Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

After clearing up the happiness in his heart, Ye Feng asked speechlessly.    

The blade in front of him was extremely strange, giving him a sense of helplessness.    

"Since this illusion is caused by the 'Purple Evil Profound Fire', you have a strand of the Essence of profound fire, you can try and refine it."    

Ye Feng nodded.    

Perhaps the Purple Evil Profound Fire here were affected by the Red Lotus Conflagration's aura, which was why they became so powerful and gave rise to such a realistic illusion.    

However, no matter how strong the profound flame was, it was only a flame that accompanied the Red Lotus Conflagration.    

Crash! *    

Ye Feng did not hesitate anymore. He expanded out his Spirit Force into a huge formless net, pressing down towards the Purple Flame s that were at the edge of the blade.    

"Hiss hiss …"    

The moment he touched the Purple Flame, Ye Feng grimaced in pain. After a slight pause, he tightly wrapped himself around it.    

At the same time, the Origin Energy of Purple Flame that had been suppressed by him was also stimulated, continuously absorbing the Purple Flame energy that flowed in.    

So... After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, a small part of the Purple Evil Profound Fire dissipated into the air, while the others were completely absorbed by Ye Feng into the origin of the purple flames.    

This caused the source flame to grow slightly stronger.    

The moment the Purple Flame was gone, and the moment the remaining energy fused with his dantian, Ye Feng vaguely sensed the Origin Energy in his body become a bit more vigorous.    

"Cultivating in this Taoist Rite of Scripture has many benefits. No wonder there's such a high threshold for cultivation."    

As he sighed with emotion, Ye Feng calmed his mind and began to remove the mental blades that were still moving.    

After losing the spiritual support of the Purple Evil Profound Fire, those blade edges were quickly dispelled …    

What made Ye Feng slightly regretful was that the source of the profound fire that he had absorbed into his body was not yet able to be used directly. Otherwise, it could become an incomparably sharp mental attack method.    

"..."    

Outside the second floor of the stone room that Ye Feng was in, there were already many Martial Cultivator present. Other than a few worried gazes, the majority of them were just watching a joke.    

"It's been almost an hour, this kid …" I'm afraid it's going to be ruined. "    

"If you fall into the illusion of a spirit body, if you can't find the way out by yourself, it is extremely possible that you will lose your mind and become an idiot."    

A few Heavenly Essence Sect disciples spoke in a loud voice, their words clearly carrying ridicule.    

"Cut the sarcasm. When you first came in, you weren't any better off, were you?"    

The Earthly Essence Sect man who had formed an Origin Energy barrier for Ye Feng coldly shouted.    

"Someone already went to ask Elder He to come, why hasn't he arrived yet? If this continues … I'm afraid something bad is going to happen. "    

A trace of helplessness flashed across the eyes of the few Earthly Essence Sect disciples.    

At this moment, shouts came from the surroundings. "Out of the way! Out of the way! Elder He is here!"    

Outside the crowd, a figure with a crane hairstyle appeared. This elder held a horsetail whisk in his hand, and wherever he went, the disciples of the two sects would lower their heads and reveal respectful expressions.    

"Elder He, it's him. He's just a servant. How did he come in?"    

The crowd in front hurriedly moved out of the way. Elder He flicked his horsetail whisk and his gaze landed on Ye Feng's face.    

"Hmm? It was actually … "This kid?"    

When he saw Ye Feng's appearance, Elder He could not help but be stunned.    

Didn't this brat just become a Earthly Essence Sect servant two days ago? He had come to the Inner Sect.    

and even entered the Taoist Rite of Scripture?    

"How long has he been trapped in the illusion?"    

It was too late to ask about the details, so after lowering his head to check, Elder He asked Earthly Essence Sect elder Martial Cultivator beside him.    

In the training hall's stone room, falling into an illusion was extremely dangerous. The longer it lasted, the greater the chance one would lose themselves in the illusion.    

"Almost... About an hour. "    

"Ridiculous …" "Why didn't you inform this old man in time after spending so much time?"    

Hearing this, Elder He's face flashed with a serious look.    

If it was only an ordinary service disciple, dying or becoming an idiot wouldn't be too big of a deal, but Ye Feng was different. Before he left, Tian Lan had specially asked him to look after her.    

After a low shout, Elder He took a step forward, waved his hand to disperse the Origin Energy barrier, and slowly extended his right hand towards Ye Feng who was in the stone room.    

Seeing this scene, the surrounding Martial Cultivator s all had expressions of anticipation.    

"Rumor has it that Elder He's control of his Mental Energy has reached a superb level, allowing him to forcefully pull people out of their spirit body illusions without hurting the god. To be able to see him make a move, the amount of time that we wasted today is nothing …"    

"That's right, that's right. Even if I can't find the cultivation stone room on the third floor, I'll recognize him."    

"Shh, don't speak, focus on watching!"    

All of the disciples held their breath at this moment as they stared fixedly at Elder He, wanting to clearly see any movements he made.    

"He can persevere for an hour and not lose his mind …" "Your mental state is quite good."    

After muttering to himself in a low voice, Elder He's hands lightly pressed down.    

The undulations within a few steps suddenly stopped, and right after, a strand of spirit energy shot out from his forehead. The spirit energy welcomed the air and transformed into an almost translucent palm, and after a slight pause, it quickly flew towards Ye Feng.    

"Give this old man … Rise! "    

A shout rang out.    

Right at the moment when the crystal palm touched the top of Ye Feng's head, his five fingers suddenly hooked, grabbing in the air, and then fiercely pulled outwards.    

Everyone watched with wide eyes for a long time, but Ye Feng, who was sitting in the middle of the stone room, did not make any sound, and still had his eyes closed.    

"Hmm?"    

"How could this be …" Accident? "    

Elder He's expression changed slightly.    

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.    

Once again, he focused his eyes, and his spirit force rushed out for the second time. His originally sparkling hand suddenly grew many times larger, covering Ye Feng's head, and fiercely clawed downwards.    

Boom!    

Just as the big hand was about to land, a surging wave of mental power suddenly surged out from the top of Ye Feng's head.    

Even Elder He couldn't help but be slightly moved by the sudden appearance of this enormous aura. He hurriedly retracted the mental energy that he had ignited.    

A strange scene appeared at this moment.    

The surging Mental Energy was like a furious child facing a provocation. It chased after Elder He like a storm, and was just a hair away from colliding with the giant Mental Energy hand that he had unleashed …