Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Right at this moment, a miserable cry sounded from behind.    

Ye Feng's pupils shrank and he turned his head to look. On the other side of the deck, Hu Xianghan was grabbed by a three-headed monkey monster. Its tail wrapped around Hu Xianghan, wanting to hang her alive.    

Hu Xianghan was a fifth level God Stage, and being able to fight a seventh level God Stage was already a sign of her extraordinary talent. But now, she was surrounded by enemies from all directions. Hu Xianghan had used up a lot of energy, and she was caught by the three-headed monkey monster. She was in a critical situation.    

How could Ye Feng allow Hu Xianghan to be in danger? He rushed forward with all his might, and just as the monkey tail was about to entangle Hu Xianghan, Ye Feng appeared with his saber in hand.    

"Chi!"    

A cold light flashed. Ye Feng cut the three-headed monkey in half with his saber. He saved Hu Xianghan from his grip and brought her back to the deck.    

"Your condition isn't good. Take care of your injuries first."    

Ye Feng saw that Hu Xianghan's cold breath was weak and she was no longer able to fight, so he quickly said.    

"I understand."    

Hu Xianghan's beautiful eyes stared at Ye Feng, and she suddenly smiled. "I'm afraid we won't be able to survive this crisis, but it's not bad to be able to fight alongside you."    

"What nonsense are you talking about?"    

Ye Feng's face tensed up. Although he didn't want to admit it, the number of enemies above the blood ocean was endless. He was afraid that it was just as Hu Xianghan had said, he wouldn't be able to get through it.    

Despite that, Ye Feng still tried to comfort her. "Don't worry. A mere blood ocean is nothing. I have encountered countless dangers. Haven't I lived until now?"    

Hu Xianghan looked at Ye Feng with a warm gaze and didn't say anything else.    

Seeing this, Ye Feng sighed in his heart. He gently stroked Hu Xianghan's shoulder and reminded her to be careful before turning around and rushing out.    

Miserable screams could be heard from time to time on the deck. It was the people from an ordinary group who had suffered a calamity.    

It was a pity that the battle had been going on for a long time. Even Ye Feng and Ji Sheng had consumed a lot of their energy. They could only fight with great difficulty and had no time to protect others.    

Fortunately, after seizing the broken ship, everyone used the broken ship to resist a lot of pressure. As they followed the blood sea along the way, they encountered many other teams along the way.    

These teams were already in the midst of endless attacks, and their hearts were filled with despair. When they saw the broken ship that was occupied by Ye Feng and the others, they couldn't help but feel excited and hopeful.    

After all, it was better for so many people to gather on the broken ship than to fight alone. All of them fled towards the broken ship. Ye Feng and the others also wanted to gather their strength and save them.    

As a result, although the number of people on the broken ship continued to decrease, more and more people ran to the broken ship and fought side by side with Ye Feng and the others.    

In this endless slaughter, everyone had long lost the concept of time. They didn't know how long it had been since the sun set and the sea of blood appeared.    

However, everyone had a glimmer of hope in their hearts. When the sun rose, the sea of blood might disappear. Hence, they still maintained a trace of hope in this endless battle and fought with all their might.    

At this moment, Ye Feng and the rest of the people from the Black Dragon Palace were sitting cross-legged on the deck with the people from the Demon Race's Elder Council, recovering their strength. The surrounding people were defending against the enemies and protecting them.    

This was the decision of everyone. Whoever exhausted their strength would return to the center of the deck and be protected by the others.    

A moment later, Ye Feng opened his eyes and appeared next to a disciple of the Liu family in the Yu Province. He patted him on the shoulder.    

"You go and take care of yourself. Leave this place to me."    

The disciple was exhausted and barely managed to hold on until he fell down. He did not hesitate and stepped back decisively.    

Ye Feng stood in front of them, holding the Space Splitting Saber and fighting side by side with the other teams. The normal Phantom Enchanting Man and the green-armored warrior would be handed over to each team, and the complete arm monster would be handed over to Ye Feng to take care of.    

The division of labor between the two teams was clear. They temporarily stood on top of the blood sea, but everyone knew that if the battle continued, everyone would not be able to escape death.    

After all, as the Blood Sea continued to flow, the chances of encountering other teams along the way became lower and lower. It had been a long time since anyone joined the broken ship in battle, and their consumption could not keep up with the supply. Sooner or later, they would be finished.    

"When will it end?"    

Ji Sheng was now beside Ye Feng. He had recovered half of his cultivation base, so he rushed over to fill the gap in the defense. Although the Human Dao Sacred Body had always maintained its peak condition, Ji Sheng's expression was already very serious.    

"Persist."    

Ye Feng shook his head. He couldn't give an answer. What exactly was going on with this blood sea? No one had any clue until now. They only knew that it had something to do with the legend of the Fan Ear Crag Race.    

"Sacred Flame of Molten Sky!"    

Ye Feng shouted in a low voice. He stomped his foot and the deck was set ablaze. The fire soon engulfed the entire broken ship.    

However, the fire did not cause any damage to the broken ship, nor did it cause any harm to the people in the team. Instead, it was the phantom man who stepped onto the deck. The green-armored warrior was ignited and turned into flames.    

The Sacred Flame of the Molten Sky was extremely Yang and tough, and it was still able to suppress these enemies. With Ye Feng's help, the pressure on the team was greatly reduced, and they all heaved a sigh of relief.    

The battle continued for a long time, and time continued to pass. No one knew how long it had been since they last met a new group. The deck of the ship included the Black Dragon Palace and the Elders of the Demon Race. There were only forty people left, and they were all injured, so it was hard to fight.    

"Hu..."    

Ye Feng stood on the deck, holding the Space Splitting Saber with both hands as he gasped for breath. His chest was shaking violently like a bellows, and his body was trembling slightly.    

Ye Feng had been fighting for an unknown period of time as his manpower was constantly being depleted. At this moment, he had consumed a huge amount of energy, and he was on the verge of collapsing.    

"Roar!"    

Another few arms of monsters rushed out of the sea, roaring as they charged over. Ye Feng gritted his teeth and used his last bit of strength to swing his blade with all his might.    

"Bang!"    

Both parties met face to face, and Ye Feng was sent flying, crashing onto the edge of the broken ship. Blood kept flowing out from the corner of his mouth.    

"Heh..."    

Ye Feng revealed a bitter smile. He had already exhausted all of his strength, but the blood sea was still boundless, and the sky was still dim. It seemed like he wouldn't be able to hold on any longer.    

In the sky, a few monsters with complete arms rushed over once again. The others were also entangled by the enemies, and had no time to protect Ye Feng.    

In the face of these monsters with arms, a helpless look flashed across Ye Feng's eyes. He was powerless to resist.    

Just as Ye Feng decided to resign himself to his fate, a crack suddenly appeared in the dark sky. A weak light shone down along the crack and landed on the deck of the broken ship where Ye Feng and the others were.    

"Roar!"    

The light fell on the monster with the arm. The monster with the arm howled in pain. The thousands of arms that formed the monster broke apart one by one and fled in all directions, fleeing back into the sea of blood.    

At the same time, the Phantom Enchanting Man and the azure-armored warrior were also wailing incessantly. Thick white smoke was even emitted from their bodies, and many of them had even turned into smoke and were completely extinguished.    

"This..."    

Ye Feng's eyes suddenly lit up. He stood up from the deck. The people around him looked confused as they scanned their surroundings.    

The crisis had been resolved at this moment. Countless enemies were screaming and fleeing in fear. All of them were jumping into the blood sea.    

The sea of blood was melting, and broken ships kept sinking into the sea of blood.    

Following closely behind, cracks appeared in the sky, and light shone down continuously. The endless darkness in the world was dispersed.    

The world regained its light.    

- - The content came from [Migu Reading]