Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Ye Feng smiled and tactfully rejected Duan Qinglin's offer, "I believe the king and elder Wang both understand that I am a disciple of Myriad Peerless Sect, and I come from the Western Tang. The Western Tang has fought with the Northern Han for many years, and there are many grudges and disputes between them.    

"So, it's better for me to be a roaming crane, please forgive me …"    

Ye Feng's words made sense.    

There had always been a war between the Northern Han and the Western Tang.    

During the past two years, they had joined forces to fight against the rise of the Devil Sect, which had allowed the situation to settle down slightly. They were no longer as tense as they were a few years ago.    

However, Ye Feng was a Martial Cultivator who had just walked out of the West Tang Martial Mansion. If he had some sort of grudge with the Northern Han, he would definitely be seen as a traitor by the Western Tang side.    

And back then, other than the Western Tang royal family, regardless of whether it was Palace Chief Yuan or the Inscription Council President Ding, they all treated Ye Feng well.    

Towards such an outcome, Duan Qinglin felt that it was a pity, but he wasn't too surprised.    

"In that case, I will not force Young Hero Ye. If Young Hero needs any help from us Northern Han, feel free to speak."    

"Thank you, country leader." Ye Feng smiled and nodded, but did not say much this time.    

The Northern Han is a great power after all. If he was not willing to join the Northern Han, it would be because of his own status, but Ye Feng obviously would not view them as his enemies.    

Besides, his journey to find his father and sisters was fraught with difficulties. Maybe he really would need the Northern Han Dynasty's help someday.    

"Young Hero Ye is a heroic young hero, we are ashamed of ourselves. Sigh, but I did not expect Young Hero Ye to ignore Heavenly Extreme Hall and its hindrances, and wash away the grievances of our Northern Han Dynasty …" Duan Qingjiang sighed with a face full of regret.    

"City Lord Duanren, the reason I helped you was not because you have the identity of a Northern Han Dynasty Imperial clan."    

Looking at Duan Qingjiang, Ye Feng's face revealed a slightly thick expression.    

"Hmm? What does Ye Xiao mean? " After he finished speaking, not only Duan Qingjiang, but even Duan Qinglin and Wang Haorann, who were present, revealed extremely puzzled expressions.    

"This time's matter is because a traitor appeared in my Righteous Dao Martial Cultivator, colluding with the Devil Sect and killing innocent people …"    

"This is a great matter that concerns the life and death of our Righteous Dao of Yuanwu Continent, and it is definitely not just you, the City Lord, or the Northern Han Imperial Family's matter."    

"The reason why I participated without a care for anything else was because I wanted to return the true peace of the Origin realm. I did not want the Devil Sect to become a bloody mess in the Yuanwu Continent … As for coincidentally saving City Lord Broken by chance, in reality … "It's just that along the way …"    

When he said these words, a pitiful expression hung on his face the entire time, as if he truly did not put Duan Qingjiang's personal life and death in his heart.    

The few people present were all old and experienced, how could they not hear what Ye Feng had said from the bottom of his heart?    

But exactly because Ye Feng had said these words, their impression of Ye Feng had increased by a large amount once again.    

"Ai …" If even my Righteous Dao Martial Cultivator has Little Brother Ye Feng's magnanimity, how will the Devil Sect rise again? " Wang Haorann stroked his beard and sighed.    

The current situation was something that Wang Haorann had seen clearly, but first, the seven great holy lands were still holding onto the undead Fellow Taoist, and secondly, the competition at the sect for the past few thousand years had caused many contradictions between the few Holy Land Force s. Instead, the Devil Sect had disappeared for ten thousand years, and after all these years, the Righteous Dao Martial Cultivator had not been able to feel the pain at all, causing some powers to relax their guard.    

At present, the Devil Sect already has the power of a prairie fire, but their Heavenly Extreme Hall and other sects are still stuck in a state of internal strife. If this continues, their Yuanwu Continent will really change.    

However, even though there were people with a discerning eye like Wang Haorann in the right path, they were unable to reverse the situation. From the fact that they were reopening the Devil Slaughter Ranking and were unable to work together to eradicate the Demon Sect, it was clear what was going on.    

Elder Wang let out a long sigh, causing the atmosphere of the banquet to darken. Not long after, it was all over …    

"..."    

On the main road leading from the Northern Han Dynasty to the Western Tang Dynasty, a figure was dashing through the streets like a bolt of lightning.    

With regards to the matters here, Ye Feng did not continue to stay in the Northern Han Dynasty. The next day, he would take his leave from Wang Haorann and the others and head towards the Western Tang Dynasty.    

In order to thank him for helping the Northern Han Royal Family wash off their criminal proof of evil, Duan Qinglin gifted a hundred million Spiritual Stone to Ye Feng. Of course, this also included a portion of the goodwill of the Northern Han Royal Family.    

This time, there was a satisfactory answer.    

Other than the additional one hundred million Spiritual Stone s in his storage ring, the number of points on Ye Feng's Devil Slaughter Token had inexplicably increased by around one thousand, allowing him to directly rise to the third page of the list.    

Now, Ye Feng's Devil Slayer Points had reached one thousand seven hundred and ninety points.    

he had far surpassed the one who was ranked thirty-sixth, Xue Zhiqiao, and was ranked twenty-three.    

This surprising scene confused even Ye Feng himself.    

At first, he thought that Wang Haorann or the State Lord Duan Qinglin had bestowed these points to him, but after careful consideration, he realized that it was not the case.    

The Devil Slaughter Ranking had a rule that other people's transferring points were not included in the rankings. Now that Ye Feng's ranking had suddenly risen so much, it was sufficient to show that these thousand points had been deemed by the Devil Slaughter Token as his Demon Hunt.    

This made him extremely puzzled.    

He had clearly just killed Yin Jiuyi.    

Yin Jiuyi's cultivation and Ninth Level of Void Stage, were only equivalent to a high level Devil Disciples, and his points were only at one hundred, so how could he suddenly soar up to a thousand?    

Could it be because …    

He indistinctly felt that this matter was perhaps related to the Devil Master Hei Ai's martial spirit. After killing Yin Jiuyi the first time, Devil Master Hei Ai's King Realm martial spirit returned the soul to the body, allowing Ye Feng to kill Yin Jiuyi once again.    

Could it be that Devil Slaughter Token recognized the latter as a King Stage Expert?    

Ye Feng nodded.    

It was indeed possible that the Martial Spirit was the symbol of a Martial Cultivator reaching the King Realm. Breaking through the pill to become a God, the Martial Spirit would manifest itself as a Martial Spirit, which meant that the Martial Cultivator had already stepped into the King Realm.    

The Devil Slaughter Token is not a living creature, so it could not make a detailed judgement. It had only made a single cut, and that's why it had such a big loophole.    

However, this was a good thing for Ye Feng. A thousand points, and especially the rankings on the Devil Slaughter Ranking s, how many of them could not be exchanged for? Ye Feng was naturally not stupid enough to clarify this matter.    

Just that, when he thought that Hei Ai's Martial Spirit did not disappear, but ran into his body, Ye Feng could not help but have a headache! There was no guarantee that this Martial Spirit would give him a fatal blow at this critical moment. He needed to find a time to thoroughly investigate this.    

Just as Ye Feng was thinking about this problem, suddenly, his mind suddenly sensed a change in front of him.    

"Hmm?"    

Ye Feng who was running extremely fast frowned, in an instant, his body rolled to the side at an unbelievable speed.    

"Boom!"    

Suddenly, a deep and wide gully appeared in the middle of the road. If not for Ye Feng being quick enough to make a move and dodge the attack in advance, the attack this time might have caused him severe injuries.    

"Just where the hell is that kid!?" "Get the hell out here."    

Ye Feng's voice was cold, and killing intent burst out from his body.