not a shred of humanity in his eyes.    

    

From the direction of its galloping speed, it was obvious that it was rushing towards Ye Feng.    

    

In the blink of an eye, the black figure had already neared to a distance of less than three hundred meters from Ye Feng. After that, his movements slowed down, and his broken body hid within the tall and big ancient trees.    

    

Its humanity was gone, but its predatory nature remained, allowing it to continue to act in such a manner.    

    

Until the black figure got within thirty meters of Ye Feng, the latter finally sensed danger.    

    

"This is?" What aura is this? "    

    

Seemingly in an instant, Ye Feng suddenly felt an ice-cold killing intent attack him from behind, causing his expression to change.    

    

"Roar …"    

    

In the next moment, a mournful roar broke the silence in this strange space, and a ray of red light shot out like lightning from the sky. The black figure's two palms and ten fingers were opened, and the sharp nails seemed to be made from Refined Iron, emitting a ghastly cold aura under the red light, as they closed in on Ye Feng.    

    

"Corpse Zombie!"    

    

In that moment of danger, Ye Feng maintained his calm. He extended the Disillusionment Blade in his hand and used Flame Blade Method to slash forward.    

    

Immediately, the sound of a blade light resounded, and the surrounding wind whistled.    

    

"Clank …"    

    

The heavy sword slashed onto the right hand of the Corpse Zombie, but it did not cut the blade in two. Instead, when the two weapons clashed, a sound similar to that of a Refined Iron clashing rang out.    

    

Ye Feng felt a huge rebounding force from his wrist, which made his palm go numb.    

    

After being shocked, Ye Feng immediately retreated, and the figure rolled on the ground, in an extremely sorry state, but it narrowly avoided the claw attack from the other hand of the Corpse Zombie.