Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Yang Yan's face was livid as he hysterically roared out.    

"Second Uncle, what happened?" Yang Zhen asked, feeling wronged as he held his swollen face.    

"Ye Feng... That Ye Feng, is a Inner Sect disciple! " Yang Yan grit his teeth. These words practically came out from the gaps between his teeth.    

"What!?"    

"This, this is impossible!"    

"That brat is only at the fourth level of the King's Realm. How could he be a Inner Sect disciple?"    

The four of them cried out in shock, unable to believe the sight before them.    

Xuanyi's sect's Inner Sect disciple was not at the great circle of the King's Realm. Even the weakest of them was at least at the eighth level of the King's Realm.    

No one would believe that Ye Feng could become a Inner Sect disciple with just a cultivation at the fourth level of the King Realm.    

This was also the reason why they did not inquire about Ye Feng's identity and instead treated him as an outer disciple from the very beginning.    

"Heh …"    

Yang Yan could not help but sneer as he said: "Ye Feng is the number one expert in this year's Sword Truth Assembly. Tell me, is his family's family's Inner Sect disciple or not?"    

"Second Uncle, you … … Are you sure? " Yang Zhen still couldn't believe it.    

"Wrong? These words came from Sect Master himself, do you think I'm wrong? "I got it wrong, could it be that even Sect Master got it wrong?"    

Yang Yan could not wait to rip Yang Zhen apart.    

If he wasn't encouraged by Ye Feng, he wouldn't have offended him.    

Hearing this, Yang Zhen and the other three people's bodies shook as their eyes widened.    

"Inner Sect disciple, I … I actually wanted to break the legs of a Inner Sect disciple, what have I done? "    

His body went limp and he fell to the ground.    

That was a Inner Sect disciple!    

What did Inner Sect disciples represent? It was the foundation of Xuanyi Zong's future, a person destined to soar into the skies in the future.    

He himself was merely a small outer sect, yet he dared to offend a Inner Sect disciple, and even wanted to cripple his opponent's legs.    

This was simply courting death!    

Not only Yang Zhen, but the other three also felt that this was a huge crisis and were speechless for a moment.    

"Yang Deacon, what should we do?" After a while, the short youth asked with a sad expression.    

"What should we do? You're asking me, but who should I ask? "    

Yang Yan wanted to pinch them to death, but he suppressed the anger in his heart. He took a deep breath and asked, "I ask you, who instructed you to deal with Ye Feng?"    

Yang Yan was quite shrewd. He knew that the only thing he should do now was to find a way to calm Ye Feng's anger.    

He knew that Yang Zhen did not have any grudges with Ye Feng before, and the reason why he did not have any energy left over to deal with Ye Feng was because there must be someone behind the scenes.    

As long as they could uncover that person, they might be able to solve this problem.    

"Second Uncle, it's … it's the genius from the Huai Clan of the Heavenly Dao Sect, Huanhuan." Yang Zhen knew that he wouldn't be able to hold it in as he replied shakily.    

"What?!"    

"Damned beast, you dare to collude with outsiders to deal with sect disciples, and even are Inner Sect disciples?"    

Yang Yan stepped forward and kicked, sending Yang Zhen screaming in pain.    

"Since you are my nephew, I will let you do as you please when you mess around in the outer sect. But you actually don't know what's good for you? "Yang Zhen, oh Yang Zhen, you want to die, don't pull me down!"    

Yang Yan was about to explode in anger.    

How could he not be angry?    

Colluding with an outsider to harm our sect's disciples is a serious crime, the lesser the crime, the better it is to expel them from the sect, those that are heavy enough to exterminate their entire family, is definitely not a joke.    

If this matter were to go up, not only would Yang Zhen die, but even the Yang Family, including Yang Yan, would also bear a huge responsibility.    

With this thought, Yang Yan kicked his nephew and sent him flying like a rubber ball.    

"Yang Deacon, if you continue to fight like this, Brother Yang will die."    

The short youth flinched and tried to stop him.    

Yang Yan spat on the ground, then retracted his leg, he stared at Yang Zhen whose head was covered in blood, and said: "Yang Zhen, this matter happened because of you, now, I can only bring you in front of Ye Feng, begging him to spare us, don't blame me."    

"In addition, the three of you come together. Whoever dares not go, don't blame me for being impolite."    

In order to protect himself, Yang Yan did not care so much anymore. After saying this, he picked up Yang Zhen from the ground and started walking out.    

Soon, the five of them arrived outside Ye Feng's cave.    

As the outer sect Deacon, Yang Yan could easily find out where Ye Feng's cave abode was. However, without Ye Feng's permission, he didn't dare to barge in.    

At this moment, Ye Feng was in no mood to pay attention to them.    

Thus, the five could only wait outside the cave.    

He waited for seven days.    

Ye Feng had been in closed-door training the entire time.    

Right now, his most urgent mission was to find the Pure Land at the Huaikong Mountain. He didn't have a cultivation base at the fifth or sixth level of the King's Realm.    

He didn't dare to casually step in, so all he wanted to do now was to break through into the next realm and raise his cultivation. Anything else wasn't important.    

After seven days, Ye Feng finally ran out of training space. He used up all of his Spiritual Stone and had no choice but to leave.    

"Hmm …"    

He had just walked out when he saw Yang Yan's group of five quietly standing outside.    

One of them was standing, while the other four were kneeling.    

The five of them looked haggard.    

They knew that Ye Feng was cultivating inside the cave, so they didn't dare to disturb him. However, they didn't dare to leave just like that. He was afraid that he would miss Ye Feng if he left, so he could only wait foolishly.    

"What do you mean? Have you thought of a scheme to deal with me? "    

Looking at the five people's weird expressions, Ye Feng revealed a smile.    

Under Ye Feng's gaze, even Yang Yan, who just entered Sheng Domain, felt a burst of panic in his heart.    

He couldn't help but panic.    

The status of Inner Sect's disciple was higher than Deacon, Ye Feng had plenty of ways to deal with him.    

"No, no, don't misunderstand Young Master Ye. We have already changed our minds and purposely waited here to apologize to Young Master."    

Yang Yan forced out a sincere smile.    

"Yeah, yeah."    

"Senior Brother Ye, you have a lot of people. We are all just lost in our own thoughts. Senior Brother Wan Xiang, please don't bother with us."    

"..."    

"Apologize?"    

Ye Feng couldn't help but smile as he looked at the five people's flustered expressions.    

"Yes, we are indeed in the wrong. Previously, we did not recognize Mt. Tai and offended you. Please let us go, Young Master Ye."    

Yang Yan spoke in a respectful manner, completely devoid of his previous arrogance.    

"Let you go? "Hehe …"    

Ye Feng could not help but sneer, and coldly swept his eyes over the five people, and said: "Who said they would kill me? And now, with just your words, you want me to let you off? "    

"I, Ye Feng, am not that easy to bully!"    

He knew that the five of them apologizing to him wasn't because of their good intentions, but because they felt that their status was too high and didn't dare to easily deal with him.    

If he was really just a mere outer court disciple and didn't have any background, he probably wouldn't even know how he died now.    

If that was the case, how could he let them off so easily?    

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