Chapter 746: The Secret Realm Unlocked

As the secret realm opened, Ye Feng and his two companions immediately followed Immortal behind and rushed in. Immortal had already lent Ye Feng that supreme spatial treasure, as Blood Sea was still practicing there and had not yet finished.

After entering the secret realm, the three of them separated from Immortal. The battle Immortal was about to join was on a completely different level from theirs; if they had gone with him, they would only have gotten in the way.

Instead, they followed a group of level-9 powerhouses. Though those powerhouses looked down on their cultivation levels, out of respect for Immortal, they couldn’t drive them away and could only allow them to follow. In their hearts, they thought, “Three reckless fools—if they die by following us, it’s only deserved.”

Before long, the group arrived in an area covered in yellow sand.
A commotion could also be heard not far ahead.

A pyramid slowly rose from the ground, causing a loud rumbling and stirring up clouds of dust. Everyone rushed over immediately. The emergence of such a rare treasure was undoubtedly an opportunity for them all. Missing it even for a moment would be a cause for deep regret.

“Interesting!” Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly as he stared at the pyramid, which was entirely golden, as if built from gold blocks. What caught his attention was that the pyramid could completely block his soul power from probing, forming a thin layer of strange restrictions on its surface. Observing the chaotic situation ahead, he realized that not only his soul power was blocked. He then led Luo Yan and Jin Wen to follow.

“Whoosh whoosh…” Several sounds of something cutting through the air suddenly came. Almost at the same time, several golden beams shot out from the top of the pyramid in all directions.

One of them headed straight for Ye Feng, who was the farthest away. Ye Feng was quick-witted—he reached out with his hand and intercepted that golden beam, capturing it in his palm.

When he opened his hand, he saw it was a golden token engraved with strange patterns. Before he could examine it closely, he sensed something unusual around him.

Almost the moment he got the golden token, several groups of people focused their attention on Ye Feng.

“Hey, kid, hand over that thing. Considering your connection to Immortal, I’ll let you leave unharmed for now,” said a burly man as he stepped forward and demanded angrily.

“What ends up in my hands naturally becomes mine.” Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. He wasn’t bothered by letting the people here see his skills first. That man was just a Level 9 warrior, at an intermediate stage of that level—clearly, his mastery of his powers wasn’t very high either. The ones Immortal had mentioned earlier, with a mastery level above 200, were all peak Level 9 warriors.

“Hmph, so arrogant. Do you really think that just because Immortal is your backer, I won’t dare touch you?” The man spoke with obvious bravado masking weakness.

“Don’t worry. Even without Immortal’s support, you can’t touch me!” Ye Feng formed a gesture with his hand, and a long sword appeared in his palm. That sword was formed from a leaf of the Imperial Demon Plant, yet it still possessed the strength of a peak-grade treasure. “Today, whoever wants to take what’s in my hands, go ahead—Ye Feng will take it all on!”

“What boldness!” Another man in the crowd suddenly stood up, joining the first man, clearly wanting a share as well.

“Lang Hai, do you want to snatch food from my mouth?” The first man glared coldly at the newcomer and asked sharply.

“Bi Ming, I just saw this kid being arrogant and couldn’t help but teach him a lesson. Besides, that token isn’t yours—how can you say I’m stealing from you?” The man was sharp-tongued, leaving Bi Ming speechless.

“You two, stop wasting words. Attack together. Whoever manages to take this token from me will own it. If no one can take it, then it remains mine.” Ye Feng said, spreading his left hand to reveal the token, smiling at everyone present. “Everyone can join in. But there’s one rule!”

“Go ahead and tell us,” came a voice from the crowd. It belonged to a peak Level 9 warrior, one of the strongest among them.

“Anyone who tries to take my token, I’ll do my best to take something from them as well. Whatever it is, once it’s in my hands, it becomes mine, and you can’t take it back.” Ye Feng smiled. “With so many people here, I’m not afraid of anyone denying it. If anyone wants to challenge me, step forward. The loser must accept it without complaint.”

“Then I’ll see just how strong you really are!” Bi Ming, who had first provoked Ye Feng, suddenly pushed hard with his feet and appeared right in front of Ye Feng.

The two fists shot forth at Ye Feng with tremendous force. Purple lightning coiled around them, and as they rushed forward, faint thunderous roars could be heard in the sky. Ye Feng focused his gaze and saw that those fists carried an eighth-level divine technique dominated by the lightning-based destructive power. Such a technique level was considered decent among ninth-level experts, but in Ye Feng’s eyes, it was somewhat insufficient.

Ye Feng suddenly raised his right hand, which held the sword, and a massive sword energy burst forth from the tip of the sword. He didn’t use his full strength in this move; instead, the Dominant Sword Path’s fusion technique at around 120th level collided head-on with the opponent’s attack. As the sword energy appeared, a heavy aura spread throughout the space, causing everyone present to narrow their eyes. A fusion technique at 120th level was even beyond most experts who had reached the tenth level.

With an overwhelming force, the sword energy struck Bi Ming’s fists. “Crack…” There was no loud explosion—only the sound of breaking bones. Bi Ming spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward. Those with keen eyes could see that Bi Ming’s arms were severely swollen, with bones even piercing through his skin.

Ye Feng, however, remained standing in place, not moving an inch. Somehow, a storage ring appeared in his hand. He played with it in front of everyone before throwing it back into his own storage ring. With a technique at 120th level launched with lightning-fast speed, Ye Feng truly stunned many people. Among those present, few had a technique fusion level exceeding 100, let alone 120.

“Do you really think that a technique at 120th level has no opponent?” At that moment, a peak ninth-level expert stepped forward. His formidable aura made Ye Feng raise his eyebrows slightly.