Everyone raised their heads and looked at the light curtain emerging in the sky. They learned about the process from the birth of the leader of the hunting tribe, to the massacre of the entire crowd, and finally to the death of the great elder of the Sky-Devouring Demon Sect.
Tianzhou, Dizhou, Xuanzhou...
All the worlds in the Three Thousand Realms, including the Starry Sky World’s China, the Little Fairy World, the Arctic Galaxy and other places, all saw these images.
This is the effect of Ye Feng's full power of the world, which can transmit the picture to all the worlds.
His purpose is simple.
We want the world to know that after millions of years of silence, the terrifying patriarch of all races has been reborn!
China.
Piaomiao Sect.
When all the disciples saw the scene from Ye Feng, their eyes widened with fear in their pupils.
"What a terrifying strength!"
Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord said in a deep voice.
"It's really scary. Even if I am at full strength, I may not be this person's opponent."
Ling Zhiwei also looked serious.
"With our combat power at full strength, if you and I join forces, it may be possible to counter the hunting clan leader."
Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord speculated.
"It should be possible. My Space Law and your Soul Devouring Immortal Sword Formation can cooperate with each other. It will not be difficult to kill any enemy in the Holy Land. However, the strength of the leader of the hunting clan exceeds the peak of the Holy Saint and is difficult to deal with."
Ling Zhiwei still wasn't sure of winning.
In the sect, the disciples are very worried.
"The master won't have to deal with such a terrifying and powerful enemy, right? It is said that a thousand clan leaders are resurrected every year. On average, there are almost three a day!"
"One of this powerful enemy is enough, but now it revives about three every day. Isn't it going to end?"
The disciples started discussing.
"Don't panic!"
"We must always trust the leader."
In the end, it was Senior Brother Shi Lei who stood up and spoke with a loud voice to appease everyone.
All the worlds.
Countless powerful people walked out of their homes one after another and looked at the light curtain in the sky. Most of their eyes were filled with shock, fear and other emotions.
Tianzhou, Holy Spirit Sect.
The spiritual retreat place.
"Head of all clans!"
"They didn't die?"
"wrong!"
"This is being resurrected."
"Who is it? The plan is so grand that even the patriarchs of all races can be resurrected. What exactly is this meant to do? Is it to enslave the entire universe?"
"Is this interesting?"
The voice of the Spirit Master sounded slowly.
I can't hear emotions, and I can't distinguish between men and women.
Dongzhou, Haoran Holy Sect.
A sword chant rang out, stabilizing the emotions of everyone in the sect and making everyone clench their fists.
"No need to be afraid!"
"Because we have a sword god!"
The disciples of the Haoran Holy Sect are highly motivated to fight.
Zhongzhou, the unparalleled sage.
A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky.
Within the scope shrouded by thunder, no one felt any fear, and even wanted to rush into the starry sky to encircle and suppress the newly born leader of the hunting clan.
The Heaven-Swallowing Demon Sect.
"The Great Elder and the Third Elder are both dead!"
"What should I do if the sect leader is not here?"
The people of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect all looked at the second elder and others who were still suppressed on the ground.
"Didn't you see that I was still being suppressed by Ye Feng?"
The second elder gave everyone a blank look.
Deep in the starry sky.
The leader of the hunting clan devoured all the power of the great elder of the Sky-Devouring Demon Sect, not even sparing his soul, making his originally withered body gradually become majestic and plump.
“Long lost taste!”
The leader of the hunting tribe looked at the world, his eyes shining with pride.
"The future belongs to all our races!"
He laughed heartily.
"Oh, is it so?"
An indifferent voice sounded.
People from all over the world also heard the sound from the light curtain and watched with their eyes wide open.
In sight.
A tall figure slowly appeared.
"Ye Feng!"
"Is he going to die?"
Everyone's breath froze.
"Is this guy a saint?"
Many people who knew Ye Feng noticed his cultivation and were all dumbfounded.
How long has it been since he became a saint?
Can you still live for others?
In the starry sky.
The leader of the hunting clan looked at the sound and saw Ye Feng standing there with a calm expression, exuding the aura of cultivation in the Heavenly Saint Realm, with an extremely strong foundation.
"Ant in the Heavenly Saint Realm?"
The leader of the hunting tribe looked at Ye Feng, his eyes full of ferocity and cruelty, as well as a little joking.
"Have you ever thought that the ants in your mouth can eat you up to nothing?"
Ye Feng put his hands behind his back and said calmly.
"Only you?"
The leader of the hunting clan looked up to the sky and laughed. When he lowered his head again, his eyes were filled with violent killing intent. He took the bone spear and threw it with the strongest force.
Tear it apart!
The starry sky along the way was shattered inch by inch.
The bone spear arrived in front of Ye Feng in an instant, so fast that no one could react, and they were suddenly filled with fear.
but!
When everyone blinked and saw the scene clearly, they saw Ye Feng still standing on the same spot, using only one finger to catch the invincible bone spear.
"How can it be?"
Everyone was stunned.
"What level of power is this?"
The leader of the hunting tribe also widened his eyes, feeling surprised and puzzled for the first time. With a move of his hand, the bone spear immediately flew back to his hand and was thrown with all his strength.
Ding!
Ye Feng still used only one finger to easily catch the terrifying bone spear that could kill the Holy Land.
"too weak."
Ye Feng spoke.
"Is this the so-called leader of all clans? Your strength is indeed pretty good, with your power level reaching twice that of the Peak Saint. Unfortunately, you are still too weak in front of me."
next moment.
With a flick of Ye Feng's finger, the bone spear shattered into pieces and turned into a burst of energy that penetrated the chest of the hunting tribe leader.
"How can it be?"
The leader of the hunting tribe looked down at the gaping hole in his chest, his eyes almost popping out of his head.
"Are you in the Hundred Tribulation Realm?"
He suddenly realized this, looked at Ye Feng in the distance, and said in shock.
"No! I'm just the ant in the Heavenly Saint Realm you call me."
Ye Feng took three steps forward, arrived in front of the leader of the hunting clan, slapped him, and beat him to death.
In situ.
A shadowy figure stood blankly.
This person is the soul of the leader of the hunting tribe. It looks illusory and transparent, without any vitality, but it is still able to survive in the world, which seems very strange.
Ye Feng immediately used the Eye of Insight.
[Name: Chief of the Hunting Clan]
[Grade: Peak and Holy]
[Introduction: One of the patriarchs of all races, he should have died millions of years ago, but was resurrected in a mysterious burial place and strengthened his own strength]
[Remarks: If the burial place remains forever, it will not be destroyed]
Seeing this, Ye Feng's eyes narrowed.
Burial place?
That is the so-called Tomb of the Gods, where 10,000 clan chiefs are buried. As long as that place is not destroyed, the clan chiefs can continue to be reborn.
Of course, rebirth cannot be done immediately.
They need to absorb the majestic energy to restore the state of the ancient coffin, and only after the origin is restored can they be resurrected.
This situation is very common.
The burial place is equivalent to a whole world.
The leader of the Ten Thousand Clans is equivalent to the pseudo-heaven in this world. He can be constantly reborn and is difficult to be completely wiped out. He is similar to Shangguan Oracle, True Dragon Ancient Sage and others.
"who are you?"
The leader of the hunting tribe was shocked when he saw that he was only in the state of his soul. Then he said coldly: "You can't kill me. As long as the burial ground remains intact, I will eventually be able to return to this world and bully you!"
"I, the leader of the Piaomiao Sect, Ye Feng!"
How could Ye Feng let go of this opportunity to earn reputation points?
After announcing his identity, Ye Feng waved his sleeve, and the strong wind swept out, shattering the soul of the hunting clan leader.
Click!
The leader of the hunting tribe turned into a feather of light and flew to the burial ground deep in the mist of the starry sky. Together with the exploded bone spear, it was restored into an ancient coffin branded with his own totem.
"Disperse!"
Ye Feng made a secret with both hands, split the fog, and went all the way deep until he arrived at the door of the burial ground. He looked at the tens of thousands of ancient coffins inside, and his face gradually became solemn.
All heavens and worlds.
When everyone saw this scene, their hearts sank to the bottom of their hearts.