502: C502 A Thousand Years of Hatred

C502 A Thousand Years of Hatred

On top of the mountain, looking at the youth's back, Soul Monarch shook his head and said, "What exactly happened back then? It actually injured him so deeply!"0

Chen Yu was also puzzled. He was only an Earth Soul Stage warrior back then, and the secret history of the upper echelons was not something he could come into contact with.

"With that senior accompanying you, you don't have to worry too much. Besides, once this kid leaves our sight, his strength will surely soar. " Chen Yu said.

After a moment, two streaks of light shot out in the direction of the Soul Heavenly Sect.

In less than half an hour, Chen Yu had pushed the army towards the Soul City. The large army behind him was surrounding the Soul Heavenly Sect.

A decisive battle had quietly arrived. The turbulent situation in Lanze Continent would welcome a new stability.

Ye Feng had only brought Jiumu along on this trip! With this genuine Golden Dragon Stage warrior in charge of the formation, it was enough to ensure his safety.

At the foot of the mountain of the Soul Heavenly Sect's Nine Peaks, a group of Soul Heavenly Sect disciples wearing black robes were coldly watching the two dashing lights descend.

The dashing lights faded away, revealing the white-robed youth and the grey-robed old lady. One old and one young, their gazes calm like water.

They were Ye Feng and the old man.

Once again stepping on this piece of soil, Ye Feng's heart began to ripple. After all, this powerful sect was founded by him.

But now, it was going to be destroyed by his hands, just like the spirit materials that were planted by him, they were going to be removed before they matured.

Just as the two of them stepped into the foot of the central mountain peak, the eight mountains around them had already moved in an invisible manner. Even if the two of them wanted to leave, they might not have the chance anymore!

As soon as the two of them landed, dozens of Earth Soul Stage warriors surrounded them, and the Soul Piercing Sword on their backs had already been unsheathed.

Looking up, the disciples of Soul Heavenly Sect were standing on both sides of the heavenly staircase. They were all pulling their swords out of their sheaths.

"Get lost!" Ye Feng said coldly. A vast and mighty energy surged out.

The warriors surrounding them were forced back dozens of meters by this aura. Some of them even had their true qi flowing backward.

Ye Feng stepped onto the Stairway to Heaven. Then, under the gazes of all the powerful warriors, he walked to the peak step by step.

Jiumu, on the other hand, held his cane and followed slowly. Those powerful warriors from the Soul Heavenly Sect could not detect her cultivation level at all. Either she was a mortal, or she was an extremely terrifying existence.

Two of them wanted to stop her, but Jiumu didn't do anything. A cool breeze blew past, and both of them turned into blood and melted.

This scene made the other martial artists tremble with fear!

This stairway seemed to be very long. Ye Feng walked for a long time and did not reach the end.

The memories of a thousand years ago, his body after a thousand years, the countless times he experienced danger after being reborn, the countless times he fought with his back against the water, wasn't it all for this moment?

Only by stepping through this knot in his heart could his martial arts progress further. Otherwise, he was afraid that he would not have the chance to become a saint in this life.

Step by step, Jiumu's eyes lit up. After this young man walked up the Sky Stairwell, his aura seemed to have become extremely strange and restrained. However, it was stronger than before, and it was still rising!

"What kind of monstrous genius are you? Why did your cultivation increase so much for no reason?" Jiumu was shocked in his heart. At the same time, this made her even more determined to protect Ye Feng.

Halfway up the mountain, in a huge square, tens of thousands of Soul Heavenly Sect disciples were standing on both sides of the square. Several hundred elders of the Soul Heavenly Sect were sitting on chairs on both sides of the square.

Among them, there were thirty Heavenly Soul Stage elders, and their strength was terrifying.

The throne of the golden phoenix in the main seat was emitting a domineering aura. Two ancient Fire Qilin and Divine Beast were guarding the throne on both sides of the throne. Su Jianning sat cross-legged and closed his eyes. It was as if he had become one with the heaven and earth, and at the same time, he seemed to have transcended the heaven and earth.

At a certain moment, she suddenly opened her eyes. A dim light flashed in her eyes.

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