Peerless Soul Emperor

"He really doesn't know manners!"    

The officials on both sides scolded Ye Feng at the same time. Some of them even wanted to drag him out and beat him up.    

The young man clenched his fist and jumped up from his chair in an instant. He threw a punch at Ye Feng.    

The speed of a complete Profound Soul Stage Minor Heavenly Grade warrior was 72 meters per second, and it turned into a series of afterimages!    

"Lu Tian! Retreat!" Cai Wen waved his sleeve lightly and a huge force surged out, pressing Lu Tian back onto the stool.    

It was unknown whether the force was intentional or not, but it actually moved towards Ye Feng!    

Lu Tian was sweating profusely, but when he saw that the force had changed its trajectory, he secretly said angrily in his heart: Humph! Yellow Soul Stage brat, let's see how you're going to withstand this force!    

Earth Soul Stage Expert could kill Yellow Soul Stage martial artists with a raise of his hand!    

Everyone in the hall could see that Imperial Advisor Cai was also deliberately targeting Ye Feng. They were all secretly watching a good show!    

Ye Feng's pupils shrank slightly. That surging energy had a total of three to five hundred Duan Soul Points! With his current cultivation base, there was absolutely no way he could take it!    

But he had the spatial domain of Xumi. Within a one meter radius of his body, this was a world that completely belonged to him!    

He could only watch helplessly as the energy rushed towards him. Lu Tian's face already revealed a smile, but Ziyan wanted to save him, but it was already too late!    

A gust of wind blew past, and Ye Feng stood in place, unharmed.    

"What? How, how is this possible? He actually dodged Earth Soul Stage Expert's attack! "    

" No, he didn't even dodge! "    

"Is he still human?"    

In the eyes of those with low cultivation base, they could only see the energy rushing past, but Ye Feng wasn't injured at all.    

Those who were above the Pround Soul Stage Major Heavenly Grade took in a breath of cold air.    

That energy just now was suddenly pulled out by a strange force within a one meter radius of Ye Feng, and it actually went past his body!    

Demon technique!    

Even Cai Wen felt that it was somewhat unbelievable. This kid was unusual after all! Despite being pressured by so many powerful warriors, he was still able to remain calm and natural.    

Furthermore, there seems to be an extremely powerful soul hidden in his body. It is even more terrifying than this old man's!    

Cai Wen immediately changed into a smile and said, "Since it is a friend that Ziyan brought over, then stay together! Child, how should I address you?"    

Ye Feng originally wanted to turn around and leave. If he stayed here, he would be killed sooner or later! However, after leaving, he had nowhere to go. He braced himself and stayed behind. He said neither servile nor overbearing, "Ye Feng!"    

"Good, very good! Are you interested in being my disciple and becoming the Empire's right-hand man?" Cai Wen felt sympathetic. With his experience, he could naturally tell that Ye Feng was extraordinary.    

"I have a great grudge that I have yet to take revenge. I'm afraid I will have to disappoint senior's kindness!" Ye Feng did not have the intention to enter the Soul Empire. According to the plan, he still wanted to enter the Fallen Cloud Sect!    

"You don't know what's good for you. Do you know how glorious it is to be the disciple of the Imperial Advisor? Many warriors dream of this opportunity!" Seeing his disdain, Lu Tian scolded loudly.    

"You think so? Let the Imperial Advisor take you in!" Ye Feng said sarcastically.    

Ziyan frowned. How long would it take for them to continue fighting like this? She urgently said, "Uncle Cai, I will go down first. I will look for you to play another day!"    

After saying that, she pulled Ye Feng and left.    

Lu Tian's eyes widened as he stared intently at the two of them holding hands. He secretly clenched his fists.    

"This young man is amazing! Everyone in the hall was shocked. The Imperial Advisor did not easily praise others. This Ye Feng was really a monster!    

Ziyan found two good rooms and they were right next to each other. One for each person.    

"Today, that Lu Tian is also one of the experts in this Human Ranking competition. He is twenty-eight years old and has a cultivation base at the great circle of Profound Soul Stage Minor Heavenly Grade!"    

Ye Feng's brows twitched as he said, "Why are you telling me this? But looking at his eyes today, it seems like there is a story between the two of you?"    

Ziyan's expression immediately became unnatural, and she said angrily, "No story. Wash up and sleep!"    

Wash up and sleep, how is that possible? He laughed at himself and was also calculating the situation that might happen during the Grand Meeting.    

The rule of the Soul Empire was that anyone below the Profound Soul Stage Minor Heavenly Grade could participate in the competition for the Human Ranking, because some Yellow Soul Stage warriors might have already reached the Profound Soul Stage!    

And what he would face directly was a Profound Soul Stage warrior!    

The pressure was huge!    

Under the sunset, Ye Feng quietly left the Imperial Advisor's Residence. The guards at the door already knew him, so they would not stop him.    

Not long after he left, Ziyan also slipped out. She went into the alley and changed into black clothes and changed into a green grimace mask!    

A strong youth!    

At the same time, Ye Feng also changed into a green mask. He quietly jumped down from the tall city wall and steadily landed on the ground.    

He ran towards the mass graves south of the city with light footsteps, like a ghost in the night sky.    

At the same time, a dozen or so experts in black, wearing the same outfit as him, rushed into the mass grave.    

The piles of dirt on the piles of graves reflected the moonlight. The pale Soul Guiding Streamer was waving like ferocious ghost hands!    

The three rows of black clothed people respectfully half-knelt on the grass, not daring to raise their heads to look up.    

Ye Feng was in the middle of the second row, and beside him were more than ten strong men of the younger generation.    

Behind him were the rookies who had just been pulled into the Nether Cult. Some of them were even trembling.    

What surprised him the most was the row of eight people in front of him. They were wearing purple ghost masks!    

A purple-word warrior from the Profound Soul Stage Middle Heavenly Grade to the greater celestial, below the Earth Soul Stage!    

Just as Ye Feng was deep in thought, a strong and oppressive aura came over. Everyone was shocked!