Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The skinny old man slapped Zhang Tianwang and spat at him before looking at Mo Qing.    

Mo Qing’s heart skipped a beat when he saw Zhang Tianwang’s miserable state. He had tried to attack the skinny old man before, but the old man would definitely be even more ruthless in dealing with him.    

“You’re not a good thing either!”    

The skinny old man glared at Mo Qing. “Your bloodline is even more strange. Although it’s powerful, you have all kinds of powers. The most hateful thing is that you’re a natural born Martial Spirit!”    

“How did he see through it?”    

Mo Qing’s pupils contracted when he heard this. Being a natural born Martial Spirit was his greatest secret. He had even reconstructed his body and changed his name in order to hide this secret. However, the skinny old man had seen through it with a single glance.    

This was undoubtedly unacceptable to Mo Qing. After all, if his natural born Martial Spirit could be seen through so easily, all his efforts would have been in vain.    

“You’re all useless things. I’ve waited for so long, and I’ve waited for you bastards!”    

The skinny old man was no longer as peaceful as he had been earlier. Instead, his face was ferocious, and his eyes were filled with madness.    

“All of you useless things should die!”    

The skinny old man roared. The black threads on Zhang Tianwang and the other two’s bodies started to tighten. The three of them immediately felt their bodies tighten, and their joints emitted a sound as if they couldn’t bear the weight.    

“Old thing, you’re courting death!”    

Ye Qi roared furiously in his heart. A majestic force burst out from his body, and it was the power of the Winged Tiger bloodline.    

For a moment, a monstrous ferocious aura spread out from Ye Qi’s body. Even the black lines were affected, and they loosened up. The thin old man also revealed a look of shock as he looked at Ye Qi in disbelief.    

“Open!”    

The loosening of the black lines allowed Ye Qi to regain some of his mobility. He immediately roared loudly and was about to break free from the black lines.    

However, at this moment, the thin old man also recovered from his shock. He immediately controlled the black lines to tighten, and for a moment, the black lines tightly wrapped around Ye Qi’s body, and even seeped into his flesh and blood, winding around his bones, causing Ye Qi to be unable to move at all.    

“What kind of monster are you!”    

The thin old man looked at Ye Qi, who was being controlled, and could not help but shout angrily.    

For the thin old man, he had lived for so long, but he had never seen such a terrifying ferocious aura. It simply surpassed the Martial Spirit Realm.    

But how was this possible? The Martial Spirit Realm was the Saint Realm, so how could such a power appear on a brat? Thus, although he used the black lines to control Ye Qi, he did not restrict Ye Qi from speaking, and he only wanted to obtain the answer from Ye Qi.    

“I’m your father!”    

Ye Qi swore at the thin old man. He used all his methods to struggle, but he was unable to break free from the thin old man’s black lines. Even though he had the various divine abilities of the Winged Tiger bloodline in his mind, he was unable to deal with the black lines. This caused Ye Qi to become angry out of humiliation, and it was even more impossible for him to tell the old man his true identity.    

“How impolite!”    

The thin old man was enraged. He tightened the black thread, and with a cracking sound, Ye Qi’s four limbs were all broken.    

At the same time, because Ye Qi’s body had a strong recovery ability, the broken joints and flesh quickly recovered, wrapping the black thread, and the power of the black thread continued to tear apart Ye Qi’s flesh and joints, causing Ye Qi to be in extreme pain, and he could not help but scream.    

“How dare you be so impolite to this god, this is your punishment!”    

The thin old man’s eyes were filled with killing intent, “Quickly tell me your identity, otherwise, this god will destroy your soul!”    

“Old man, you still dare to threaten me? You’re not qualified!”    

Without waiting for Ye Qi to speak, Zhang Tianwang suddenly started cursing.    

“Who do you think you are? You dare to threaten us? You want to know our identity? You’re not qualified!”    

Zhang Tianwang kept cursing. He wanted to help Ye Qi attract the old man’s attention to reduce the damage.    

“You’re courting death!”    

The old man’s eyes turned cold, and he decisively controlled the black thread to tighten around Zhang Tianwang. Zhang Tianwang’s bones immediately emitted cracking sounds, and they broke one after another.    

“Don’t you have endless vitality in your body? This god wants to see if you can survive after I kill you!”    

The old man laughed sinisterly, and he controlled the black thread to tighten again.    

Ye Qi and Mo Qing’s eyes immediately widened. They saw the black thread directly cut Zhang Tianwang into pieces, and only his head was still intact. He fell to the ground with a grievous death.    

"No!"    

Ye Qi let out a pained roar, but he was unable to speak. His eyes were red, and blood was flowing out of them.    

"Your feelings are very deep!"    

The old man looked at Ye Qi with a sinister smile and pointed his palm at Mo Qing. "Brat, if you don't tell me your identity, I will kill him as well!"    

Hearing this, Ye Qi's expression changed. He was not afraid of death, but he did not want his people to die.    

Especially Zhang Tian Wang and Mo Qing, who were very important to Ye Feng. During this period of time, Ye Qi had developed feelings for them and treated them as his brothers. How could he watch them die?    

"I'll tell you, if you let him go, I will immediately tell you!"    

Ye Qi immediately shouted.    

"Trying to bargain with me?"    

The thin old man sneered, "You don't have the right to negotiate. I'll give you three breaths of time to tell me your identity. Otherwise, they will end up the same!"    

Hearing this, Ye Qi’s heart skipped a beat. He was about to speak, but his eyes were suddenly filled with a golden light.    

"Who is it?!"    

The thin old man's expression changed as well. He looked at the figure that was enveloped by the golden light in front of Ye Qi. He had just sensed that someone was approaching, but this person was too fast. He had appeared in the valley when he sensed it, not giving him any time to react.    

"You dare to touch my brother? You deserve to die!"    

A furious roar sounded, followed by a sharp pain. The thin old man clutched his chest and staggered backwards, but his eyes were still staring at the figure that had appeared after the golden light dissipated.    

"Big brother, Uncle Ye!"    

Ye Qi and Mo Qing also reacted at this moment. Furthermore, the black threads on their bodies had also all broken, and they immediately shouted out in excitement.    

Ye Feng did not respond to the two of them. The moment he entered the valley, he used his sword qi to cut off those black threads, and then heavily injured the thin old man. However, the old man was not dead yet, so Ye Feng did not dare to relax.    

Because the old man was at the Eighth Stage of the Qi Sect, Ye Feng felt that he was still very dangerous. Ye Feng naturally could not let his guard down.    

"It's actually this guy?"    

At this moment, the Evil Lord of Hundred Ghosts who was hiding in Ye Feng's sea of consciousness also spoke out in surprise. Then, he discovered something and immediately exclaimed, "You must be careful. He has already transformed into the mountain spirit of this mountain range?"    

"Mountain spirit?"    

Ye Feng frowned. Just as he was about to ask what a mountain spirit was, he saw the thin old man suddenly enter the ground of the valley. His speed was so fast that even Ye Feng could not react in time, and he disappeared in an instant.    

"It's troublesome. If you let him fuse with the mountain range, he will be able to control the power of the mountain range. You are definitely not his match. Quickly run!"    

Chapter 3 - The Evil Lord of Hundred Ghosts