Peerless Soul Emperor

Arriving at the entrance of the cave, Dong Jingming and his son, as well as Lin Shiyue, all proactively knelt, very sacred.    

    

"Valley Lord, this is the place where the second-generation deputy Valley Lord, Dong Jingyu, lives in seclusion. We do not dare to casually offend him.    

    

It's best that senior Half Saint tells you the news about the Ancestral Master. " Dong Jingming said.    

    

There was a Half Saint expert!    

    

Ye Feng's expression did not change as he said, "Ziran, follow me in."    

    

Lin Shan Yue's eyes revealed a look of envy as she thought, Valley Lord is such an outstanding man, perhaps only that woman is worthy.    

    

Thinking of this, she looked at her figure and could not help but feel inferior.    

    

Only when Ye Feng and Lin Shan Yue disappeared did Dong Jingshuo heave a sigh of relief. There was a hint of disdain in his eyes as he said softly,    

    

"Father, he has disappeared for over a thousand years and is only an Earth Soul Stage now. What right does he have to lead the Imperial Army? How can one hundred thousand Imperial Army soldiers submit to him? "    

    

"Foolish!" Dong Jingming cursed angrily, then continued, "Valley Lord's strength is many times stronger than yours, yet you still dare to provoke him!"    

    

"I estimate that in this Scarlet Flame Valley, only a senior who is half a saint can suppress him!"    

    

Swoosh ~ Dong Jingshuo's expression changed dramatically. Gray ~    

    

After stepping into the cave for over a hundred meters, the temperature started to cool down. The walls were engraved with array inscription patterns, and true qi flowed and circulated within the inscription patterns.    

    

A wave of semi-sage intent filled the air, and it gave off an extremely strong oppressive feeling.    

    

Feng Ziran only felt her breathing stagnate, and the true qi in her body slowed down by 70%. Her face was deathly pale.    

    

However, Ye Feng's expression did not change, and his body was covered with a layer of faint green holy light, blocking the half-step saint intent.    

    

It was the half-saint blood of the half-saint Mu Lan that was taking effect.    

    

Ye Feng held Feng Ziran's small hand, and the pressure instantly disappeared.    

    

"Master, I admire you more and more!" She said shyly in a low voice.    

    

He smiled without saying anything.    

    

A bronze door blocked their path.    

    

Feng Ziran wanted to go forward and ask, but Ye Feng unexpectedly said, "Little Jing Yu, do you still remember Uncle Jiutian?"    

    

Little Jingyu!    

    

He actually addressed a semi-sage expert like this. Feng Ziran felt her scalp go numb!    

    

This was too heaven-defying!    

    

The voice passed through the bronze door and echoed in the cave.    

    

After a moment, the bronze door slowly opened. A strange man with an aged face and a body full of white fur was waiting for them.    

    

The strange man's eyes were filled with tears.    

    

Although this man was strange, Ye Feng was shocked. He did not dare to look down on him at all.    

    

This was an existence that transcended martial practitioners, a semi-sage!    

    

"You? You are Dong Jingyu?" He was somewhat stunned. Back then, Dong Jingyu was a chubby child.    

    

At the same time, the other side was also very surprised. The voice of Elder Cang said, "You are Uncle Jiutian? Impossible, why is he a child?"    

    

Feng Ziran covered her mouth and covered her smile. A thousand-year-old monster, a semi-sage existence, actually called him uncle!    

    

It took a long time before the two of them reluctantly accepted this fact.    

    

"A thousand years have passed! Jing Yu is already a half-sage existence, why is it this aged figure?" Ye Feng asked in puzzlement.    

    

Dong Jingyu smiled bitterly and said, "Father passed away six hundred years ago. Uncle Jiutian is nowhere to be found. In Scarlet Flame Valley, there must be a Half Saint backing him up. After using a secret technique, he became like this! "    

    

" You said that Brother Jing Tian is dead? "    

    

After a moment, Dong Jingyu brought him into a temple hall. On the high platform sat a body full of bones.    

    

"Not long later, I will probably follow my father's footsteps. But luckily, Uncle Jiutian has returned, and there are people protecting Scarlet Flame Valley!"    

    

Ye Feng's fingertips trembled, and he felt a little disappointed in his heart. A thousand years had passed, and things had changed, but people had changed!    

    

"However, if Uncle Jiutian wants to suppress the Red Flame Army, with his current strength, it's not possible!    

    

The number one general in the army was called Zhoulong! If you defeat him, the entire army will submit to you. " Dong Jingyu changed the topic and said.    

    

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth curled up slightly. Submitting to Zou Long was not a problem.