Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Seeing that the Half-Sage was so serious, Ye Feng was also interested.    

"It's about the inheritance of the Desolate God."    

The Half-Sage's eyes were burning. When the Desolate God was born, her tone could not help but carry a trace of worship.    

This was also understandable. Anyone who knew about the Desolate Era would feel a trace of respect for the Desolate God. This was the greatest existence in the history of the human race, and even in the history of the Extreme Martial Continent. It was worthy of being praised by everyone. Unfortunately, the Desolate Era was deliberately covered up, and most people did not know about it.    

"The inheritance of the ancestor?"    

Ye Feng suddenly stood up. What kind of person was the Desolate God? He was once the Son of Heaven, and he led the human race through all kinds of difficulties. He was worshipped by everyone and became a true god. His inheritance was naturally not to be underestimated.    

"I heard from the Demon Suppressing God that the inheritance of the Desolate God is underground in the ancestral mansion. It contains all of the divine abilities and techniques of the Desolate God."    

Half-Sage Ye Feng nodded and said.    

"All of them..."    

Ye Feng nodded slightly. The inheritance of the Desolate God was a great opportunity. The ancestral mansion that the Half-Sage Ye Feng was talking about should be the Ye Family Mansion of the Qingyang County. This was the place where the Ye Family had started to develop, and it was also the place where the Shattering Void Sword had always been guarded.    

It seemed that the Shattering Void Sword did not know about many of the things that the Desolate God had left behind.    

"Thank you for telling me this news."    

Ye Feng cupped his hands and thanked her. "I'll leave the Demon Realm to you. I hope you can teach them well. I'll be leaving first."    

"Alright, I wish you success in obtaining the Desolate God's inheritance."    

The Half-Sage Illusory Demon said with a loyal blessing.    

Ye Feng smiled indifferently and thanked him before turning around and leaving.    

The passageway into the Demonic Dimension still existed, so Ye Feng did not plan to cover it up and directly walked in.    

Two hours later, Ye Feng walked out of the passageway and saw a few figures surrounding the vortex.    

"Hmm? Something is coming out!"    

Seeing Ye Feng walk out of the passageway, the expressions of these people all changed drastically. The Qi and blood in their bodies instantly circulated at an extremely fast speed, and they took out their weapons, ready to attack at any time.    

"They are from the Extreme Cold Imperial Empire?"    

Ye Feng's brows slightly raised. He saw the luxurious royal clothing on these people, and their cultivations were all at the eighth level of Martial Spirit. They could be considered giants of a region, so he guessed that they were from the Extreme Cold Imperial Empire.    

"They are humans?"    

An old man with white hair saw Ye Feng and was obviously startled. He said with some hesitation, "Friend, who are you? Why did you walk out of this passageway?"    

The others did not speak, but their eyes were filled with vigilance. Although Ye Feng looked like a human, they also knew about the legend of the ice wall passageway. This passageway was connected to the Demonic Dimension, so the probability of them walking out of it was that they were demons!    

"My name is Ye Feng. I came out of this passageway because I entered the Demonic Dimension and killed a few Demon Kings."    

Ye Feng smiled indifferently and casually spoke of what he had done. He even called the three great Demon Ancestors Demon Kings, afraid that he would scare these people.    

However, when they heard Ye Feng's words, they looked at each other and then laughed.    

"Friend, you really speak such lies. You even killed a few Demon Kings. Why don't you say that you killed the Demon Ancestor?"    

"That's right. Who doesn't know that the Demon Clan's Demon Kings are all at the peak of Stage Nine Martial Spirit? How can you be a match for a Demon King?"    

"Moreover, there are ten Demon Kings in the Demon Realm. If you kill a few Demon Kings, how can you retreat unscathed?"    

The white-haired old man's expression became cold as he said in a cold voice, "Friend, you better be honest. Otherwise, we can only treat you as a Demon Clan member and kill you on the spot!"    

The white-haired old man and the others were still not sure about Ye Feng's identity. Although he looked like a human, they could not rule out the possibility that he was a Demon Clan member who had mastered a powerful disguising technique. They would rather kill the wrong person than let him go. If the Demon Clan were to enter the Extreme Martial Continent, it would bring them great trouble.    

"Haha, you guys are quite vigilant."    

Ye Feng smiled lightly when he heard that and said, "However, you guys have been standing in front of this passage for so long. You should be able to sense the danger of this passage. I can walk out of the passage with my strength far above yours."    

The moment he said that, the white-haired old man and the others fell into silence. Ye Feng was right. This passage gave them an extremely terrifying feeling. They felt that if they entered it, they would definitely die.    

Ye Feng was able to walk out of the passage unscathed. His strength was naturally extraordinary.    

"With my strength, if it was the Demon Clan, you would all be dead by now."    

Ye Feng waved his hand. "Don't worry about my identity. I am a human, and the Demon Clan won't be able to enter the Martial Extreme Continent through this passageway."    

"Why do you say that?"    

The white-haired old man frowned. The more he observed Ye Feng, the more he felt shocked. At first, he thought that Ye Feng was just an ordinary person, but now, he felt that Ye Feng was more and more mysterious, as if he was an abyss that could not be fathomed.    

"I have already said that I used the passageway to enter the Demon Realm and killed a few Demon Kings. Naturally, the Demon Clan won't dare to be presumptuous anymore."    

Ye Feng said somewhat impatiently. It was right for these people to be on guard, but he was in a hurry to return to the Ye Family Residence to search for Huang's inheritance, so he didn't have the time to waste on these people.    

"Ancestor, this brat is full of nonsense. I think he is guilty of something, so let's capture him first and interrogate him properly!"    

The dignified middle-aged man beside the white-haired old man immediately spoke, and his eyes were filled with coldness as he looked at Ye Feng.    

"Big Brother is right. Capture him and interrogate him properly. If he is a spy of the Demon Clan, it will be troublesome if we let him go just like that!"    

Another young man also spoke up, and the others all nodded in agreement.    

Hearing this, the white-haired old man's expression became even more solemn. He was the strongest among these people, but it was precisely because of this that he could sense that Ye Feng was unfathomable.    

"Let's go. This young friend's strength is far above ours. He is right. If he has any ill intentions, we will all die."    

The white-haired old man shook his head and said.    

When he said this, the people around him were all shocked. They were very clear about the strength of the old ancestor. He was only one step away from the Rank Nine Martial Spirit. Since the old ancestor had said so, they naturally believed him.    

"We have offended you, sir. Please forgive us."    

The white-haired old man looked at Ye Feng and cupped his hands.    

"This old man has good eyes."    

Ye Feng slightly raised his eyebrows. He also had a good impression of this old man. He then reminded, "This passageway can only be entered by Half Saints. Your strength is too weak. You must not take the risk, or you will die for sure."    

"Half Saint?"    

The white-haired old man's pupils shrank. The people around him revealed a look of doubt. They had only heard of the Saint realm, but they had never heard of the Half Saint realm.    

"Sir, you are actually a Half Saint?"    

The white-haired old man blurted out. At this moment, he completely believed Ye Feng's words.    

"It can be considered so."    

Ye Feng nodded slightly. His cultivation was only at the second stage of Martial Spirit, but his strength was comparable to a Half Saint.    

The old man's eyes flashed with a ray of light when he heard this. He then said, "Senior, can you prove your identity as a human?"    

Chapter 3 – The Human Race