Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Ye Feng rescued the trial-takers from the Lightning Clan without even turning his head around. After giving an order, he gripped his air cutter blade and walked towards the gigantic object.    

"Brother..."    

The people of Thunder Clan stared at Ye Feng's back in shock.    

He was born to restrain evil beings, but even then, he could not do anything to those roots. Ye Feng being able to cut them off easily and expelling the evil energy was inconceivable.    

"Who are you!"    

Before Ye Feng could get close to the giant object, the Sky Wings Clan's people that were invaded by evil intentions charged at him from the side, shouting angrily.    

"My Dao-heart is always stable."    

Ye Feng's gaze was indifferent, he didn't even raise his head to look at Ye Zichen.    

He waved his right hand and the Sky Wings Clan's evil intent disappeared from their eyes.    

"Thank you very much."    

The Sky Wings Clan cast a deep glance at Ye Feng. Previously, he was still disdainful of Ye Feng, but now, he felt ashamed and at the same time, was grateful to Ye Feng.    

Ye Feng did not respond. He locked onto the giant object with his eyes. At the same time, he sensed that the giant object was also locking onto him as killing intent slowly rose.    

"Strange slaves, they seem to be called crafty slaves."    

Ye Feng looked at the giant, the veins on his arm holding the Sky Cracking Blade were exposed. He said word by word, "You are hopeless. I can only kill you and give you back your freedom."    

However, Ye Feng could use the Flowers of Life and Death and the Reincarnation Dao Flame to help them expel the evil intent, but he had become a crafty slave and was completely lost. Ye Feng was at his wit's end.    

"Idiot. This noble one is the envoy of the Evil God of thousand netherworld. By opposing me, you are opposing the Evil God of thousand netherworld. You will forever be inferior to reincarnation!"    

This was the first time he opened his mouth and spoke in a low and hoarse voice, sounding like muffled thunder from underneath the roots. His words were filled with a thick evil aura, but it was useless against Ye Feng.    

On the other hand, the trial by fire competitors were all gathered here. When they sensed the evil aura, their expressions changed, and they immediately retreated backward.    

Dao Flower of Life and Death, protect my heart. Dao Flame of Samsara, exterminate all evils!    

Ye Feng shouted in his heart as the air cutter blade in his hand ignited with raging flames. Wherever the flames went, the evil aura would disappear without a trace.    

"Die!"    

The slave-slave struck down with his palm. The giant palm was like a mountain, with many ravines in it. It was like an abyss.    

Facing this palm, Ye Feng's face became serious. The power of the giant object was too terrifying. He did not need to fear evil energy, but such a powerful force made him feel pressured.    

Obviously, becoming a strange slave would not only allow one to obtain the corrosive power of the demonic energy, but also greatly increase their strength and cultivation.    

With so many trial-takers present, Ye Feng couldn't reveal the Demon Lord's cultivation technique. He could only reveal his true form and cut down with his saber.    

"Broken Mountain and River!"    

This saber strike was a supreme saber skill that Ye Feng had comprehended while he was on the verge of death. It could cut down mountains and rivers, and could reverse life and death.    

The dazzling saber light was like a divine house taking action, illuminating the world as it clashed with the giant palm.    

"Hua!"    

The Samsara Daos Flame rose into the sky, burning and purifying the pitch-black roots on the giant palm, restoring the emerald green color.    

The peerless saber light pierced through the huge palm and rushed towards the sky. Ye Feng appeared in front of the Sly Slave, and the huge hand of the Sly Slave broke into two halves.    

The Sly Slave was injured and it let out a deafening roar. Then, thousands of tendrils swept out from its body, and pierced forward like a sharp sword.    

However, at this moment, the Reincarnation Dao Flame continued to expand. The roots were purified by the Dao Fire before they could even touch Ye Feng, restoring the emerald green color.    

The next scene exceeded everyone's expectations. The purified root actually changed its direction of attack and pierced towards the Sly Slave at the same time.    

Tens of thousands of tendrils pierced through the slave-slave's body, riddling him with thousands of holes, and strange black blood splashed into the sky.    

"I …"    

On the Sly Slave's body, the flames of Dao were blazing fiercely. All of the tendrils had been purified, and now that they were separated from his body, they were like myriad dragons and serpents swimming in the sky.    

Upon seeing the face of the deceitful slave, he was surprised to find that it was actually a giant with skin like that of a rock and decorative patterns all over the place.    

However, the patterns on the giant's body, which should have been pure and pure, were now twisted and chaotic, full of evil.    

"You traitors, born in my body, dare to betray me!"    

The giant slavehead looked at the emerald green stem and roared angrily, his words filled with boundless rage.    

Hearing his words, Ye Feng was slightly startled, he knew what the giant in front of him was.    

In the map sent by the High Priest, there was a reference to a sincere and kind-hearted person.    

The High Priest called it the Life-Rock Man. The Liferock Man protected every blade of grass and tree in the Fearful Land of Heaven. The grass and trees grew on his body, giving birth to spirituality and taking him as their master.    

The situation was basically the same with the Giant Sly in front of him, as recorded by the High Priest.    

"You must be a Lifestone."    

Ye Feng looked at the giant slavehead and asked.    

"You know my name."    

Suddenly, he opened his mouth and sneered: "But that is the title that I loathe the most. I am sincerely convinced of the Evil God's power and have broken away from the shame of the past. I am now known as Xie Yan Zun!"    

The giant slut laughed complacently and suddenly struck out with his palm. However, it was not towards Ye Feng, but the thousands of tendrils.    

"Traitors must die!"    

The giant slave-slave's mouth was full of sharp teeth, and he grabbed at the roots with his huge palms, wanting to crush them all.    

"Chi!"    

Tens of thousands of tendrils were fearless as they attacked the giant palm. In an instant, the giant palm was broken into pieces, but the giant slave didn't seem to care.    

He hated the roots to the skies. No matter the cost, he would make these traitors perish.    

Giant Sly had four arms and four legs. At this moment, his palm had been cut off by Ye Feng and his palm was full of holes, but the other two arms were still intact.    

"Be careful!"    

Ye Feng growled. His figure was like lightning as he suddenly rushed towards one of the arms. The Sky Cracking Blade glowed with a withering radiance. He urged the Law of Withering Bloom to lend a hand to the root.    

Before the air slicing blade could even touch his arm, the Law of Withering Bloom had already caused his arm to wither and rot. When the blade touched his arm, the arm quietly fell off like a wilting flower.    

"Get out of my way!"    

Ye Feng repeatedly made the giant ghost servant angry. He suddenly kicked over and Ye Feng hurriedly brandished his sword to resist.    

Ye Feng barely blocked one kick. Just as he was about to retreat, the other kick arrived in a flash.    

"Bam!"    

The giant Sly Slave had great strength, so with the sudden attack of his kick, Ye Feng was kicked away before he could block in time.    

With just one kick, Ye Feng could feel his internal organs wailing, his vital energy and blood tumbling, and a mouthful of blood spurting out.    

"Are you okay?"    

Many trial-takers behind him quickly rushed forward and caught Ye Feng. At the same time, they asked in concern.    

Ye Feng looked up. The trial-takers who caught him were all very nervous. At the moment, only Ye Feng could avoid being corroded by evil qi. If anything happened to Ye Feng, they would all be dead.    

"I'm fine."    

Casually wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Ye Feng stood up and looked towards the giant slave-man and couldn't help but frown.    

The other side had already engaged in a battle with the tens of thousands of tendrils, and the scene was extremely chaotic. The other side had already engaged the hundreds of thousands of tendrils, and the scene was extremely chaotic.    

If this continued, the roots would not be able to resist much longer. Many of them had already been corroded by evil intentions, turning black in color.    

"We have to end this quickly."    

A sharp light flashed in Ye Feng's eyes. His figure was like a swimming dragon. In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of the giant slave-like giant. With a slash of his blade, sparks flew in all directions.    

"Flame Blade!"    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]