Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Mang Yue immediately said.    

"No, that's not right. Not all of the Dragon Legion members are like that. Only the members of the Black Dragon Legion are like that. As for the Multihand and the Nine Fiends, that's fine. We even chatted for a bit."    

Quan Bayao shook his head and continued, "I heard from them that Lord Dark Lord hasn't issued any missions recently. It seems that something has happened at the Black Dragon Palace. The Dark Lord seems to have been troubled by this matter and has no time to take care of the Dark Net."    

"How can this be? If there's no mission, there won't be any rewards. Everyone's cultivation speed will be slow. When can we break through again if this continues?"    

Ji Sheng, who was standing at the side, was somewhat anxious.    

"That's right. Only when carrying out missions will there be rewards. Only when there are rewards will you be able to break through faster."    

Zhan Qiong nodded. As a battle maniac, apart from fighting, his biggest hobby was to constantly become stronger. This feeling fascinated him.    

"Did something happen?"    

Wang Wudi ignored them and looked at Ye Feng.    

"After thinking about it, according to the information I know, the only possible change is that you and Lord Dark Lord sealed the World-Destroying Evil Butterfly. Could it be that there was some kind of major movement from the upper palace?"    

Wang Wudi couldn't help but ask. He hadn't experienced the battle in the Ancient Underworld Cold Abyss, so he could only ask Ye Feng.    

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng's expression became slightly solemn. What Wang Wudi said was true. After all, according to the World-Destroying Evil Butterfly, the upper palace was a power formed by the mysteries of the ancient era. Three thousand ancient mysteries, that was three thousand Divine Kings, a power that was enough to destroy the world.    

"Let's make a guess here. Why don't we go and find Lord Dark Lord and ask him what exactly happened?"    

Ye Feng shook his head.    

"Alright, then I'll go and pay my respects to the Dark Lord. We can't just go on like this. The Dark Net is dead and lifeless now."    

Under Ye Feng and Wang Wudi's lead, the two teams headed towards the Dark Lord Palace, and they arrived very quickly.    

Bang! Bang!    

Ye Feng took a step forward and knocked on the door. He said, "Long Yin Squad, the Dragon Capture Squad requests an audience."    

"Come in."    

A weak voice was heard. Ye Feng's facial expression became weirder and weirder. It was Long Zhi's voice, but it actually sounded weak. It was unbelievable.    

After all, Long Zhi was the Divine King Stage Expert and the number one sage of the dragon race. What could make him so tired?    

Ye Feng's imagination ran wild. He pushed open the door and Wang Wudi and the others followed behind him. When they saw the scene in the room, they couldn't help but widen their eyes.    

They saw books piled up like a mountain, almost filling up the entire Dark Lord Palace. Dark Lord Long Zhi was reading an ancient book on his desk. When he heard Ye Feng and the others push open the door and enter, he raised his head.    

Long Zhi's eyes, which used to be deep, clear, and filled with infinite wisdom, were now red, full of blood and turbid.    

In fact, Long Zhi's entire body was filled with a sense of weakness, as if he was an old man who was on the verge of death.    

"This, this..."    

Ji Sheng opened his mouth and thought for a long time, but he could not think of any adjectives.    

"Lord Dark Lord, What's wrong with you? " Why do you look like this? "    

Ye Feng frowned deeply. Long Zhi's condition was extremely poor. After all, it was virtually impossible for a Divine King to be in such a state. Long Zhi must have encountered some big trouble.    

"Sigh..."    

Long Zhi sighed, seemingly not wanting to discuss this topic. He said: "You can't help me with this matter, so let's get down to business. Why have you come here?"    

"Sir, Long Shou and Long Yin's team have been resting for two months. Everyone is waiting to carry out the mission"    

Ye Feng saw that Long Zhi was unwilling, so he could not ask any more questions. He could only express his intentions.    

"This matter..."    

Long Zhi's eyes swept across the crowd and realized that he had failed his duty. The other Dark Gold Dragon Guards of the Black Dragon Palace all had Shadow Lords and missions from the Mission Hall. However, Ye Feng and the others were directly under his command. These people were not qualified to give Ye Feng and the others missions.    

Long Zhi had exhausted all his thoughts on the matter of the Black Dragon Race and neglected Ye Feng and the others.    

"In the short term, I'm afraid I have no time to manage you. Go and find Shadow Lord and ask him to arrange missions for you."    

Long Zhi shook his head and ordered everyone to leave. He impatiently lowered his head and flipped through the books.    

Ye Feng and Wang Wudi looked at each other helplessly. The Shadow Master that Long Zhi mentioned was equivalent to the second in command of the Dark Net, and his name was Long Xuan.    

However, this Shadow Master Long Xuan had been preoccupied recently and had no time to arrange missions. There were no missions in the Assignment Hall. In the Dark Net, whether it was the Dark Golden Dragon Guards or the Black Dragon Tribe at all positions, they had been frowning lately.    

"Why aren't you leaving yet? Is there something else?"    

Long Zhi raised his head, his expression somewhat impatient. He was annoyed right now, so he didn't have the mood to talk nonsense.    

"Lord Dark Lord, Lord Dark Shadow has been preoccupied recently. Many of the Dark Gold Dragon Guards have not had missions for a long time, and there are not many missions in the Mission Hall..."    

Ye Feng said helplessly.    

"What?"    

Long Zhi's expression changed slightly. He knew that the matters of the Black Dragon Race would definitely cause all of them to worry, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.    

"It would be great if this matter could be resolved, but..."    

Long Zhi looked at the book in his hand, and a hint of helplessness flashed across his red eyes. "It can't be solved at all, there are no clues!"    

Long Zhi was irritated, but when he saw Ye Feng and the others were still waiting there, he could only suppress his negative emotions.    

After thinking for a while, Long Zhi said to Ye Feng: "This matter has nothing to do with the Black Dragon Palace, or even most of the things. It is an internal matter of the Black Dragon Clan. Divine Maple transforms into a dragon the day after tomorrow, so he can be considered a member of the Black Dragon Clan. You stay here first, and the rest of you wait outside."    

"Yes."    

Hearing this, Wang Wudi led the members of the Dragon Capture Team, Ji Sheng, and the others out of the room.    

Seeing that they had all left, Ye Feng closed the door and looked at Long Zhi.    

Just now, Long Zhi had said that this was an internal matter of the Black Dragon Clan, causing Ye Feng to feel a trace of uneasiness. He inexplicably thought of Hua Ling, hoping that she did not encounter any trouble.    

"This matter is related to the Goddess of the Dragon Clan."    

Long Zhi sighed.    

These words almost made Ye Feng lose control of his emotions. He was most afraid of hearing bad news about Hua Ling, but he never thought that Long Zhi would be struck by lightning.    

"What exactly happened?"    

Ye Feng took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He asked. However, he could feel that his voice was trembling slightly.    

Long Zhi seemed to be troubled by this matter, and his mind was filled with worry. He didn't even notice it. Ye Feng shook his head and sighed, "A month ago, there was news from the clan that Goddess had a serious headache. The effect of consuming the Soul Nurturing Pill was very small. The clan couldn't stop it no matter what they tried. If this continues, Goddess's life will be in danger."    

"For this matter, the patriarch and all the Black Dragon Clan were worried, but there was nothing they could do."    

After saying that, Long Zhi revealed a bitter smile. "The patriarch handed this responsibility to me, asking me to find a way to completely cure the Goddess. However, the Goddess' headache was unprecedented, and there was no way to cure it."    

"This..."    

Ye Feng's body trembled. He felt powerless and almost fell to the ground. Even Long Zhi couldn't think of a way to cure her. That Hua Ling was really hopeless. How could he do that?    

"Lord Dark Lord, you are the number one sage of the dragon race. You must be able to think of a way. Am I right?"    

Ye Feng looked nervous and his tone was urgent.    

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