Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

0Tang Chuxue's mental state of mind was extremely sharp, she immediately seized this opportunity. The rainbow-coloured divine light destroyed Han Lun's yellow mental light like a hot knife through butter, and entered into the top of his head.    

    

"Pfft!"    

    

Han Lun's eyes were unfocused, as he fell to the ground with a thump.    

    

"Done? Hm? He's not dead yet? Haha, Tang Chuxue, why are you so stupid?    

    

Seeing that Han Lun's body was still twitching, Ye Feng walked up to him without a care. Without a second word, he activated a stream of Dry-type Essence and directly pierced through the back of Han Lun's head, following that, he straightforwardly touched Han Lun's Storage Ring and threw its corpse to the Raging Flame Lion King.    

    

"Don't kill …"    

    

It was only until the sound of "Ga beng beng" did the dumbstruck Tang Chuxue let out a cry of alarm.    

    

Unfortunately, it was clearly too late by more than a beat.    

    

In that moment, a black aura flashed, Ye Feng's sea of consciousness seemed to have something, which made him feel that something was amiss.    

    

Tang Chuxue stared at him coldly, her eyes filled with astonishment.    

    

"Haha …" "Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?" Ye Feng smiled and pretended not to care.    

    

"I told you not to kill him, so why did you kill him …" Tang Chuxue was completely speechless.    

    

"I already killed him when you said not to." Ye Feng answered, seeing the strange expression on Tang Chuxue's face, "Fine, I will kill him. Since the corpse has already been destroyed, at most, it will just be something within the Storage Ring, I will split it equally with you. "    

    

"You …" Hearing Ye Feng's words, Tang Chuxue's chest violently rose up and down, and she angrily said, "You think I want his things?"    

    

"You don't want it? Ha … That's for the best. But why don't you let me kill him? Didn't the president already say, if you meet Northern Han's people, don't show them any mercy. " Ye Feng smiled as he took out half of the storage ring and put it back.    

    

"I didn't stop you from killing him, but not in this way." Tang Chuxue looked at him, shook her head, and said: "Do you have a feeling right now, that there's something wrapped around your sea of consciousness?"    

    

"Eh, how did you know?" Ye Feng was shocked.    

    

"Of course I know." Tang Chuxue said snappily, "This person's body has a mental imprint left behind by the Inscription Grandmaster. Whoever kills him will have their mental imprint placed on their consciousness.    

    

"This …" Ye Feng's expression changed, "Then what problem would there be if the spirit imprint was left in my sea of consciousness? Are there any negative effects? "    

    

"It won't have any negative effects, but the spirit mark on your body means that you killed this person. The Grandmaster who left the mark, should be the Northern Han Empire's President, Yang Jiuqiao. Since he took Yang Jiuqiao's spirit so seriously and intentionally left a mark, his identity and position must definitely be extraordinary. " Tang Chuxue looked at Ye Feng a little pitifully, and said a few words: "You're finished. Yang Jiuqiao will not let you go. "    

    

"How do you know that?" Ye Feng was shocked, and immediately asked.    

    

"It's very simple. Because of the similar markings, I have them on me as well. Whoever kills me, the mark on my body will leave a mark in their sea of consciousness. As long as I can get within a hundred kilometers, the president and grandfather will be able to sense me … " Tang Chuxue said indifferently.    

    

Tang Chuxue's words made Ye Feng frown. Yang Jiuqiao was the same as Ding Rushan, they were both Martial Kings, with Inscription Grandmaster. If wanted to kill him, just a wave of his hand would be able to kill him a hundred times over.    

    

It seemed that he had been reckless this time.    

    

"Is there any way to remove this imprint?" After thinking for a while, Ye Feng asked his last question.    

    

"Of course there is a way. But there's no way you can do it, "said as she looked at Ye Feng expectantly. Tang Chuxue shook her head and sighed," When Grandpa President planted an imprint on me, she told me that only people with a higher mental strength can remove this imprint. Yang Jiuqiao's mental cultivation is comparable to the president's grandfather, so unless you find someone whose mental strength is higher than the president's grandfather, there is no other way. "    

    

Hearing her explanation, Ye Feng wanted to cry, but no tears came out.    

    

If Tang Chuxue had explained earlier, he definitely would not have acted rashly.    

    

After all, Han Lun had already lost consciousness earlier, so she had fed him to the Demonic Beast and even thrown him into the Void Fissure.    

    

"So be it. "Motherf * cker." Ye Feng fiercely stomped his foot.    

    

Right now, they could only hope on President Ding. When they first came in, didn't the four great guild leaders already explain it to them? No matter how much trouble they were in, after they come out, they could not act rashly.    

    

He hoped that this guy who died at his hands wasn't important enough to allow Yang Jiuqiao to cause trouble.    

    

After a while, Ye Feng returned to being calm and collected. He did not continue to care about Tang Chuxue, but took out Han Lun's and Zhang Biao's storage ring, and injected his mental force to check.    

    

There were approximately four hundred thousand Low Grade Spiritual Stone inside, and a few bottles of Pill, but there weren't many things.    

    

However, from Han Lun's storage ring, there was a Longsword. Judging from the spirit energy that was released from it, its rank had reached the yellow level.    

    

"Eh, what is this?"    

    

At the very bottom of the storage ring, Ye Feng took out a leather bag.    

    

It looked like a Storage Bag, but there was nothing inside.    

    

"This is the Spiritual Beast Bag. It has its own space inside. It can store the tamed Demonic Beast, such as yours." Tang Chuxue said.    

    

She also had one on hand, which was not only for her, every leader of the four great nations all had Spiritual Beast Bag in their hands, so their goal was obviously to store the Void Beast.    

    

A storage ring could only store inanimate objects, but a Spiritual Beast Bag could still store living Demonic Beast. Naturally, the value of the storage ring was ten times more expensive than the storage ring.    

    

Now, it was actually Ye Feng's turn.    

    

With that said, Ye Feng immediately took out his bag and pointed it at the Raging Flame Lion King. Instantly, the big fellow with flames all over his body disappeared.    

    

Initially, Ye Feng was still worried about what would happen if he followed behind him and left the place.    

    

He was definitely an existence that would cause a sensation in the entire capital.    

    

Furthermore, the Raging Flame Lion King's entire body was on fire, even a snort from it could cause spew out sparks, and if touched it would cause a fire. With this Spiritual Beast Bag, he would no longer have such worries, how could Ye Feng not be happy?    

    

After he was done packing, Tang Chuxue looked at him and asked: "Ye Feng, there are still many days until the opening of the entrance, what do we do next?"    

    

Ye Feng smiled faintly: "Naturally, it's to take away all the useful things in this space."    

    

He looked at the Hollow Heart Grass in the canyon and called out happily, "Come, let's pull the grass first."