Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

A cold light flashed, and Ying Cheng's body split in half. The Sacred Flame enveloped his body and divine soul.    

"Ah! Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I know I was wrong!"    

Ying Cheng's divine soul howled incessantly within the flames.    

Ye Feng could directly destroy Ying Cheng's divine soul, but he didn't do so. He was very unhappy with Ying Cheng, he would definitely let him experience the pain of being roasted by the flames.    

Ying Cheng saw that Ye Feng was unmoved by his pleas for mercy, and his divine soul's expression suddenly turned ferocious, "You actually dare to kill me? I am a supreme member of the Ying Family, and you are just a lowly ant. If you kill me, the Ying Family will never let you go. Your entire race will die because of you!"    

Ying Sheng knew that Ye Feng was a member of the Divine Owl Family. However, the God Owl Race was only a reclusive clan of the Demon Race. Although their bloodline was extraordinary, it was not worth mentioning when compared to the Shadow Race of the God Realm.    

"Ridiculous!"    

Ye Feng disdained it. He watched as Ying Cheng's divine soul continuously cursed, wailed, and even painfully begged for mercy and turned into ashes. Only then did he retract his power and return to his human form.    

"Pu!"    

A mouthful of blood was spat out. Ye Feng's face turned pale. To him, this battle had also consumed a lot of his energy.    

Usually, Ye Feng wouldn't use the Immortal Reincarnation Flame. After all, it was extremely difficult for him to maintain this level of flame.    

At the back of his neck. There was still a wound that hadn't healed yet. It was the wound caused by the sneak attack. The Shadow Race's power was like black shadow maggots, roaming about in his flesh and blood. It was very difficult to disperse.    

Ye Feng gritted his teeth and moved forward with great difficulty. He had almost used up all of his energy. If he encountered any more enemies, even if they were ordinary people, he would not be able to stop a Fifth Level God Stage who had the strength of a Seventh Level Divine Realm genius.    

"Boom!"    

Right at this moment, a loud sound came from the void. Ye Feng's pupils constricted. He had caught a glimpse of this movement, which indicated that someone had come through the void.    

"Who is it?!"    

Ye Feng gritted his teeth and was ready to fight. He saw a figure flying out from the spatial zone.    

"Divine Feng? What's wrong with you?"    

The incomer couldn't help but exclaim when he saw Ye Feng's weak appearance.    

"Phew..."    

Ye Feng's body suddenly relaxed, and he almost fell to the ground, "You scared me to death."    

Dragon Shaman scratched his head, and his eyes were still somewhat confused. He had been wandering around the herb garden, and had come to investigate when he sensed the combat waves.    

Unexpectedly, the battle had already ended, and he had seen Ye Feng's weak appearance instead.    

"What happened?"    

Dragon Shaman asked curiously.    

"We met the Shadow Race."    

Ye Feng shook his head and said weakly, "This is not the place to talk. Bring me to a safe place first and wait for me to recover."    

Upon hearing this, the Dragon Shaman quickly stepped forward. With a wave of his palm, he enveloped Ye Feng with Dragon Qi and flew away with Ye Feng.    

Finally, the two of them stopped in a valley. This was the depths of the herb garden. The valley was very quiet and hidden, so it wouldn't attract anyone's attention.    

Along the way, the Dragon Shaman had already found out about Ye Feng's encounter. He was extremely amazed. Ye Feng's strength was indeed formidable. He was actually able to kill an extreme genius of the Ying Family, Ying Cheng. Despite fighting four of them alone, he didn't suffer any serious injuries. He only used up all his strength.    

Long Wu thought for a while. If it was him, he would only be able to do the same as Ye Feng. Therefore, he couldn't help but feel impressed by Ye Feng's peerless talent.    

One should know that Ye Feng was only at the eighth level of the Saint realm. Who among the people who entered the herb garden wasn't at the fifth level of the God Stage?    

Even if the top geniuses here were at the fifth level of the God Stage and had the strength of the eighth level of the God realm, they were nothing compared to Ye Feng.    

Ye Feng was at the eighth level of the Saint Realm, the Saint Realm!    

The fact that a Saint Realm expert had such combat strength made Long Wu, who thought himself to be a top heaven's pride expert and had the noble bloodline of the Dragon Clan in the Divine Realm, feel ashamed of himself.    

In the valley, Ye Feng sat down cross-legged and swallowed a Pill to recover his strength.    

Long Wu stood guard for Ye Feng. The power of his divine soul spread out and covered an area of several hundred miles. Anyone who got close to him would be able to sense it and ensure that nothing would go wrong.    

The sky gradually darkened. Ye Feng stood up. His injuries had already healed.    

"Alright, let's go."    

Dragonwitch nodded slightly upon hearing this. During Ye Feng's recuperation, no one had passed by and no danger had occurred.    

This herb garden was extremely large. Ye Feng and the other two did not know the exact location of the ruins, so they could only choose a random direction and proceed forward.    

Along the way, they encountered some people, and most of them were alone. Occasionally, there would be groups of people travelling together. There were only two or three of them, and they were all very vigilant against each other. There were no conflicts.    

"They are all from other teams, so they should have been sent here as well."    

Long Wu observed their expressions and said.    

"Yes."    

Ye Feng's expression was indifferent. These people were all ordinary people. They should be the teams sent by ordinary forces. There was no threat to them. They had yet to encounter teams from top forces like the Shadow Race and the Divine Beast Race.    

After advancing for a long time in the herb garden, Ye Feng's figure suddenly paused. He sensed a strange aura coming from not far away.    

"It's on the left..."    

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes. This aura was very faint, and he would not be able to detect it unless he carefully sensed it. It was only with the help of the Fire Saint that Ye Feng's body was able to detect it.    

Even the true dragon, the Dragon Shaman, didn't notice it.    

"What's wrong?"    

The Dragon Shaman's expression turned serious. He thought that Ye Feng had discovered the enemy.    

"I found something. It should be a divine herb. Its grade is not low."    

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes. The source of this smell wasn't close to him. The smell was extremely weak, but it made him feel refreshed even when it was absorbed into his body. Clearly, it was extraordinary.    

For God Stage warriors, ordinary herbs were no longer in their eyes.    

Only herbs that possessed divine power and could be called divine herbs were attracted to them.    

Divine herbs, from one to nine, were divided into nine grades. The herbs in the herb garden were the most common grade one divine herbs, and Ye Feng's smell far exceeded that of a grade one divine herb.    

"Grade two divine herbs might be extraordinary, but it doesn't have this kind of effect. The lowest grade is still grade three!"    

Ye Feng's heart moved slightly. Grade three divine herbs were hard to find in the world, and even Divine Kings found it hard to find.    

As for higher grade divine herbs, they were even rarer. They were often born from the heaven and earth, and were born with great achievements and good fortune.    

It was rumored that in ancient times, there was a peak expert who was at the ninth level of the Divine King realm. At first, he was just an ordinary youth, and he didn't even have the talent to cultivate.    

However, he accidentally swallowed a sixth-grade divine medicine called Immortal Grass. At this point, his innate comprehension ability completely changed, and he easily became a Divine King.    

"Although a grade three divine herb can't be compared to a grade six divine herb, it's still no small matter."    

Long Wu's eyes lit up, and he was extremely moved.    

"Let's go and take a look."    

Ye Feng took the lead and ran towards the source of the medicinal fragrance.    

Not long after, When Ye Feng and Ye Feng arrived at the place, they saw a large hall in front of them. The hall was a thousand feet tall. The door was made of gold, and there was a plaque hanging on it.    

"Hidden Medicine Paradise."    

"This is a grotto-heaven?"    

Ye Feng's heart moved slightly. During the battle of the Purple Crystal Race, he had seen a small Heavenly Passage before.    

Now, this palace was called the Medicine Placing Paradise. However, he didn't enter it, so he didn't know if it was real or fake.    

"An existence like the Azure Sky Divine King, I believe there is no need to fool others."    

Long Wu laughed. The Secular World was a treasure ground. Ordinary people could not obtain it, so they would often name their own courtyard the Secular World to increase their reputation.    

However, the owner of the ruins was the Azure Sky Divine King. Although the grotto-heaven was difficult to find, it was not difficult for a Divine King. There was no need to make a fake one and make the younger generation laugh at it.    

"That's true."    

Ye Feng agreed in his heart. He restrained his thoughts and walked forward to push open the door.    

- The content came from [Migu Reading].