C811 Everything Is in Silence
The eyes of several Martial King experts froze. Under the aura unleashed by Ying Jiaojiao, they actually felt a trace of pressure, and their hearts felt somewhat heavy.
This involuntarily made them feel surprised. What kind of cultivation base were they at? How could a Divine Martial expert like Ying Jiaojiao have any pressure on them? This might be the unique aura that the North Snow Temple Saint possessed.
"We know our sins, we hope Holy Maiden can forgive us!"
Seeing Ying Jiaojiao's power, the faces of the other Martial King realm experts turned ugly. Facing the power of the North Snow Temple Saintess, even if they were at Martial King's level, they had no choice but to lower their heads.
These people naturally included Yun Xiao and the Golden Ni-beast. Their hatred towards Ye Feng and the Witch race was the deepest. They wished they could immediately destroy the Witch race and kill Ye Feng!
However, as a saintess, Ying Jiaojiao's words carried enough weight. They had no choice but to obey. A single sentence from the North Snow Temple saintess could change their fate. It was not an exaggeration to say that.
When Witch expert saw this scene, his heart couldn't help but tremble. A powerful Demon King didn't have any status in front of the saint North Snow Temple Saintess.
"Listen up, my purpose of North Snow Jungle is to coexist with humans and demons. This objective is to inherit the will of the North Snow Temple. No one can change this objective. And no one can break this objective. The human tribe is at a disadvantage in the jungle. I don't want any Demonic Beast to bully them. Did you hear that? "
Ying Jiaojiao continued to speak with some dignity in her voice.
"Yes, Holy Maiden!"
Everyone spoke in unison and bowed to Ying Jiaojiao, showing their respect to Holy Maiden of the Temple.
"Also, the human tribes in a radius of ten thousand miles all respect the Witch race. All of you must abide by it. If not, all of you will have to wait for the punishment of the North Snow Temple!"
Ying Jiaojiao spoke again. At this moment, she stood there with a powerful aura, as if she was a goddess of demons, a peerless beauty.
Hearing Ying Jiaojiao's words, the eyes of everyone present froze once again. They were incomparably shocked in their hearts.
In a radius of ten thousand miles, the Witch race was respected!
These words determined the future of the Witch race, and these words came from the mouth of the North Snow Temple's saintess. Anyone could clearly hear the weight of the words.
It caused the hearts of many people to tremble violently. The Witch race, which was once threatened by the Provenance, was now going to become the number one tribe in a radius of ten thousand miles.
Such a change was truly too great. It could be said that it had been thirty years, and it had been thirty years, and it had been thirty years.
Witch Chief's expression was trembling, and his eyes were flickering with an excited luster. His Witch race had stood tall in this land for many years, and it had once been glorious. However, it had only appeared for a short period of time.
In the past few years, the Provenance had been suppressing the witch tribe. It had even almost broken the number one beauty in the tribe, Wu Zhenzhen, and was married to the Provenance, the hedonistic Yuan Kui.
Now, just because Wu Zhenzhen had saved Ye Feng, the fate of the Witch race had undergone a tremendous change. This caused many people to feel extremely complicated in their hearts.
Sometimes, a correct decision could change one's fate. Today's Witch race had verified these words.
"Thank you, Holy Maiden!"
After hearing Ying Jiaojiao's words, the people in the Witch race bowed to the goddess of demons in the sky. Their faces were full of sincerity, as if they were worshipping a god.
The words of the saintess would bring Qianqiu's foundation to the Witch race, and she would become the top human tribe in the circumference area. Such kindness would be remembered by the people of the Witch race for generations.
Looking at all of this, Ye Feng also felt happy in his heart. Wu Zhenzhen had saved his life, and he had also used his own actions to repay the Witch race.
"Ye Feng, where are you going?"
The matter of the Witch race had come to an end. Ying Jiaojiao asked Ye Feng.
"I want to report to the Saint God Sect. What about you?"
Ye Feng asked Ying Jiaojiao.
"In less than a month's time, the Secret Mansion of Heaven will be opened. My North Snow Sacred Mountain will also be heading there, so I sent us. I just happened to pass by the Ying Xue City and met you. "
Ying Jiaojiao said to Ye Feng with a smile. Her face was still as beautiful as before.
"You are heading to the Saint God Sect. We just happened to have a part of the journey that coincides with each other. Let's go together."
Ying Jiaojiao spoke again. Being able to meet Ye Feng once again, she was very happy in her heart. It was worth it for her to worry about him for so many days and nights at this moment.
"Holy Maiden, I'm afraid there is something wrong with letting this person walk with us, right?"
Just as Ying Jiaojiao finished speaking, an untimely voice was heard, mixed with some sarcasm.
Hearing this voice, Ying Jiaojiao could not help but frown slightly, her gaze fell in the direction of the voice.
The person who spoke was Gale. The sharp pupillae of Gale was like a sharp sword. It swept across Ye Feng's body with a cold intent.
Jifeng had already regarded Ye Feng as a potential enemy long ago when he was above the Divine Martial Great Assembly. When he saw Ying Jiaojiao's intimate look towards Ye Feng, he could not stand it any longer.
"I have said it before, my North Snow Jungle's principle has always been to coexist with humans and demons. Furthermore, I was related to Friends before this. Why can't we travel together? "
Ying Jiaojiao's beautiful eyes looked at the gust of wind not far away, and her eyes were somewhat cold.
Jifeng's expression was ugly, and his sharp eyes released a sharp luster. His heart was incomparably cold.
"Holy Maiden, this human has once opposed my North Snow Jungle. If Holy Maiden wants to travel with him, doesn't that mean that he is going against the will of my North Snow Temple? I think that when Holy Maiden makes this decision, he will consider the will of the Sacred Hall."
Jifeng said coldly. The sharp pupillae released an extremely cold luster. His words contained a deep meaning.
"You don't need to ask about my matters!"
Ying Jiaojiao's face was filled with coldness. This strong wind had been pestering her all day long, and now it was even interfering with her private matters. Ying Jiaojiao naturally hated it.
Seeing Ying Jiaojiao being so powerful, jifeng's expression became even uglier but this time he did not say anything else. Since Holy Maiden had already decided, what could he do?
"All of you can go back now. We will proceed on our own path towards the Secret Mansion of Heaven."
After that, Ying Jiaojiao spoke to Yun Xiao and the Golden Ni-beast.
"Yes, Holy Maiden!"
Yun Xiao and the Golden Ni-beast bowed to Ying Jiaojiao. Then, they looked at each other and flew away. Before they left, they glanced at Ye Feng coldly.
Ye Feng didn't pay attention to them. They were both at the third level of the Demon King Realm. Even if he could fight the two of them alone, with the two of them working together, Ye Feng would be completely at a disadvantage.
It was even more impossible to kill them. Therefore, Ye Feng was unable to do anything to the two of them.
The dispute over the witch tribe had come to an end. The Witch race had become the number one human tribe in the surrounding ten thousand miles. As for the Provenance, it had fallen drastically because of chief's death.
More importantly, the witch tribe had obtained the approval of the saintess of the North Snow Temple. It had become the largest human tribe in the surrounding ten thousand miles, and it was now the ruler of the entire world.
All of this was because of the appearance of a human named Ye Feng, Young cultivator. He had single-handedly turned the tide and fought the two great Martial King level experts of Chief of the Yuan Clan's Ying Xue City City Lord, and had even killed Chief of the Yuan Clan. Such combat strength could be considered terrifying.
Even in the history of the North Snow Jungle, there had never been such a powerful Divine Martial realm youth.
This matter was enough to cause a stir in the entire North Snow Jungle.
"When are we leaving?"
Ying Jiaojiao looked at Ye Feng and asked. A trace of gentleness flashed across her beautiful eyes.
This scene fell into the eyes of the surrounding people, causing them to look surprised.2
When did the saintess of the North Snow Temple leave to seek Ye Feng's opinion? Furthermore, the way Holy Maiden looked at Ye Feng was different.
This caused them to have some misperception in their hearts. They didn't understand why such a high and mighty saintess would deliberately seek Ye Feng's opinion.
From this, it could be seen how high Ye Feng's position in Holy Maiden's heart was.
"The sooner the better."
Ye Feng smiled and nodded. Then, he looked at Wu Zhenzhen, who was in the witch tribe, and said, "Zhen Zhen, I'm leaving. From now on, you have to take care of yourself. I hope we can meet again if fate allows it."
Wu Zhenzhen's beautiful eyes twinkled. She looked reluctant to part with Ye Feng. She recalled the days she had known Ye Feng and felt warm in her heart. Two lines of tears rolled down her beautiful face.
At this moment, she could not control her emotions, but even so, she was still smiling. Regardless of whether she could meet Ye Feng in the future or not, she wished that Ye Feng could walk further on the path of martial arts in the future.
Ever since she met Ye Feng, Wu Zhenzhen's heartstrings had unknowingly been stirred. That incomparably handsome white-clothed youth's figure quietly walked into her heart.
"En."
Wu Zhenzhen lightly nodded her head. Tears kept flowing down her face. At this moment, she didn't know what to say to Ye Feng. Everything was in silence.
Ye Feng followed Ying Jiaojiao and the other North Snow Sacred Mountain experts and left, leaving behind a legend.
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