Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"The will of a Saint, an existence comparable to the Heavenly Dao Laws …"    

"That brat is done for, but he actually forced Ye Yushang to use this move, it's truly unbelievable."    

"Even an existence like us would be crushed by a Saint's willpower …"    

"Ye Yushang can be considered to have hidden his abilities well enough …"    

Liu Shuyu, a tanned bald thick browed monk, and a purple-robed youth quickly flew several hundred meters away. Only then did they manage to avoid the enormous pressure of willpower, and did they not kneel on the spot.    

Shocked expressions filled their eyes as well.    

The will of a Saint was able to reverse the situation.    

With just this skill, he was completely capable of making it to the first tier, while Ye Yushang did not reveal anything, and even fooled the few of them.    

What was he trying to do?    

Fortunately, they were forced out by an inconspicuous Half-Step Void Entering Stage Martial Cultivator. At that moment, Liu Shuyu and the rest were on their guard, their hearts heavy.    

In the middle of the circle of battle, Ye Feng who was facing the pressure of the Saint's Will had a completely red face, and his mind was in a mess.    

"Kneel down! Kneel down!"    

Only the two words resounded in his ears.    

No matter how strong Ye Feng was, it was difficult to compare himself to the will of a saint. Ye Feng's footsteps softened and was about to kneel down like the other Martial Cultivator.    

But just at this moment, a voice that made him extremely happy suddenly came into Ye Feng's mind, "Yi … Why is there a trace of Martial Saint? Ye Feng, are you fighting with a Martial Saint? "    

"Elemental Spirit, save me!"    

Ye Feng had already leaned forward, but the appearance of Elemental Spirit caused him to clench his teeth, and forcibly straighten his body.    

"What is it? Was it that little Martial Saint that wanted to kill you? " Elemental Spirit asked.    

"Nonsense …" Can you handle it? " Ye Feng was almost unable to endure it any longer, his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears were all bleeding profusely.    

"If it's that kind of saintly Martial Cultivator with flesh and blood, of course, I can't do anything to him. But what's so great about a mere remnant of his will?" The Elemental Spirit sneered, and continued, "Truly going too far, you actually took advantage of this Elemental Spirit's sleep to bully the person this Elemental Spirit was looking after? Hmph, let's wipe off this remaining will first. "    

Before he finished speaking, a grey ball of Light Ball floated out from above Ye Feng's head, and directly submerged into Ye Yushang's Dharma Idol.    

In that moment, the pressure on Ye Feng and the rest lessened.    

When Ye Feng regained his senses, he realized that the Elemental Spirit had returned a long time ago, he was already back to where he originally stood.    

"Done …"    

It said in a relaxed manner: "The remnant will of that little Martial Saint has already been swallowed by this Elemental Spirit. If you have the chance, you can plunder his Dharma vitality."    

"Stealing energy from the Dharma Idol?"    

The Dharma Idol is the essence of the Martial Saint, so the Dharma Idol naturally contains a trace of the mysteries of the sage realm. If you use the Divine Eye to calculate, it might be able to help you comprehend it ahead of time. Elemental Spirit nodded as he replied.    

"Alright!" Ye Feng nodded his head heavily.    

Willpower was equivalent to spirit, but crushing will was similar to a soul attack. It was only a form of attack aimed at the state of mind and had no actual combat prowess.    

Since the sliver of Saint's Will had disappeared, Ye Feng did not put Ye Yushang's Dharma Idol in his eyes anymore.    

An ominous glint shot out from his eyes. Suddenly, he straightened his body and recovered his previous grandeur. The Ninth Heaven of Roc Body Movement rushed out and in a flash, he appeared in front of the Dharma Idol that was clearly much more stiff than before.    

Then, a ball of light green flames appeared on his arm, and the Cyan Black Nether Fire was once again pushed out of his body by Ye Feng with all of his strength.    

"Hmm?"    

Ye Yushang also noticed that something was amiss.    

He did not have many Saints' Will, but activating it two or three times should not be a problem. How could it disappear without a trace after a few breaths of time?    

"Ancestor?"    

"Sacred Ancient?"    

No matter how much he shouted and shouted, or even thought of breaking his brain, he would never have imagined that the will of a saint that he thought he relied on would actually be swallowed up by the Elemental Spirit without a sound.    

"Your ancestor doesn't want you anymore."    

"Now, take this!"    

Amidst the shout, all of the power in Ye Feng's body seemed to have instantly gathered onto his right arm, as a sinister look swept across his face.    

This punch, was from Ye Feng. He released all his power, elemental energy and even the Cyan Black Nether Fire.    

"Bam!"    

Ye Yushang's Dharma Idol resisted, but facing Ye Feng's fist that was filled with anger, as well as the Cyan Black Nether Fire's sharpness and tyranny, the Dharma Idol's arm seemed to melt into nothingness.    

Green flames swept up, and soon, the entire solemn and dignified Dharma Martial Spirit was surrounded by fire. A muffled roar resounded from within the fire.    

Slowly, under countless shocked gazes, the entire thing exploded and scattered, transforming into an extraordinary Yuan Power.    

"Hmm? Dharma Essence? "    

Ye Feng's eyes trembled, his arm crazily waved, and the Evergreen And Everlasting Vein activated its devouring mode, absorbing the strange Qi that was wrapped up by the Cyan Black Nether Fire into his body.    

"Ah …"    

Ye Yushang's figure flew out, dragging a gully that was more than three hundred meters long on the ground, and only then, did he stand firm in an extremely sorry state.    

"Puchi!"    

Ye Yushang immediately spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. Naturally, there was no need to explain the terrifying expression on his face. He never would have thought that he would actually be injured by a single Half-Step Void Entering Stage Martial Cultivator.    

Saint's Dharma Idol, Saint's Will.    

Right now, the will of a Saint had disappeared without a trace. Even the energy of the Dharma Idol had been taken away through some strange means. This mouthful of blood was not an injustice to him.    

It was as if the interior of the Dragon King City had fallen into a state of complete silence.    

Even Liu Shuyu and the others who were several hundred meters away, had already become incomparably cautious when looking at Ye Feng.    

This brat could injure Ye Yushang, and if Ye Yushang used his Dharma Idol, he was definitely not weaker than them.    

In other words, although the little Martial Cultivator in front of them might not have the ability to injure them, they similarly possessed the strength to enter the first tier.    

This... Unbelievable.    

Can Half-Step Void Entering Stage reach the first tier? With such innate strength, even the top geniuses of the entire Yuanwu Continent would lose face when compared to this person.    

At the same time, many of the surrounding Martial Cultivator could not help but heave a sigh of relief.    

If Ye Yushang had not made the first move, and discovered Ye Feng's true strength, there would probably be a large group of blind Martial Cultivator who would covet the Teleportation Token and attack Ye Feng instead.    

If that really happened, there would definitely be many people who would suffer greatly.