Within the Shenzong, Ye Feng could not just kill the Dongji Han soldiers like this, but this guy was once his enemy. If he let him go like this, it would not be in line with his own style of conduct.
The Dongjihan soldiers kept shouting in the cauldron. Ye Feng thought about it and immediately used the magical power of the Heavenly Refining Cauldron to continuously exploit this man's cultivation. One by one, his cultivation fell from the middle stage of the Martial Saint to the Martial King.
territory.
Then Ye Feng activated his consciousness to condense the power of creation, impacting the opponent's sea of consciousness, severely damaging the source of his soul. The Dongji Hanbing immediately let out a scream, his eyes darkened, and he fainted.
After doing this, Ye Feng put away the Heaven Seizing Cauldron and threw out the Dongji Han soldiers who had passed out.
This person's cultivation was refined by his magical power, leaving him only in the Martial King realm. The origin of his soul was damaged. Even if he wakes up, he will never achieve anything on the path of martial arts in this life.
Ye Feng took action very quickly during the attack. In addition, there were very few martial arts practitioners who could climb halfway up the mountain to understand the way of swordsmanship, so no one noticed the movement here.
Looking around, Ye Feng found no trace of Murong Yunxue in this area halfway up the mountain.
He couldn't help but look up at the heights of Wanjian Mountain. Could it be that Murong Yunxue had surpassed the Martial Saint and headed to the group of sword monuments that only Martial Master-level experts could understand?
This Ten Thousand Swords Mountain is covered with formation restrictions, blocking the detection of spiritual consciousness, and Ye Feng cannot clearly perceive it, so he can only move forward.
After a while, he arrived near the top of the mountain. Unlike the countless sword steles below, there were only less than a hundred sword steles here.
Throughout the ages, the practice of swordsmanship requires not only talent, but also excellent understanding. Therefore, there are not many people who can achieve success in swordsmanship. There are even less powerful people who have reached the martial master level and left their insights behind.
Very few.
There are various kinds of martial arts in the world, as countless as the talents of warriors. Swordsmanship is just one of them. There are dozens of sword tablets of martial master level on Wanjian Mountain, which is already considered very good.
The fewer sword monuments there were, the smaller the scope of Ye Feng's search was naturally. When he came here, he saw the figure that made him think about it day and night.
In front of a golden sword tablet, a girl wearing a plain white dress sat cross-legged and was comprehending the mystery contained in the sword marks on the sword tablet.
Judging from the aura, the sword marks on the sword monument contain the hot aura of the extreme sun. It should be a martial arts expert with the extreme sun talent who cultivated the sword to an extremely high level and then left his insights here.
The girl in the plain white dress is naturally Murong Yunxue. Her body is surrounded by the brilliance of gold and black. The interlacing of black and gold contains some special mystery.
She is not alone here, there are three figures guarding her, all of them are strong men in the Martial Realm and elders of Shenzong.
"Dongji Qing, what are you doing here?" An elder Wu Zun saw Ye Feng and immediately frowned and asked.
"Ms. Murong Yunxue's cultivation has reached a critical moment. Don't come over to disturb her. Get off quickly!"
"The three of us are ordered to protect her here. No one is allowed to set foot in this area. Your cultivation is not enough, and you cannot understand the sword monument here. Go down there."
The three martial elders spoke one after another and refused to let him get close.
However, Ye Feng ignored their warning. In his eyes, there was only the back of the girl in the plain white dress, and no one else.
"Dongji Qing, didn't you hear me when I was talking to you?"
"If you continue to get closer, don't blame me for being ruthless and throwing you out!"
No matter how the three martial elders warned, Ye Feng ignored them. In the short moment of speaking, he got closer to a distance of several tens of meters.
"Stubborn!" A martial elder shouted coldly, turned into a big hand with the power of heaven and earth, and grabbed Ye Feng.
At this moment, a gap opened between Ye Feng's eyebrows. The Demon Lord hidden in the Creation Furnace stretched out a finger. The tip of his finger was as red as blood. With a pop, he smashed the big hand he grabbed into pieces.
Immediately afterwards, this finger swiped in the air, and the void was torn apart in an instant. Before the three powerful warriors could react, their heads were separated, and their bodies were laid out in a pool of blood.
With the Demon Lord's cultivation at the peak of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, not to mention killing some Martial Lords, even half-immortals and ordinary human immortals can be killed in an instant.
"Who are you?"
Murong Yunxue woke up and looked at Ye Feng warily.
The killing of the three Martial Lords who were protecting her was definitely not something Dongji Qing could do, and she had no doubt about this.
"Xue'er, it's me..."
Ye Feng used his skills to release the mysterious changes in the sky, and transformed back to his original appearance.
"You..." Murong Yunxue looked stunned, as if he couldn't believe what he saw, and murmured: "Are you really him?"
"Xue'er, of course it's me, I'm here to save you." Ye Feng's heart was surging and he walked towards her.
"No! Don't come over!"
However, Murong Yunxue suddenly backed away, as if he was frightened, and said: "You hurry up, otherwise Master will kill you!"
"Your master? Are you talking about Zhu Jiuyang?" Ye Feng frowned.
Murong Yunxue nodded and said: "Do you still remember the sword monument in front of the Xuantian Wuzong Sword Cave?..."
From Murong Yunxue's mouth, Ye Feng learned that the sword stele of Xuantian Wuzong was actually left by Zhu Jiuyang, and Murong Yunxue was comprehending the mystery of that sword stele.
, the dusty memory was suddenly revealed.
In the ancient times, Zhu Jiuyang was revered as the master of the human race. Very few people knew that he once had a daughter named Zhu Yuyan, but later his daughter became possessed while practicing Kung Fu and died.
On this occasion, Zhu Jiuyang injected the essence of her soul into the fetus of a woman named Murong.
However, after the woman named Murong gave birth to a child, Zhu Jiuyang's daughter did not awaken her past memories. It was not until thirty million years later that the bloodline of the Murong family continued to Murong Yunxue's generation. By chance, after coming into contact with the mysterious
When looking at the Tianwuzong Sword Monument, he was stimulated by the mark left by Zhu Jiuyang and awakened the memory of the past.
It's just that 30 million years have passed, and Murong Yunxue has her own memories, and she is still unwilling to accept this reality.
This is why when Ye Feng wanted to take her to practice together, she politely refused, because she felt that she was no longer herself, but seemed to have become another self that she did not even recognize.
It was not until later that Zhu Jiuyang was born and destroyed Xuanmen with one hand that he almost forced her to stay by his side. Only because she was unwilling to admit that she was his daughter, she had the name of a disciple.
"I don't want to be his daughter, but he threatens me. If I run away, he will kill you. I..."
Murong Yunxue's cheeks were full of tears. Since Zhu Yuyan's memory awakened, she felt as if she had become two people. Two different soul origins were about to merge, and eventually one of them would disappear completely.
This means that either Murong Yunxue merges with Zhu Yuyan's soul origin and memory, and she is still Murong Yunxue, or she merges with Zhu Yuyan's soul origin and memory, and Murong Yunxue ceases to exist from then on.
Become a reborn Zhu Yuyan!
It's just that this kind of fusion or integration involves the mystery of the soul's origin. No matter how powerful Zhu Jiuyang's cultivation is, he can't interfere.
The reason why he forced Murong Yunxue to stay with him was to threaten her with Ye Feng's life and let her take the initiative to integrate her soul origin into Zhu Yuyan's origin. His purpose was to make him
My daughter reappears!
Ye Feng never thought that there was such a past event hidden in this.
But Zhu Jiuyang wanted to resurrect his daughter, which he could understand, but if it had to be at the expense of Murong Yunxue's death, Ye Feng would never accept it.
In order to protect herself, Murong Yunxue willingly stayed with Zhu Jiuyang and made sacrifices for Zhu Yuyan's resurrection, which made Ye Feng both moved and heartbroken.
The purpose of his hard training was to return to the earth and protect the people around him, but not only did he fail to do this, but he also made the people he loved suffer and be wronged because of him.
"Xue'er, even if I die, I will die with you. I don't want you to be wronged here because of me!" Ye Feng stepped forward and held Murong Yunxue's hand.
She cried and shook her head, "It doesn't matter if I am wronged, but if you die, what's the point of my life?"
"But what will I do if you die?"
Murong Yunxue still shook her head and pushed Ye Feng's chest hard, "You should leave quickly. He left a mark on my body. Zhu Yuyan's origin can communicate with him through the mark. I'm afraid he already knows that you are here.
Here it is…”
Before she could finish her words, a vast and unpredictable aura of terror suddenly filled the entire world.
The entire divine city seemed to have quieted down in an instant, all the noise ceased to exist, and everyone felt the frightening pressure of the aura coming from the soul.
In the sky above the divine city, the void opened, and a figure dressed in white with flying beard stepped out, overlooking the entire divine city with a majestic gaze.
"Zhu Jiuyang!"
In the Creation Furnace, the expressions of both Demon Lord and Taoist Dragon-Slaying Master changed drastically.
"Young friend Ye, you're fine!" Zhu Jiuyang took one step forward, crossed the barrier of space, and appeared in Wanjian Mountain in an instant.
Ye Feng pulled Murong Yunxue to his side and looked at the most powerful man in the ancient era with awe-inspiring eyes.
Zhu Jiuyang didn't take it seriously, smiled calmly, and said: "Speaking of which, Ye Xiaoyou has been refusing to show up since he came back. Now that he suddenly came to the divine city, has he suddenly figured out that he plans to become my teacher?"
"You alone are qualified to be my master?" Ye Feng sneered.
"I don't know how to praise you!" Zhu Jiuyang didn't get angry, but laughed and cursed. He suddenly stretched out a finger, pointed towards Ye Feng's eyebrows, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to worship me as your teacher. I'm just curious about you."
It’s just the skills you practice.”
Although Zhu Jiuyang smiled again, Ye Feng could feel that he was full of murderous intent towards him.
Joy and anger are invisible, this is the city of the first man in ancient times!
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