Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Even after several hours, they still had not reached the bottom of the Wind Ghost Cave.    

He could only feel that he was continuously sinking deeper into the ground, but he was completely unaware of the surrounding situation.    

While the little guy blocked the attack from the power of the Gale Ghost Cave, it also blocked all of his senses.    

This feeling was extremely hard to bear.    

Furthermore, after walking for so long, even though he walked rather slowly inside, Ye Feng was no ordinary person. No matter how slow he was, he wouldn't be slow at all.    

According to the time taken, they had already traveled several hundred li.    

Could it be that deep from the entrance to the bottom of the Wind Ghost Cave?    

Ye Feng felt that this was unbelievable.    

After walking for a distance, Ye Feng felt a bit tired. He stopped and said to the little fellow: "I need to rest."    

"But …"    

The little fellow replied coldly.    

Ye Feng was unable to retort.    

Did this little guy have to be so cold?    

"Where exactly do you want me to go?"    

Ye Feng sat down cross-legged on the spot and couldn't help but ask as he looked at the little person.    

The little person, however, hovered around him and chose not to pay any attention to him.    

This was also within Ye Feng's expectations. After getting nothing out of the way, he simply closed his eyes and started to meditate to reply.    

The little guy did not urge him. Ye Feng only stood up and walked forward when he felt that he had fully recovered.    

Not long after they set out on their journey again, Ye Feng noticed some changes.    

It wasn't his own change, but the little person's change.    

The number of times the little person waved the lantern in his hand gradually increased.    

At first, Ye Feng didn't pay much attention to it, but at the end, he could vaguely feel that there was a great deal of movement around him.    

The little fellow was clearly fighting with something.    

Slowly, Ye Feng figured out a rule.    

If the little person were to wave the lantern frequently for a specific period of time, and if the purple mist emitted from the lantern was dense, it meant that the thing he was fighting against was extremely powerful.    

If he were to use it more than five times in a short period of time, he would be able to sense the terror of the person who used it.    

Even though Ye Feng couldn't see anything, he could feel it.    

Being able to make the little person wave the lantern three times in an instant, even though it blocked most of the energy waves, the feeling Ye Feng got was terrifying.    

Ye Feng felt that he would definitely be able to instantly kill him if he were to meet him.    

It could even instantly kill a few Saints.    

Every time those existences appeared, Ye Feng would feel as if he had fallen into a cave of ice.    

As for the ones that he waved five times, he only appeared two or three times. Ye Feng felt that he had died once.    

There was a kind of fear and terror that came from the soul.    

Ye Feng was not unfamiliar with this feeling.    

This meant that his level of existence was different from the newcomer's. The level of that person's life was many times higher than his own.    

Although he couldn't see, Ye Feng knew that in the deeper parts of the Wind Ghost Cave, there were indeed some horrifying and endless strange things.    

Even if he had successfully transcended seven or eight tribulations of sage realm, he still might not be able to reach his current level.    

He even had a feeling that the legendary God Stage at the deepest part of this Wind Ghost Cave would not be the opponents of those peak existences.    

This idea was too scary, Ye Feng didn't dare to think too much about it.    

Of course, what made him even more fearful was that no matter how strong the newcomer was, the mysterious little person would not reveal any of his previous emotions. He would only need to wave the lantern a few times before dealing with him.    

The only difference was how many times he had to wave the lantern.    

For a moment, Ye Feng focused his attention on the lantern in the other party's hand.    

He did not believe that the mysterious person's strength could compare to God Stage, and only believed in one reason. That was, the purple-skinned lantern in his hand was a genuine supreme treasure.    

Of course, Ye Feng never thought of taking the lantern for himself.    

Even with his toes, he could imagine what would happen if he dared to have any ideas about lanterns.    

After an unknown period of time, the little guy suddenly opened his mouth:    

"Stop."    

This time, he actually said two words that were rather difficult to come by.    

Ye Feng stopped.    

At this moment, he felt an exceptionally terrifying pressure descending from the void, causing him to have the urge to kneel down and submit.    

The entire cave was enveloped by a dominating aura.    

It gave Ye Feng an illusion that this was a god that existed since ancient times.    

He controlled the entire starry sky.    

It was an ancient and lofty god. The divine Holy Power was strict and inviolable.    

Ye Feng felt that he was really too weak.    

In this world, there were too many things and unknowns that could unknowingly take his life.    

Weak was the original sin.    

If he was powerful, how could he have been forced into this place? How could he have encountered all this behind the scenes?    

At that instant, Ye Feng had an unprecedented impulse. It was to become strong, to ignore everything else, so strong that he could control his own destiny.    

Just as he was feeling conflicted and a strong will to fight appeared in his heart, a low voice suddenly rang out in his ears, passing through the power of the little person.    

The tone was strange and dignified, not like the language of this era, but he could roughly understand what it meant.    

It seemed to be saying that for a villain to arrive here was considered an act of crossing borders.    

They would be punished by the Heavenly Dao.    

Ye Feng raised his head. This was the first time he saw such an emotional change on someone's delicate face.    

He revealed a complex expression and whispered, "Cang, you can't stop me. You understand. Let me go. This time."    

Hearing their conversation, Ye Feng was shocked.    

Could it be that all of these strange beings were intelligent?    

"Forgive me for being powerless."    

Seon, you should be well aware that what you are thinking about is only the obsession of the past. Why make things difficult for yourself?    

Hearing that, the little person's expression suddenly turned cold, and became agitated: "No! It was not obsession! Master has promised, he will definitely come back, Master will definitely do as you say! "    

"I can't come back!"    

"No one will be able to come back! It was a long and endless night, they … He was as dead as he could be! "Don't be stubborn."    

The dignified and heavy voice suddenly became more severe at this moment.    

"You … He should have disappeared as well. If he did not wake up now, sooner or later, his soul would have to be wiped away. Give me. "Hurry up and leave."    

"NO!" No way. "    

The little fellow's expression finally became abnormally excited as the lantern in his hand swayed crazily.    

Thick purple fog rose like a boundless sea of mist.    

Ye Feng subconsciously retreated.    

He could sense that the pressure in the surroundings had become substantial. If he were to be caught between these two great experts, even if it was just a sliver of their might, it would be impossible to recover from it.    

A great battle was about to begin!    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]