Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

C399 Another King



C399 Another King

0The stone house in the middle of the Magic Formation looked small from the outside, but in reality, it was a few hundred meters wide.    

    

Ye Feng followed the two old fellows and entered inside. It was a complete mess, with all kinds of rare refining materials piled up everywhere, steel essence mother and purple gold black iron. These things were like trash, scattered all over the place.    

    

The monk at the front took a step, and an ordinary person would be able to walk two steps forward. After bringing Mr. Zhao and Ye Feng into the stone hut, he casually waved his hand, and a few steel block were pulled over, revealing his strong cultivation strength.    

    

This was a stone house located in the center of the Fire Magic Formation. Maybe it was because of the long time the fire origin energy had roasted it, but the stone walls all had a red color.    

    

"The place is simple and crude. Old ghost Zhao, and this person …" Little brother, sit anywhere. After all, we haven't met in nearly forty years, have we? "    

    

"Not forty years, or, to be exact, thirty-eight years and six months." "Back then, the few of us, as well as the grey nose of the Star Image Sect, had a conflict with an expert of the Devil Sect. Although we worked together to defeat that person, we were cursed by him and suffered a fate worse than death.    

    

"Yeah. Unfortunately, my grey nose has already passed away and I, Xuan Zhi, am still breathing. Only you, Old Devil Zhao … "He has smoothly attained the King's Realm …" The bald blacksmith said with a wry smile.    

    

"Gray Nose is dead?" Mr. Zhao was shocked.    

    

Amongst the three of them, Mr. Zhao and the bald monk Xuan Pao, one was refining pills and the other was refining artifacts, but in terms of martial talent, they were a step behind. Mr. Zhao originally thought that the grey-nosed monk would be faster in breaking through to the King's Realm, but he did not expect that he had already fallen.    

    

"You don't even know this? Gray Nose had been dead for more than twenty years. According to the people in Star Image Sect, he had suffered the backlash of an inner demon when he was trying to break through to the King Realm. Heh, heh, what a shitty inner demon, it's still that kind of thing after all! "    

    

Buddhist Monk Xuan Yi cursed, his eyes revealing a look of fear.    

    

Mr. Zhao nodded, he naturally understood how sharp the Evil Spirit Curse in his body was.    

    

Xuan Shang's cultivation had long since reached the level of breaking through to the King's Realm, but he did not dare to take this step. That was why he was struggling with his life on the line.    

    

"Old bald donkey, don't worry." Your chance has come. This time, the reason why I brought my brother Ye Feng to you is to help you advance. In the future, you don't have to be afraid. " Mr. Zhao said.    

    

"What?" Old guy Zhao, do you have a way to remove the Evil Spirit Curse? "    

    

Buddhist Monk Xuan Yi's face was filled with surprise, he subconsciously looked at Ye Feng and asked: Could it be that you found the Heavenly Flame?    

    

"None …" Mr. Zhao shook his head, seeing Buddhist Monk Xuan Yi's dejected expression, he laughed, "I do not have any Heavenly Flames, but this brother of mine has refined the 'Cyan Black Nether Fire', which is ranked seventh on the Heavenly Flame Ranking."    

    

"Haha, old ghost Zhao, you like to joke around with me. I believe that you have refined a 'Heavenly Flame'. However, I do not believe that you have refined some 'Cyan Black Nether Fire' that this little brother has refined." Buddhist Monk Xuan Yi suddenly stood up, and a loud laughter came out from his mouth. A vast and boundless Essence Qi spread out in all directions, and even the entire stone house had a kind of berserk Qi churning about.    

    

Clearly, he was somewhat angry.    

    

"Old Baldy donkey, we can be considered good brothers who have shared life and death with each other, and have touched chickens on the battlefield together. Could it be that you don't believe what I, Old Zhao, have said?" Mr. Zhao's face darkened.    

    

"Is what you said true? "He really refined a 'Heavenly Flame'?" Buddhist Monk Xuan Yi's face was filled with surprise and doubt, one moment looking at Ye Feng, the next moment looking at Mr. Zhao.    

    

"Of course! Not only did he refine the Cyan Black Nether Fire, but he also … For my brother to be able to assimilate the 'Heavenly Flame' into his elemental energy, I don't need to explain any further. You should understand what this symbolizes, right? " These words caused Buddhist Monk Xuan Yi's expression to change greatly.    

    

Of course he understood what this signified.    

    

If it was said that the Innate Sixth Level in front of him had refined the Heavenly Flame, Buddhist Monk Xuan Yi did not care too much. After all, this belonged to someone else, and he had no way of converting it for his own use.    

    

Once the 'Heavenly Flame' fused with the Essence, as long as the opponent was willing, he would be able to borrow the Essence with his strong mental strength.    

    

In other words, he could use his opponent's' Heavenly Flame 'to smelt the curse energy.    

    

Ever since he received the news that the grey nose had fallen, Buddhist Monk Xuan Yi did not dare to take the risk and take the next step, thus he had been trapped in the Half-Step King Stage for over ten years. Like the Mr. Zhao, once this evil spirit did not disappear, advancing to the King Realm was filled with endless difficulties and dangers.    

    

He had thought that he would never be able to advance in his entire life, but who would have thought that such a huge pie would suddenly fall from the sky and even smash it on his face.    

    

In a short while, Buddhist Monk Xuan Yi's face was full of expression, his fiery red beard started to uncontrollably tremble.    

    

"Elder Zhao... Brother, is what you said true? This little brother Ye Feng can really... "    

    

His voice was close to choking.    

    

The fact that such a valiant big fellow could turn out to be like this showed how much pain the evil spirit's aura had brought to him.    

    

"Senior Xuan Zhi, I am indeed capable. Big Brother Zhao just borrowed my Cyan Black Nether Fire and dispelled the curse's effect, allowing him to smoothly become a King level expert."    

    

Although it was painful to lose all his vitality, but to be able to receive kindness from a quasi beast king, naturally had more advantages than disadvantages. Moreover, Ye Feng was also a model youth who was willing to help others.    

    

"This cannot be delayed. Old bald donkey, I see that you have already cultivated your Essence to the level of a half-step King. Prepare yourself so that you can break through as soon as possible. "We still have things that we need your help with …"    

    

The Mr. Zhao said while smiling and stroking his beard.    

    

"..."    

    

Half a day later...    

    

Buddhist Monk Xuan Yi had always been preparing for the breakthrough, and the number of Extreme Grade Spiritual Stone he collected was several times more than when he was making a breakthrough. There were more than thirty thousand of them, filling the entire stone house completely and filling it with an incomparable amount of vitality.    

    

At the same time, the circulation of the Fire Inducement Magic Formation had been raised to the limit. From the outside, the entire peak of the flames seemed to be shrouded in a misty red Light Shield, overflowing with heat.    

    

Ye Feng and Buddhist Monk Xuan Yi sat facing each other, with Mr. Zhao protecting them from the side.    

    

The breakthrough quickly began. It was just like how Mr. Zhao had been when he was still alive. Buddhist Monk Xuan Yi had absorbed enough Essence Qi, and after the Immortal Soul inner pellet appeared above his head, a streak of grayish-black evil Qi formed a Skull that was in the same shape as the Immortal Soul.    

    

Just as the black Skull rushed towards the Yuan Spirit inner core, Ye Feng, who was already prepared, released all of the spirit force in his body and channeled all of the spirit force in his refined spirit beast into his spirit energy. extended his hand out to borrow it.    

    

With the help of the Cyan Black Nether Fire, Buddhist Monk Xuan Yi had also tempered his spirit energy a thousand times. After reaching the Half-Step King Stage for more than ten years, the spirit energy in his body had become extremely pure.    

    

The curse that had been bothering this master refiner for dozens of years disappeared like smoke in thin air. It allowed him to smoothly advance into the realm of kings, becoming one of the true top experts of the Yuanwu Continent.    

    


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