Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

An indescribable might exploded as the Essence turned into a seed in an instant. When the Sword Qi reached its highest point, the seed flew up from the tip of the saber and shot out ten meters before exploding and dispersing.    

The sound of sizzling could be heard.    

Colourless energy spread out as hundreds of deep and long scratches appeared on the hard rock wall in a certain area in front of them.    

Ye Feng retracted his long blade and stood up straight, although he did not have a change in expression, he was laughing bitterly in his heart: The blade intent is indeed limited, it cannot reach its peak.    

Right now, he could only condense the Saber Intent Seed. He was only a little bit away from reaching the level of being able to create the Light of the Laws.    

However, he couldn't rush this matter.    

Concepts were related to one's state of mind, and one couldn't get impatient.    

After all, his cultivation had not completely recovered and his dantian was still damaged. To be able to condense a Saber Intent Seed was already something worth celebrating.    

When his cultivation reached the mid fifth stage, this Law of Artistic Conception would also return …    

"Hmm?"    

Just as Ye Feng was about to put away his blade, he frowned as his mind sense sensed the abnormality outside the cave.    

"Someone is coming? One, two, three... Among the three Void Stage Grandmaster s, their cultivation bases were around the third to the fifth level of the Void Stage. "Perhaps, they're here to find that shameless Ning …"    

"If that's really the case, I don't mind training with them!"    

Ye Feng leisurely sat down on the ground and looked toward the entrance of the cave.    

Not even five breaths later, the sound of very light footsteps could be heard. Three figures of different heights appeared outside the cave.    

"Senior Brother Ding, I sense that Senior Brother Ning's presence is inside this cave. However, my senses are slowly fading away. I'm afraid that Senior Brother Ning … "Not much luck." On the left, a skinny little Martial Cultivator pointed to a pitch-black cave and whispered to the middle-aged man with the highest cultivation.    

"Senior Brother Ning is far stronger than the three of us. If even he dies here, wouldn't it be a problem if the three of us went in?" The person on the right had his head sticking out. He was extremely timid and afraid of death.    

"Even if you don't want to, you still have to."    

"Senior brother Ning is the castle lord's nephew. The castle lord has ordered us to find him, but if we can't find him, we definitely won't be able to escape punishment when we return. What's more … "Amongst the survivors of White Tiger Sect's escape, only Bai Susu would be able to kill Senior Brother Ning. Right now, our three sects have cast an inescapable trap. Someone has seen her flee towards the direction of the county city, so she shouldn't still be inside …"    

The middle-aged man, who was also the so called Senior Brother Ding, spoke while the two beside him nodded.    

However, before he could finish his sentence, his tone changed as he muttered to himself, "Mm, Junior Brother Zhang Meng, you go into the cavern and take a look …"    

"Why would I go? Senior Brother Ding, you are the strongest, why not … "Go ahead." The timid man mumbled.    

"Hmph …" "It's exactly because I'm stronger than you that you have to go when I ask you to go. You're saying you want to die?"    

The Senior Brother Ding shouted in anger.    

The timid Zhang Meng did not dare to defy Senior Brother Ding's orders in the end, and helplessly walked into the cave.    

However, in just ten breaths of time, he was already reflected back like an arrow.    

"Senior Brother Ding, Senior Brother Chao, inside... There's someone here! "    

"But the expert who killed Senior Brother Ning? "Let's flee …" The skinny Martial Cultivator who had just spoken was also frightened to the point of wanting to escape with Zhang Meng.    

Zhang Meng stopped in front of the two of them and shook his head, "No …." No no, I don't think so. The person inside the cave right now is a youngster, and his cultivation is only limited to Third Level of Void Stage. "    

"Third Level of Void Stage, is absolutely impossible to kill Eighth Level of Void Stage, and is also known as the genius of this castle, Senior Brother Ning." Zhang Meng hurriedly explained.    

"Then why are you running so fast?" Senior Brother Ding and the skinny short man asked in unison with displeasure on their faces.    

"Didn't I report the situation to you two …?" "The three of us will go in together and find Senior Brother Ning's whereabouts …" Zhang Meng suddenly said.    

"No need to trouble yourself and come in …" "Since you all aren't willing to come in, I can come out …"    

Also, I can freely tell you that he has already left the underworld, and at this time, he has probably passed through the gates of hell, and is currently heading towards the end of the bridge. As long as the three of you don't blabber on, and keep up with his pace, and drink a bowl of Grandma Meng's Elixir … "    

Voices could be heard in the cave as a not very tall figure slowly walked out from the cave.    

His voice was flat.    

However, the three of them were obviously not idiots. They could all hear the meaning behind these words.    

Ning Gongzhi was already dead.    

This person... He even wanted to kill three of them.    

Zhang Meng was not wrong. The other party was indeed only at the Third Level of Void Stage realm, and the only thing he did not know was who had given him the heart of a leopard's gallbladder, and actually dared to touch someone at the Extreme Fire Fort realm …    

In the blink of an eye, Senior Brother Ding, senior brother and Zhang Meng formed a semicircle around the cave entrance.    

"You … Who exactly is it? "    

"Also, you said that Senior Brother Ning is dead. What evidence do you have?"    

Senior Brother Ding whose cultivation had reached the level of Fifth Level of Void Stage asked with a cold and suspicious look on his face.    

"Senior Brother Ding, why waste your words with him. After you capture him, you can interrogate him. Everything will be revealed." Zhang Meng, on the other hand, had a fierce look in his eyes as he clamored on the side.    

Since the other party's cultivation level was indeed only Third Level of Void Stage, then there was no need for him to be afraid.    

They were only seventeen or eighteen years old, so even if their cultivation had reached the Third Level of Void Stage, they still wouldn't have a solid foundation. Normally, these kinds of people would look weak, and if he was able to take care of them in a one on one, there was no need to even mention the fact that he had three people on his side.    

"This brat is so arrogant, he might be a remnant of his White Tiger Sect. You should know your limits, you must not kill him directly." The Senior Brother Ding reminded.    

"Okay, then grandpa will be kind and only break his arms and legs and cripple his dantian."    

Zhang Meng snorted disdainfully and threw out a punch.    

Ye Feng, who had just walked out of the cave, also threw out a simple punch.    

The corner of Zhang Meng's mouth revealed a mocking smile. He had expected that once this punch landed, this stinking kid with weak foundations would definitely be directly hit until he vomited blood.    

However, when the two fists intersected, an enormous force suddenly came over. It collided into his arm, causing his entire arm to be shattered into two pieces with a kacha sound.    

Zhang Meng screamed miserably as he hugged his severed arm and retreated at full speed …    

Seeing that his right arm was not turned into powder, Ye Feng could not help but be a little stunned. Judging from his experience, the power that he had exploded out just now had reached around fifty percent. When facing off against an ordinary Third Level of Void Stage, he was sure that it would be able to directly smash his opponent's right hand into a bloody mess.    

However, this time, the man only had his arm broken.    

It seemed that the strength of the Origin realm Martial Cultivator was greatly inferior to that of the Divine Martial Continent. It was the same Void Stage Third Level Martial Cultivator, and was comparable to that of the Origin realm.    

Ye Feng turned his head to look at the other two.    

He had to try again. Who knows, maybe this … He's also a genius …