Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The Evil Demon's tone suddenly turned cold, as if a god was furious. The sky rippled, and thunder rumbled. This was the Half God Realm. Every move contained the might of the heavens.    

"You are the Evil God of Slaughter?"    

Ye Feng stared at the other party. Even though he was shocked by the other party's powerful strength, Ye Feng did not have the slightest fear. His eyes were filled with fighting spirit.    

"Since you know of my existence, you still dare to kill my subordinates, and even dare to go against the Evil Sky Hall?"    

The Evil God of Slaughter looked at Ye Feng with a smile that was not a smile. He then said coldly, "Such an arrogant person. I can only send you to hell!"    

"Dream on!"    

Ye Feng roared angrily. He decisively used Spatial Translocation and shot out like a bolt of lightning. As for the Pig, he did not even have time to care about it. Now, he could only take care of himself first.    

"Can you escape? Slaughter Prison!"    

The Evil God of Slaughter laughed sinisterly. He waved his hand, and a mass of evil light of slaughter swept out.    

"Buzz!"    

Ye Feng was still flying forward in the air when he suddenly felt an indescribable coldness. He subconsciously stopped. In the next moment, strange evil light of slaughter appeared in front of him. These evil lights interweaved together, forming a huge net in front of him.    

At the same time, the surrounding space actually shattered, as if it could not withstand the sharpness of the huge net.    

Ye Feng's pupils shrank. He could feel an indescribable terror from the giant net. If he touched it, he would be cut into pieces immediately. Even with his current physical strength, he was unable to resist it at all.    

After that, Ye Feng turned around to observe, but he discovered that there was a giant net all around him. He was trapped in the giant net, as if he was imprisoned in a cage.    

"Ye Feng, you are too naive. The power of the God Stage far exceeds your imagination."    

The Evil God of Slaughter's sinister laughter rang out. Ripples appeared in the air as his figure appeared in front of Ye Feng. He was still holding the shivering pig in his hand.    

"Isn't this your subordinate you just subdued? Why? Are you giving it up just like that?"    

Ye Feng's gaze turned cold when he heard that. He knew that he could only fight to the death today, and there was no other choice.    

"Ultimate Transcendence!"    

Ye Feng roared angrily and used the most powerful divine ability of the Holy Profound Technique, the Ultimate Transcendence.    

In the next moment, the enormous Transcendence appeared behind Ye Feng. The surrounding laws of heaven and earth also swept towards the Transcendence at an extremely fast speed. The Transcendence's figure became even taller and more majestic, and it also emitted a monstrous divine might.    

"What kind of cultivation technique is this?"    

The Evil God of Slaughter's gaze focused as he stared at the Ultimate Transcendence behind Ye Feng. With his cultivation realm, he could naturally see that this Ultimate Transcendence was extraordinary. Not only did it have the power to restrain evil spirits, it could also absorb the surrounding laws of heaven and earth to strengthen itself.    

At present, Ye Feng was only at the ninth stage of Martial Spirit. When he used this supreme Aspect, he had a trace of the power of a demigod. If Ye Feng could break through to the Half-Sage Realm or even the Saint Realm, then he would be even more terrifying.    

"As expected, I can't spare you!"    

The Evil God of Slaughter's eyes revealed a fierce light as he suddenly crushed the pig in his hand.    

Ye Feng also felt helpless when he saw this scene. Although it was a pity that the pig was dead, he was powerless to do anything. Now that he was unable to protect himself, he naturally had no way of saving the pig from the Evil God of Slaughter.    

"Cage Compression!"    

The Evil God of Slaughter shouted again, and the huge net that enveloped Ye Feng began to shrink.    

Ye Feng's gaze changed slightly. The shrinking of the huge net made him feel a terrifying chill that was getting closer and closer. He knew that he could not wait for death, so he immediately controlled his supreme Aspect and struck out with a palm.    

"Seven Thunder Holy Palm!"    

"Rumble!"    

After Ye Feng broke through to the ninth stage of Martial Spirit, he had mastered seven types of supreme thunder. Thus, he fused seven types of supreme thunder with the sacred power of the Holy Profound Technique, creating the Seven Thunder Holy Palm.    

The huge palm of holy light bombarded out, ruthlessly landing on the cage. It actually caused the cage to shrink and stop, and it even began to tremble.    

A glint flashed across Ye Feng's eyes. He saw that some of the threads in the cage had even shattered, revealing a flaw. This gave Ye Feng hope of escaping.    

"Brat, you don't think you can escape, do you?"    

The God of Slaughter laughed sinisterly. He waved his hand again, and another Slaughter Prison appeared, trapping Ye Feng.    

In an instant, the two layers of Slaughter Prison contracted at the same time. The pressure on Ye Feng increased, and his heart became incomparably heavy.    

However, the God of Slaughter did not stop. He waved his hand nonstop, and layers of Slaughter Prison appeared one after another, trapping Ye Feng.    

In just a moment, the seventeenth layer of Slaughter Prison had trapped Ye Feng. This was the result of Ye Feng using all his strength to break the first layer of the prison.    

Looking at the seventeen layers of the cage that was close to him, Ye Feng's expression was extremely ugly. He knew that the Half God Realm was terrifying, and it was difficult for him to deal with it. However, he did not expect it to be so terrifying. He did not have the ability to resist at all.    

Ye Feng knew that the God of Slaughter did not use his full strength at all. The other party could have killed him quickly, but he used the Slaughter Prison to trap him, making him feel despair bit by bit. This was a game of cat and mouse.    

This meant that the God of Slaughter had the confidence to be in despair. He was confident that he could control Ye Feng, and no matter how hard Ye Feng tried, he would not be able to escape from his grasp.    

"Do you think you can defeat me?"    

A crazed look flashed across Ye Feng's eyes. Right now, his strongest technique was the Transcendence, but he did not have the slightest advantage against the God of Slaughter. The only way was to use the Great Desolate Incinerating Blood Art again. He planned to fight with all his might.    

However, this time, Ye Feng's Great Desolate Incinerating Blood Art was a situation where he was doomed to die. After all, his luck was not always so good, and he could still use the Heart of God and Demon to save his life.    

"Hmm? Brat, what do you want to do?"    

The Evil God of Slaughter saw the craziness in Ye Feng's eyes, and his eyes couldn't help but narrow. He could feel a trace of unease, but Ye Feng was just a mere ant with a Martial Spirit of Stage Nine, and he actually gave him such a feeling. He was very dissatisfied in his heart.    

"This god will give you a chance. Let's see what trump card you have!"    

The Evil God of Slaughter snorted coldly, and accelerated the speed of the contraction of the Slaughter Prison. He wanted to force Ye Feng to immediately use a hidden technique.    

Ye Feng saw the Supreme Form of the Evil God of Slaughter being torn apart and crushed by the Slaughter Prison, and the fierce light in his eyes became even more intense. He immediately activated the Great Desolate Burning Blood Technique.    

At this moment, a furious roar suddenly sounded.    

"Evil God of Slaughter, the Martial Peak Continent is not a place where you can be presumptuous!"    

"Rumble!"    

A huge gap suddenly appeared in the void, and a tiger claw reached out from the gap, shattering the layers of Slaughter Prison around Ye Feng, and grabbing Ye Feng.    

"If you want to save him, dream on!"    

The moment the Evil God of Slaughter saw the tiger claw, his face revealed a violent killing intent, and he suddenly struck out with a palm.    

"Heaven Devastating Evil Palm!"    

Chapter 12 – The Evil God of Slaughter's Evil Palm!