Qiankun Gourd

"Ancient magic core!"

When Hu Ling'er saw the broken black crystal, she flew out and landed in front of the black crystal.

"Sir, it really is the ancient magic core!"

Hu Ling'er took the black crystal in her hand and said excitedly.

"Ling'er, what is the ancient magic core?"

It was the first time that Ye Feng heard about the ancient magic core.

"The ancient magic core is the core cultivated by ancient cultivators."

"All of its magic power is contained in the magic core!"

"Although this ancient magic core is damaged, it can still refine 20,000 years of magic power!"

Hu Ling'er said happily.

"Then there is Lao Ling'er!"

Ye Feng was also very happy when he heard this. Wouldn’t this mean that he could increase his magic power by another 20,000 years?

"You're welcome, sir. Leave it to me!"

Hu Ling'er smiled slightly, and her figure disappeared in a flash.

After a hard fight, Ye Feng consumed a lot of his magic power and his body was also damaged.

He asked Wangcai and Shi Lingjian to guard him, and he flew to a huge rock on the top of the mountain and sat cross-legged in meditation.

The magic bead was killed, and the clones of the magic bead that attacked the demons also disappeared, and those monsters were no longer under control and fled in all directions.

"The magic bead clone has disappeared!"

"Friend Han succeeded!"

The six holy ancestors began to communicate with each other.

"Fellow Daoist Han, you are truly extraordinary. You actually destroyed the magic bead by yourself!"

The Demonic Tiger Saint praised.

"Everyone, shouldn't we go and see how Fellow Daoist Han is doing? Maybe he needs our help!"

The Sea Demon Saint said.

"Without further delay, let's go to the Magic Pearl Mountains now!"

After the Blood Demon Saint finished speaking, he turned into a beam of light and flew towards the Demon Pearl Mountains.

Upon hearing this, the others also stood up.

A few days later, the six holy ancestors appeared near the Demon Pearl Mountains.

"Look, where is Fellow Daoist Han!"

The Insect Demon Saint was the first to discover Ye Feng.

"Fellow Daoist Han is regulating his breathing. I think the battle with the magic bead consumed a lot of mana!"

"Fellow Daoist Han has removed the magic bead for us. The six of us will protect him!"

"What do you think, fellow Taoists?"

The Demonic Tiger Saint said to everyone.

Everyone nodded slightly upon hearing this and flew off in six directions within a hundred miles radius.

"Fellow Daoist Blood Demon, don't you have any ideas?"

The Sea Demon Saint suddenly sent a message to the Blood Demon Saint.

"Fellow Daoist Hai Mo, what are you going to do?"

Upon hearing this, the Blood Demon Saint asked?

"The man surnamed Han is now seriously injured. This is a good opportunity for us to take action!"

"As long as you and I, together with Fellow Daoist Fei Mo, take action, we will definitely be able to kill this Han!"

The Sea Demon Saint smiled slightly.

"I have already experienced Fellow Daoist Han's magical powers. If you want to take action, do it by yourself. Don't drag Fellow Daoist Fei Mo and me into it!"

The Blood Demon Saint replied.

"It seems that Brother Blood Demon is afraid. If that's the case, I'll take action myself!"

"When the time comes, all the treasures on him will belong to me!"

The Sea Demon Saint smiled coldly, and then he made a hand gesture, and a phantom flew out from his body. It was the soul of the Sea Demon Saint.

His spirit came to Ye Feng. He saw Ye Feng's eyes were closed, his face was pale, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. He thought to himself: "Humph, Mr. Han, today is your death!"

The Sea Demon Saint flashed and swung his palm towards Ye Feng's crown.

But before he could get close to Ye Feng, a long sword pierced through him from behind.

"ah...!"

"who?"

The Sea Demon Saint screamed and turned around in disbelief, only to see a young man in silver armor and a little black dog standing there.

"Wang Wang!"

Wangcai roared at the Sea Demon Saint several times, and then opened his mouth wide, and a huge suction force swept towards the Sea Demon Saint's soul.

His soul was instantly swallowed up by Wangcai.

Hearing the screams, the other five Saint Ancestors sneered.

"Humph! You really overestimate your capabilities!"

At this moment, the body of the Sea Demon Saint instantly turned into ashes and disappeared in mid-air.

Time flies, and three months passed in the blink of an eye. Ye Feng's complexion finally looked better. He opened his eyes slightly, stood up and took a deep breath.

"Finally recovered!"

Ye Feng smiled happily.

"Friend Han, you have recovered. That's great!"

The Demon Tiger Saint Ancestor, the Blood Demon Saint Clan, the Flying Demon Saint Clan, the Insect Demon Saint Ancestor, and the Corpse Demon Saint Clan flew over and spoke with concern.

"When did the five Taoist friends arrive?"

"Haha, I'm sorry to have made the five fellow Taoists worried!"

Ye Feng bowed to everyone and said,

"Eh? Why didn't fellow Daoist Hai Mo come?"

"this..."

Everyone didn't know what to say after hearing this.

"Could it be that fellow Daoist Hai Mo has fallen?"

"Ah! It's all my fault. If I had killed the magic bead earlier, fellow Daoist Hai Mo wouldn't have died. What a pity!"

Ye Feng pretended not to know.

"Don't blame Brother Han, it's just that he's not strong enough..."

The Demonic Tiger Saint said.

"Not bad, not bad! They are all due to their lack of strength!"

Others also said.

"Hey! Forget it, at least the five Taoist friends are alright!"

Ye Feng said with some regret.

Everyone gasped. Ye Feng could naturally guess what they were thinking.

Just now when Ye Feng was meditating and regulating his breathing, it was not only the Sea Demon Saint who had something on his mind, other people might have had some thoughts as well.

Ye Feng did this to warn the five great saints not to act rashly, because he could easily kill them.

"Fellow Daoist Han has eliminated the hidden danger of the demon world!"

"We are willing to honor Fellow Daoist Han as the Holy Ancestor of the Demon Realm!"

The Demonic Tiger Saint changed the subject.

"Yes, yes, Fellow Daoist Han has great magical powers, he must be the Holy Ancestor of our Demon Realm!"

The Insect Demon Saint said with a bow.

The Blood Demon Saint Clan, the Flying Demon Saint Clan, and the Corpse Demon Saint Clan also expressed their willingness to respect Ye Feng as the Saint Ancestor of the Demon Realm.

"this..."

Ye Feng touched his chin.

"This is inappropriate. I am from the spiritual world!"

"It's appropriate, why is it not appropriate?"

"Whoever said it's inappropriate, I, the Insect Demon Clan, would be the first to disagree!"

The Insect Demon Saint said.

"Friend Han, please don't refuse!"

"You are the Saint Ancestor of the Demon Realm, so the Spirit Realm and the Demon Realm are one family!"

"From now on, the demon world and the spirit world will live in harmony and there will be no more conflicts!"

The Demonic Tiger Saint advised again.

"Well, since all of you fellow Taoists say so, I will do it with reluctance for the sake of the demon world and the spirit world!"

Ye Feng said reluctantly.

"Okay, great!"

Everyone applauded when they heard this.

The news that Han Li had become the Saint Ancestor of the Demon Realm spread quickly, and the matter of sending troops to the Spirit Realm was dropped.

Ye Feng returned to the Demon Wolf Clan and called his disciple Ran Ran to his side.

Ran Ran also did not expect that his master was actually a Mahayana cultivator.

Ye Feng stayed in the Demon Realm for decades and helped Ran Ran cultivate to the Void Refining Stage. Then he left the Demon Realm and returned to the Spirit Realm. Before leaving, he gave the golden hair to Ran Ran.

A magic circle in a space crack somewhere in the Savage Continent suddenly exploded, and a young man in a black robe flew out.

Hearing the explosion, the monks around hurriedly flew over.

Seeing that it was Ye Feng, everyone hurried forward to pay their respects.

"Greetings, Elder Ye!"