1917: C1917 Mysterious Voice

C1917 Mysterious Voice

This white-clothed youth was naturally Ye Feng.

When the door of the sky opened, a terrifying storm swept over. Chen Tian and Chen Lei attacked Ye Feng together and forcefully threw Ye Feng into the storm.

The storm devoured everything. Many experts' bodies were like Ye Feng, completely devouring the terrifying storm.

As for the rest of them, they were turned into ashes by the storm, even their souls were devoured.

Ye Feng, on the other hand, miraculously survived because he was wearing the magical bead.

Countless times, when Ye Feng was in danger, it was the pearl that saved him at the critical moment.

Under normal circumstances, this pearl would devour all the energy in the enemy's body through the powerful phagocytosis it released.

But this time, when Ye Feng's body was about to be completely devoured by the terrifying storm, the pearl released an extremely powerful energy that preserved Ye Feng's soul.

His body was completely destroyed by the terrifying storm!

In other words, Ye Feng was merely a remnant of spirit body, and his body was devoured by the terrifying storm.

When he thought of this, Ye Feng's eyes couldn't help but flash with a sharp light. He had come to the Dragon Vein Land on behalf of the Golden Immortal Sect.

Chen Tian and Chen Lei were the leaders of the Golden Sieve Celestial Gate. In fact, they should protect these people's safety.

However, the two of them didn't do that. They actually joined hands to harm Ye Feng when the storm arrived.

When he thought of this, Ye Feng's heart turned cold. The current him was the same as when he met Scarlet Sky Demon Emperor. He only had a wisp of residual soul left.

"I never expected that I would actually end up in such a state!"

A dispirited look emerged on Ye Feng's face. Currently, he was just a strand of residual soul that was floating in the endless starry sky. He wanted to return to the ground, but he could not do so.

As a residual soul, he could only allow the drifting positive energy in the starry sky to move back and forth.

In fact, it could even devour the drifting energy in the Endless Starry Sky at any time.

This situation seemed to be even worse than Scarlet Sky Demon Emperor's. This caused Ye Feng to feel a sense of despair in his heart.

He had never thought that one day, his body would be destroyed, and he would be able to survive with his last breath. However, there was only a wisp of residual soul left.

At this moment, Ye Feng thought of many people, and several beautiful figures appeared in front of his eyes.

Zhao Xinyi, Yang Mingxian, Qin Yanran, Xu Wantong. Gongsun Linger. Ouyang Qinger. Lin Rou, Yang Mingxian, Scarlet Sky Demon Emperor, meteor Shower. He Zijian, Loyal Emperor, Yun Dangtian, Xu Yuntian and Ling Xuzi.

Figures kept coming and going in Lord of the Immortal Restaurant's mind. Every one of them was looking at him with anticipation, as if they were hoping that he could return to that familiar land.

However, he couldn't do it. He could only float in the Endless Starry Sky, waiting for the arrival of death!

"Ah!"

This caused Ye Feng to involuntarily let out a miserable cry. This feeling of waiting for death to descend upon him was truly despairing!

Ye Feng no longer thought about it. He slowly closed his eyes. Under such circumstances, he could only wait for death to arrive!

Just like that... His body was pushed by waves of energy ripples in the starry sky. He kept wandering around. He had no idea how long he had been wandering around, and how many powerful airflows had almost engulfed his body.

Ye Feng didn't care about all these. His body had been destroyed, leaving only a wisp of residual soul. Even if he could return to the ground, how could he stand in the crueler Heavenly Domain?

He could only accept his fate!

It seemed like a long time had passed. He felt his mind go blank, as if he had forgotten everything, and was waiting for the arrival of death.

Death seemed to be the release of Ye Feng. Only death could truly free him from this pain.

"Are you going to be dispirited just like that?"

At this moment, a voice was heard in Ye Feng's mind. It made Ye Feng, who had almost fallen asleep, open his eyes slightly.

"Who is it?"

Ye Feng asked subconsciously. He didn't know the identity of the person, so he could only ask.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is, do you really want to be so depressed?"

The voice continued to ask with a hint of disappointment.

"So what if I am not dispirited? I'm just a strand of residual soul right now. Even if I can return to the surface, so what? I can only be a wisp of residual soul forever! "

Ye Feng said with some excitement. His voice was even somewhat hysterical.

"So what if it's a strand of residual soul? As long as you want to do it, there's nothing you can't do. If you continue to say that, I'll look down on you!"

The voice laughed coldly, and there was a hint of disdain in its words.

"Then tell me, what should I do? What can I do now?"

Ye Feng said helplessly. He seemed to be a little impatient. The other party might be the same as him, a wisp of residual soul that was left in this endless starry sky. They had come here to make sarcastic remarks.

"You have to rely on yourself to do what you can. You know better than me, but you came here to ask me. Don't you feel that your words are a little ridiculous?"

The voice continued to ridicule. Every word seemed to be stimulating Ye Feng's furious nerves, causing his restless mood to become even more agitated.

"Maybe you are even more miserable than me. You came here to make sarcastic remarks. Don't tell me you want to find a balance!"

Ye Feng sneered and ignored him. He closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

"Coward!"

When he saw Ye Feng's fearless face, that voice insulted him and said, "When you encounter a problem, you have to find a way to solve it first, not like you. There is a way to reconstruct your body. Have you forgotten?"

The voice sounded somewhat helpless at the end, feeling helpless for Ye Feng's attitude. It reminded Ye Feng.

Upon hearing the voice, Ye Feng's tightly shut eyes suddenly opened, and a bright light flashed in his eyes. His heart couldn't help but tremble as he spoke. "You mean to reincarnate and reconstruct the body?"

When Martial King advanced to the Martial King realm, he needed to undergo a reincarnation. The main purpose of this reincarnation was to reconstruct the body.

The purpose of reconstructing his body was to shed his mortal body and become an Emperor. This was to prepare for his next breakthrough into a higher realm.

Before he turned around, what he needed to do was destroy his own body and then reconstruct it. This was a great test for cultivators.

Many strong cultivators couldn't truly reconstruct their bodies. They would die in the process.

Most of them were unable to complete the reincarnation in their entire lives. Supreme Being Martial King level experts needed to undergo too many tests to become an emperor.

Therefore, even if there were ten thousand supreme Martial King level experts, there might not be one person who could truly complete his reincarnation and become the Martial King.

"That's all I have to say. You better watch your own back!"

The voice didn't respond to Ye Feng's words and vanished completely. Ye Feng continued to ask, but he didn't get any answer.

This made Ye Feng curse in his heart. This bastard had no sense of responsibility. He wanted to help him until the end!2

With this reminder, the despair in his heart just now was slightly relieved.

Logically speaking, his current cultivation base had indeed reached the level of reincarnation into the Sovereign Realm. However, he had never taken the time to do so.

At this moment, his physical body had been destroyed, leaving behind only a strand of residual soul. If he wanted to rebuild his physical body to protect himself, he could only choose this path.

However, the prerequisite was that his spirit body could still take out the things in his ring, which contained the materials needed for the reincarnation of a cultivator.

If he didn't have the materials, he wouldn't be able to do it even if he wanted to.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng hurriedly used his Divine Sense to communicate with the Storage Ring. A spatial storage space appeared in Ye Feng's mind, and he couldn't help but let out a long breath.

A huge rock in his heart fell to the ground.

Fortunately, as spirit body, he could still communicate with the Storage Ring and take out the Items he needed.

After preparing dozens of Superior Grade Source Stone and all kinds of materials, the most important one was naturally the 'transpirant crystal' that Martial King level experts had been dreaming of obtaining.

In the past, when he was at the Virtualized realm, Ye Feng had once obtained seven transpirant crystal by himself.

It became a living treasure vault that all the people of the Virtualized realm wanted to obtain. Because of this, Ye Feng had become the target of all the forces of the Virtualized realm that tried to kill him.

At that time, no matter where Ye Feng went, he would be the public enemy of the entire Virtualized realm, and for the sake of protecting his own life and the various treasures he possessed.

Ye Feng resolutely walked out of the Virtualized realm and entered the even wider Wind Mist Realm.

After that, Ye Feng once gave a transpirant crystal to Senior Brother, Yun Dangtian. In other words, he only had six transpirant crystal left.

Six transpirant crystal. To the others, it was enough for six of them to reincarnate into the Sovereign realm. Ye Feng, on the other hand, was different. He cultivated the Nine Transformations of the Chaos Classic, and in order to become Martial King, he needed to complete nine reincarnations.

But now, Ye Feng's body had been destroyed, and he had to turn around for the first time.

According to the method recorded in the Nine Transformations of the Chaos Classic, Ye Feng started to try it, and he held the transpirant crystal in his palm.

Through the energy in his body, he refined the transpirant crystal bit by bit. Strands of energy followed Ye Feng's arm and flowed into the transpirant crystal.

The light that was released from the transpirant crystal became brighter and brighter. There was a scorching flame spreading out from Ye Feng's palm, and it worked on the transpirant crystal.

Through the burning and refining of the flame, the light on the transpirant crystal kept changing. Gradually, the turning crystal began to soften, as if it was about to melt.

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