Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The interior was like a huge courtyard, filled with countless withered and yellow leaves. In the midst of the dust, there was corruption and an ancient aura.

And in the middle of the courtyard, there was a building that was round underneath, giving off the feeling that it was a large cage that was several hundred times larger.

There was a curved arch at the bottom of the birdcage. Every few meters, gaps would appear. Many aged green trees and rattan branches intertwined together, giving off an ancient aura.

But of course, the birdcage wasn't built so solidly. It was also not built using an entire square stone, and it couldn't just be used to surround those azure green flowers and trees.

"Hahahaha, I'm finally in. I waited seven years. "

Zhao Dapeng's expression was greedy, overjoyed.

Seven years?

Ye Feng thought.

Turning his head to look at the motionless Ye Feng, Zhao Dapeng said in a tone that did not allow any rejection: "You go in."

"What exactly is inside?"

"No matter how I look at it, this is not a building to prevent outsiders from entering, but rather a building to trap the things inside. What exactly is inside?" Ye Feng asked.

Zhao Dapeng's gaze turned stern, a tyrannical wind rose from under his robes, sweeping towards Ye Feng's body, as if he wanted to throw him into the black tunnel below the building.

Ye Feng seemed to have prepared for this step.

Taking a step forward, his figure seemed to disappear as he stepped out of the way.

A hint of coldness appeared on his usually calm face as he repeated, "What exactly is inside this building? Also, what are you trying to use me for?"

He was just missing the last step, yet Zhao Dapeng's face was completely flushed from excitement and anticipation, causing him to ignore some of the details.

"Since we're already here, there's no point in hiding anything from you."

The skin on his face twitched, and he looked extremely sinister. "In this Floating Cloud Sect's Blessed Land, other than the Spiritual Spring, there is also a Demonic Beast, a Demonic Beast of at least Innate rank."

"Spiritual Spring can help me temper my body and enter the Meditation Stage. On the other hand, the Aurous Core of an innate Demonic Beast can be refined into a Xiantian pellet to help me advance into the Xiantian realm."

"But, what does it have to do with me? Why did you have to go through so much trouble to bring me here? " Ye Feng shook his head suspiciously.

"Of course it matters, and it matters a lot." Seeing Ye Feng's expression, Zhao Dapeng laughed and said, "Because, the innate Demonic Beast inside is the one that the Floating Cloud Sect's Sect Master s fed with blood. As for the Floating Cloud Sect's Sect Master, he … His surname is Ye! "

"Surnamed Ye?"

"It is your ancestor."

After pausing for a while, Zhao Dapeng completely revealed the truth behind the riddle, "His blood flows through your and Ye Tian's bodies …"

"So that's how it is … So that's how it is! "

Ye Feng finally came to a realization: "Innate Spiritual Beast is very powerful. With your cultivation, you can't do anything to it, and you covet the Demonic Beast's golden core, so the only way is to borrow the power of my Ye Family, or control or influence this Spiritual Beast. And the stronger I get, the thicker the ancestral bloodlines I have. That's why you are able to help me to improve continuously, and also why, as long as I don't level up to the Meditation Stage level, I won't be your match. You have the power to completely crush me … "

"Ye Feng, you are indeed very smart."

Hearing him say such words, Zhao Dapeng laughed coldly, "However, it already can't change anything. If you still want to keep your little life, then cooperate with me to kill the Spiritual Beast. Otherwise, if I pull out all the Blood Essence from your body, it will still have the same effect. "

"Is that so?"

Standing opposite of Zhao Dapeng, Ye Feng looked at the man who was even more cunning and sinister than Zhao Lun, he shook his head, and his face suddenly revealed a smile: "Uncle Zhao, I don't know if you have heard of a poison herb called elephant tea."

"Elephant tea?" Zhao Dapeng's face paled, his expression suspicious.

"This poison grass is not very strong, compared to the other types of poisons, its effects are extremely mild, only enough to lower Martial Cultivator's cultivation by a few grades at a time. Its biggest characteristic is that it has the taste of tea, the taste is almost exactly the same as normal cold tea …"

"The last time I entered the Great Black Forest, I happened to find a few, and then I cooked a pot on the way."

"And then you just happened to drink it."

"Uncle Zhao, why don't you give it a try and see what stage your current cultivation is at?"

Hearing that, Zhao Dapeng's inner breathing unknowingly went through a week, his face was filled with fear.

"I've painstakingly plotted this matter so that not a drop of water can be seen through. I even hid this matter from her. You, how could you be prepared in advance?"

"Uncle Zhao, Zhao Dapeng! Do you think you can do it flawlessly? Actually, I already knew that you were up to no good. Before, you didn't pay attention to me because you thought that it was impossible for me to cultivate to the Blood Exchange Stage and without the Blood Essence, it was impossible to step into this place? It was only until a while ago when you found out that I had actually entered the Blood Transformation stage, did you intentionally express your goodwill and pretend to have a deep friendship with my father. In the end, you still love your son very much. Although you scolded this useless fellow, you couldn't hide the emotions in your eyes and from the bottom of your heart. "All of these things tell me that this is just an act. I didn't expose you because I wanted to see what you want to do."

Looking at Zhao Lun behind him, Ye Feng felt some sympathy but even more so, ridicule.

Actually, he did not say one thing. The "Qian Essence Spell" cultivation technique that Zhao Dapeng had given him had a fatal flaw. This was the key that made Ye Feng suspicious.

"You!"

Zhao Dapeng's face suddenly paled, and his expression instantly became sinister.

"Little bastard, do you think you can escape from me? Haha, today I will kill you and extract your Blood Essence. Ye Tian did everything he could to preserve the legacy of your ancestors with your Ye Family, but unfortunately, in the end, it still ended up falling into my hands. This Oleander Tea might be strange, but it caused my cultivation to drop by two realms, but my physical body's strength hasn't changed at all, so I can still kill you if I want, and then I'll send you to the Underworld to reunite with the people with your Ye Family. "

"Father …"

Ye Tian's face had already become indistinct in his mind, but the fatherly love that was buried deep within his mind was still inherited, causing Ye Feng to softly call out.

It seemed that all of the tragedy in the Ye Family were caused by Zhao Dapeng.

"Damn brat, die!"

Laughing loudly, Zhao Dapeng took a step forward as his aura abruptly increased. A strong pressure surged out like a lion tied to a iron chain, wanting to break the iron chain and rush forward to swallow the person.

His actions, along with his ferocious expression, combined with his aura and gave rise to a sense of omnidirectional deterrence.

Once this aura was released, it immediately rushed towards Ye Feng like an avalanche of mountains and seas.

Ye Feng could not help but be shocked.

Zhao Dapeng had rich experience in battle, and he was also very old, it was definitely not something that the s could compare to.

It seemed that he had underestimated his opponent.

However, the arrow on the bow had to be released, and he must not retreat at this moment. Otherwise, if he were to be intimidated by Zhao Dapeng, he would inevitably fall into an even more disadvantageous situation.