Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

He spat out a mouthful of blood as his body fell heavily onto the ground. Fortunately, Elder Qi's reaction was fast enough, and he immediately went forward to lift Huan Jue, saving him from the awkward situation of him groaning on the ground.    

"Feng, you... When did you become a God?! " Sha Shenyue was pleasantly surprised and extremely excited, as if the person who had advanced was her and not Ye Feng.    

"That's right, I was lucky enough to advance earlier." Ye Feng laughed.    

Sha Shenyue, however, didn't mind. She was well aware that the cultivation of the fleshly body realm was completely different from the cultivation of the martial way.    

With every breakthrough in his physical body, the amount of effort he needed to put in increased exponentially.    

To be promoted to "Spirit Power", one had to put in a lot of effort and sacrifice. This was the reason why Sha Shenyue had been so cautious when she had learned that Huanhuan had broken through to the Spirit State.    

Every single level of the body cultivation stage was a breakthrough.    

He didn't say that he was lucky.    

Although Ye Feng said it in a relaxed manner, Sha Shenyue had already guessed that in the short time he had left, he must have experienced at least one life and death struggle.    

"Huan Jue, didn't you just say that you are the king here? "What? Is that all Heaven's Path Sect's heaven's pride level experts can do?"    

After knowing that Ye Feng had become a God, Sha Shenyue was overjoyed. Her mind also became active as she took the initiative to provoke him.    

Earlier, this guy kept humiliating Ye Feng again and again, which made Sha Shenyue stifled. It was a good opportunity for her to release him.    

Huan Jue was so angry that his entire body was trembling.    

If it was Ye Feng provoking him, he wouldn't be so angry. However, he was humiliated by a peerless beauty. This made him not only jealous, but also sad, as if he drank a jar of aged vinegar.    

"Young master, please let this old man take care of this kid."    

Feeling the anger in his young master's heart, Old Qi took the initiative to submit.    

"No."    

"This is a fair battle between him and me, you … "You are not to interfere."    

Hengjue snorted coldly and wiped the blood off his mouth. He glared at Ye Feng and said, "You little rascal, even I was wrong. I didn't expect you to be a Body Cultivator. No wonder you couldn't fall to your death."    

"However... This is even better! Let's fight fair and square. I want to show her what a true body cultivator is like with my own eyes. "    

"I have to let her know that the man she has set her eyes on is like a dead dog in my eyes."    

After speaking, Huan Jue removed the metal pestle from his back and coldly snorted, "Bring on the weapon. As a man, there's no need to retreat."    

Under the infusion of elemental energy, the metal pestle in his hand emitted a droning sound as it pierced through the air, extremely provocative.    

Seeing that, a smile appeared on Ye Feng's face.    

Of course he knew his goal.    

He was only pretending to be magnanimous in front of Shenyue.    

However, this terrain had cut off the circulation of elemental energy, so what was there for him to worry about?    

Ye Feng turned over his palm and the Killing Boorish Blade appeared in his hand. He replied with a cold smile: "In terms of martial arts cultivation, I may not be your match, but in terms of physical strength, you are far from being a match for me."    

These words were not Ye Feng's random words.    

Just now, he and Huan had punched each other. He could feel that although Huai Jue's cultivation had also reached the "Divine Courage" realm, his strength was far inferior to his own.    

The same result was enough to illustrate a problem.    

This person must have obtained some sort of body refining divine medicine to be able to be promoted to a God. It wasn't like him, who used his great willpower to slowly refine it bit by bit.    

Although the two were both powerful and brave, the truth was that there was a huge difference between them.    

With absolute power, what did Ye Feng have to fear?    

BOOM!    

The war was on the verge of breaking out. Ye Feng stomped on the ground and his body moved like lightning. He turned into an afterimage as he pounced towards Huaneng Jue. Huanhuan Jue, on the other hand, stood there motionlessly with a straight face.    

Of course, Huan Jue knew his own weakness.    

The strength of the body was not Ye Feng's opponent, he only defended and did not attack. However, with Ye Feng and the Killing Boorish Blade in his hands, he attacked and did not attack.    

"Clang!"    

The Killing Boorish Blade collided with the metal pestle and emitted a crisp sound.    

The collision between the two divine weapons created a huge backlash that broke the jaws of the dead tiger. The metal pestle in his hand became unsteady, and he was forced to take a step back.    

On the other hand, Ye Feng acted like nothing had happened. Instead of retreating, he advanced and followed up with another slash.    

"Clang clang clang!"    

Three consecutive slashes had caused his palms to be drenched in blood, but he was still holding onto the metal pestle with all his might.    

Every time Ye Feng slashed with his saber, Ye Feng would take a step back. When Ye Feng took a step back, he would take a step back.    

Too strong.    

Ye Feng's strength was indeed much stronger than Huan Jue's. The huge force in his blade caused Huan Jue's internal injuries. If he were to cut him a few more times, even if Huan Jue didn't admit defeat, he wouldn't be able to fight back.    

This was an absolute suppression of strength. Using medicinal herbs to forcefully raise one's strength, it was far from being able to match up to the strength one gained from true cultivation.    

"If you admit defeat, I'll spare your life."    

Ye Feng held his saber in his hand as he looked at Huan Jue with an indifferent gaze.    

This person was a direct descendant of the Huai family of the Tian Dao Sect. With the Tian Dao Sect supporting him behind his back, his status was definitely not something an ordinary Martial Cultivator could compare to.    

If he were to personally kill him, the Heavenly Dao Sect's retaliation in the future would affect the unity of the Human Clan and would leave an opportunity for the demon race to take advantage of.    

Ye Feng wouldn't kill him unless he had no other choice.    

"You want me to admit defeat? "How is this possible!?"    

Huan Jue straightened his chest and cracked a smile filled with blood. He laughed haughtily and said, "You … In the end, you're just a piece of trash who isn't worthy of me admitting defeat? "Brat, you and I are not the same type of person. Our backgrounds are different, so if you want to fight again, why don't you look at the blade in your hand."    

These words shocked Ye Feng. He looked down and frowned.    

He only saw that on the blade edge of the Heaven Rank spirit artifact Killing Boorish Blade, four holes had unknowingly appeared.    

He had been attacking with all his might just now, but he hadn't paid attention to the situation with the weapon in his hand.    

"The Spirit Weapon in my hand is called Black Dragon mace. But the Huai family is a Holy Weapon. "    

Huan Jue sneered coldly as he shook his arm.    

The metal rod in his hand shook off some black iron filings. Following the disappearance of these few iron filings, a brand-new black weapon was revealed.    

Seeing this strange Holy Weapon, Ye Feng finally understood what happened.    

The opponent's weapon was not a metal pestle, but a rare and unique weapon — a mace.    

This so-called mace was actually similar to a sword, but unlike a sword, it was an extremely heavy and blunt weapon. This blunt weapon was very suitable for powerful body cultivators to use, and could be said to be specially forged for body cultivators.    

Most importantly, the mace was the nemesis of all weapons.    

Any sharp weapon that could open the blade would have a thin edge. As the mace that could not open the blade, once it came into contact with the sharp weapon, it could easily shatter it.    

After all, in the Divine Martial Continent, the weapons that Martial Cultivator uses are mostly sabers and swords, and they all belong to the category of sharp weapons. Coincidentally, they were all restricted by the mace.    

"Now... Your blade already has a crack on it, and is extremely weak. Perhaps the next blade will break, and when that time comes, you will no longer have a weapon in your hand. Will you still be my opponent? "    

"So, the person who wants to admit defeat isn't me, but you!"    

Huan Jue laughed maniacally with a smug look on his face.    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]