Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Ye Feng held the man with narrowed eyes and looked at the short-sleeved man and the others with an ugly expression.    

"You, who are you?"    

The short-sleeved man trembled. He felt a great sense of danger from Ye Feng. Even though Ye Feng was only at Stage Five of the Divine Ability, he was already at the peak of the Divine Ability. The difference in their cultivation level made him feel insecure.    

In the Land of Abundance, geniuses were very common, especially in the orthodox families. There were always some heaven-defying monsters. This man in front of him was clearly one of them!    

"Looks like you don't understand the situation."    

Ye Feng looked at the short-sleeved man coldly. He was not very satisfied with the other party's answer.    

"Now that I'm the one asking, you only have two choices. Answer or die!"    

As soon as he finished speaking, the man with narrowed eyes in Ye Feng's hand suddenly trembled, and then his body completely softened.    

"Second Brother!"    

The short-sleeved man's eyes instantly turned red. This was his brother, whom he had risked his life for decades. Now that he was dying in front of him, he died without any value, just like a bug that had been stepped on!    

"Brat, you still don't understand the situation!"    

The short-sleeved man had endless killing intent in his eyes. "I just don't want to waste the treasure, but now that you have committed the most serious mistake, you will definitely die!"    

"Is that so?"    

Ye Feng shrugged his shoulders indifferently. "I really want to see your methods."    

"As you wish!"    

The short-sleeved man gritted his teeth and took out a scroll. The scroll's material was very special, as if it was made of steel.    

As the scroll unfolded, Ye Feng saw a lifelike black spear, as if it really existed.    

And the feeling this spear gave Ye Feng was also not ordinary, causing him to feel a trace of danger.    

"Interesting."    

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth curled up slightly.    

"Brat, die for me. No one under the Qi Sect can block the Heavenly Book Iron Painting, not even a genius!"    

The short-sleeved man roared with killing intent, and the power in his body poured into the steel scroll. The black spear in the painting lit up, and the steel scroll began to search, as if it had fused into the black spear.    

In the blink of an eye, the steel scroll disappeared, and in its place was a black spear in the sky. It emitted a monstrous killing aura as it shot towards Ye Feng.    

"Interesting."    

The light in Ye Feng's eyes became brighter and brighter. He could tell that this black spear was a method he had never seen before, the Dao of Painting.    

The power of the black spear came from the painting. The short-sleeved man unfolded the steel scroll, and the steel turned into the shape of a spear, while the black spear in the painting became the soul of the spear.    

As a result, a complete and real spear appeared.    

However, this was still a spear in the painting. Perhaps because it had existed for too long, Ye Feng could feel the fragility of this black spear. It was likely that it would dissipate after a single strike.    

"If only it could exist forever. I do like to study this Dao of Painting."    

Ye Feng muttered to himself, and the Shattering Void Sword in his hand slashed out indifferently. The moment he slashed out, rays of resplendent Thunder Light appeared on the blade.    

"Sky Shattering Sword, Divine Firmament Thunder!"    

Ye Feng combined the Shattering Void Sword Technique and Divine Firmament Thunder. The power of this sword strike was extremely terrifying, and the space was shattered under the blade of the sword.    

"Chi!"    

The Shattering Void Sword collided with the black spear, and a huge force surged over. Ye Feng's body trembled, and his eyes lit up with a sharp light.    

In front of him, the black spear revealed numerous fine cracks, and in the blink of an eye, the entire spear body was covered in cracks.    

Under the disbelieving gazes of the short-sleeved man and the others, the black spear suddenly shattered, turning into countless pieces of metal that scattered into the grassland below.    

"No, impossible!"    

The short-sleeved man had a face full of fear, "How can a Stage Five Divine Ability block the Heavenly Book Iron Painting? How can you be so monstrous?!"    

The purple-robed man and the other two companions had faces full of disbelief. They could not believe the scene in front of them. The shock that Ye Feng brought was even greater than the death of the narrow-eyed man.    

"It's not impossible."    

Ye Feng said indifferently. He took a step forward, and his figure appeared not far away from the short-sleeved man and the others. With just one step, he crossed dozens of miles.    

The short-sleeved man and the others widened their eyes once again. Although Ye Feng looked like he was traveling through space and teleporting, they were clear that this was impossible. It was impossible for someone in the Divine Ability Stage to grasp the power of space.    

Therefore, Ye Feng's ability to appear and disappear was purely because his speed was too fast. Their eyes could not keep up with Ye Feng's speed.    

"This strength is truly comparable to the Qi Zong realm..."    

The short-sleeved man's face twitched. He knew that he had lost, and he had lost completely.    

From the moment they had chosen Ye Feng and Miss Murong, their fates were already determined.    

Ye Feng and Miss Murong might really be the newcomers who had entered the Sky Heavenly Grotto for the first time, but Ye Feng's strength was extremely terrifying. It was not something that they, who were at the Spiritual Ability realm, could covet.    

"Now, do you see the situation clearly?"    

Ye Feng's voice sounded again. He had already appeared in front of the short-sleeved man and the others.    

"You, what do you want?"    

The short-sleeved man felt his mouth go dry. He looked at Ye Feng in front of him, and he did not have the slightest courage to attack.    

"Let me guess. You are the intruders, and you want to seize our legitimate identities?"    

Ye Feng touched his chin and asked.    

"Yes..."    

The short-sleeved man was silent for a moment, then nodded.    

"Sir, we have eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai. We have offended you, so please forgive us."    

The short-sleeved man continued, "We are willing to make a compensation, and we only ask that you spare our lives."    

"You want to kill me, and you want to live?"    

"Sir, you are new here, so you shouldn't make too many enemies."    

The short-sleeved man broke out in a cold sweat. He looked at Ye Feng and said carefully, "Sir, you can kill us, but we are actually people from the Taoist Sect. If you kill us, the Taoist Sect will definitely not let it go."    

"We have already lost one of our brothers. The price we have paid is enough. There is no need for you to go too far."    

At this point, the man in the short-sleeved shirt seemed to have gained some confidence. He looked straight into Ye Feng's eyes and said, "What do you think, sir?"    

"I don't think so."    

Ye Feng looked at the man in the short-sleeved shirt indifferently and stared into his eyes. "No matter what kind of confidence you have, Killing Dao Gate or Life Dao Gate, it doesn't matter."    

"You are not a good person. If I let you go now, you will definitely take revenge in the future."    

Hearing this, the man in the short-sleeved shirts' expression froze. He had been seen through.    

Indeed, the man in the short-sleeved clothes had always thought that he would compromise for the time being and save his life. In the future, he would take revenge on Ye Feng.    

After all, he was the most loyal person. He had killed his brother for decades. Now that he had been killed by this young man in front of him, how could he not do anything about it? How could he not avenge his brother?    

"Sir, this, how is this possible?"    

The man in the short-sleeved shirt laughed dryly, and the cold sweat on his forehead became even more dense. "With your strength, you will soon become famous in the Sky Mansion. How would I have the guts to take revenge on you?"    

Chapter 18 - The Man in the Short-Sleeved Shirt