Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Ye Feng's figure took the lead and quickly fell like a meteor.    

However, no one noticed that right at the moment Ye Feng had led his group down, an extremely weak strand of starlight flashed within their group, and like an invisible force, it quietly attached onto the body of the last Star Image Sect disciple.    

Subsequently, that thread of weak starlight quietly floated about amidst the berserk elemental energy around them. In the end, it landed on a corner of Ye Feng's clothes, as if by accident.    

No one noticed.    

Even great experts like Wang Po were not taken into account in the slightest, and after a few breaths of time, Ye Feng led a group of Void Stage Martial Cultivator s and quickly approached the area where the Heavenly Extreme Hall was located.    

"Host, what should we do?"    

The monks from the Thunder Rush Temple were stunned at first, but one of them asked in a low voice.    

"What do we do? Heavenly Extreme Hall is an ally of mine, even Myriad Birds Building has gone to rescue us, why are you still wasting your breath here? "    

Pu Du's eyebrows twitched, a faint trace of anger flashed across his face.    

With his eyesight, he could naturally tell that Ye Feng was not ordinary with a single glance.    

This group of good-for-nothing disciples, if they had asked for half of the youth's strength just now, their Thunder Rush Temple would have been scorched to the brim, just that they did not know what kind of method this young man had up his sleeves. He was clearly not a disciple of the Myriad Birds Building or the two sects, yet in their eyes, he was even more valued than the most elite geniuses of the two sects?    

This had never happened before.    

In the Seven Holy Grounds, the geniuses of a sect would usually treat their own clan as a treasure and leave it in the hands of another sect. At most, they would only give it a certain amount of etiquette and it was impossible for them to treat it as one of their own.    

Furthermore, the relationship between Myriad Birds Building and the Star Image Sect, at most, could only be described as more harmonious. It was impossible for a genius disciple of the Myriad Birds Building to gain the support of the Star Image Sect s Martial Cultivator s, and vice versa.    

However, what he saw today exceeded the divine monk Pu Du's expectations. Such a young man was simultaneously favored and respected by all the disciples of the two families. This completely overturned common sense.    

The God Monk Pu Du shook his head, his mouth exposing a bitter smile.    

Worldway... Perhaps it was already changing quietly, but it was also time for a peerless figure to appear in the Seven Great Holy Grounds and lead the next generation to work together to fight against the Devil Sect …    

He gradually withdrew his thoughts.    

"Pa, pa pa pa …"    

Old Devil Yang Hun clapped his hands.    

"Wang Po, Duan Tianming, old monk Pu Du, there really are you two. I never thought that you two would actually be able to break through my Devil Sect's painstakingly plotting to kill him. The name of the Sacred Ground, is truly amazing."    

He spoke warmly to Wang Po and the other two, as if they were good friends that had not been seen in many years. Unfortunately, the cold killing intent that was emitted from Yang Hun's eyes had completely shattered that warmth.    

"The calculations on Devil Essence Sect are quite profound this time … The destruction of the branches of the devil sect such as Moon Devil Sect, Soul Losing Palace, and Soul Essence Blood Hall, to you, your Devil Essence Sect must be even happier than our righteous path … Unfortunately, everything can't be as you wish!    

Today, I'm afraid that I will have to disappoint all of you … Let's see the real move under the spear tip! "    

Wang Po looked at Two Old Men of Soul Devouring with an ice-cold expression and let out a heavy snort.    

He also understood that these people had not made a move for a long time and had instead chatted with them. They were probably stalling for time to recover from the battle with Mo Lin, who had exhausted too much of their vitality.    

How could he give them the chance to do so?    

Boom!    

The killing was decisive.    

In that instant, a thunderous boom resounded from the silver-white spear in Wang Po's hands. The Sky Breaking Spear strike, which contained the concept of sharpness, shot out, striking straight towards the Demon Sect Kings.    

In terms of actual fighting strength, other than the unconscious Mo Lin, the strongest fighting strength present was none other than Wang Po. Even if they were to face Two Old Men of Soul Devouring at the same time, Wang Po would not be able to feel even a trace of fear.    

"Damn it!"    

"Wang Po, do you really think we're afraid of you!?"    

Being provoked by Wang Po in such a way, how could Old Devil Yang Hun, whose temper was already explosive, endure it?    

Facing Wang Po's thunder-like berserk attack, a black light flashed in his hands, and balls of black mist spread out again, covering the rising sun, and a wave of cold Qi exploded in all directions.    

The ghost beside him also did not stay idle. It formed a spell sign with its hand and a milky white light flew out from it. It was like cow milk that had invaded the black fog.    

"Black and White Demon Scripture, Demon Soul Devouring the Heavens!"    

Two hoarse shouts came from the Two Old Men of Soul Devouring.    

In an instant, the black and white clusters of light on the two's bodies intertwined like two black and white fish, forming a taiji pattern. It began to frantically absorb the surrounding natural elemental energy and all types of energies, displaying an incomparably powerful devouring force.    

The thunder spear beams released by Wang Po were all swallowed up by the black and white whirlpools, and even the silver and white long spear in his hands was under the control of a huge force.    

As a result, Wang Po's powerful attack that was comparable to Middle Period of King Stage disappeared into thin air in an instant. Not only did he not hold onto his weapon, he even lost control over it.    

His expression changed as he urged his elemental energy to the utmost to compete with the black and white taiji diagram.    

The two of them were in a deadlock. Neither of them could do anything to the other.    

"Pu Du, why are you not attacking yet?"    

Duan Tianming yelled as the spirit energy from his body suddenly exploded forth. The Spiritual Bird Qing Luan was also circling in the sky above, and its clear cry resounded throughout the world.    

A man and a beast rushed at the same time.    

Hearing Duan Tianming's loud shout, Pu Du coldly snorted, but at this moment, he did not hesitate, and a purplish-blue buddhist staff appeared in his hands.    

On this staff, there was a crystal clear and simple sariras inlaid within. Traces of purplish blue energy snaked about like thunder snakes. Even those threads of thunder snake-like energy contained an unimaginably wild and violent power.    

This was the sacred artifact known as Thunder Rush Temple, Earth Rank spirit artifact: Heavenly Thunder Attraction.    

Tens of thousands of years ago, an esteemed monk with a cultivation close to that of a saint found a purple Heavenly Thunder Pearl in a ruin. However, the energy contained within the orb was too violent, and even King Stage Martial Cultivator was unable to easily control it. After a hundred years of training, the esteemed monk finally refined a "Heavenly Thunder Attraction", this Earth Rank spirit staff using the orb of heavenly lightning, reducing the need to use it.    

This item had always been known as one of the sacred artifacts in the Thunder Rush Temple, he never thought that Pu Du would actually bring it out today.    

"Heavenly Thunder Attraction, Thunderstorm!"    

He waved his staff, and within Pu Du's emotionless voice, a purple Thunder Light suddenly flashed for a moment, and after that, thunder suddenly rang out in this space. Dense purple-blue lightning snaked through the thunderclouds like thunder snakes.    

The terrifying aura of a natural disaster that erupted one after another caused the heads of Two Old Men of Soul Devouring and the other demonic sect kings to explode. Shock flashed across their eyes.    

It was only now that they realized why the Profound Yin Sect team, which was not weak, had so easily lost to the Thunder Rush Temple team.    

Relying on this Thunder Staff, even if the Thunder Rush Temple side only had one person, Pu Du, the ordinary branches of the devil sect would still not necessarily be Pu Du's match.    

The might of the heaven and earth was indescribable, how could King Stage Martial Cultivator like them resist it?    

To be able to withstand the might of the heavens and earth, one had to at least reach the supreme Saint level …