Qiankun Gourd

After retreating, Ye Feng found a deserted place and began to meditate.

During this several years of seclusion, Ye Feng's cultivation level was raised from the fifth-level Divine Lord realm to the peak of the sixth-level Divine Lord realm.

During these years, the two sides fought several major wars, but Ye Feng did not participate in any of them. Even if he did not participate, no one would know about it because many people died in the wars, including his boss Xu Danian.

He had just come out of retreat and had participated in the war. This time he went straight to kill the seventh-level God of the God Clan.

After his cultivation reached the sixth-level Divine Lord, the seventh-level Divine Lord was no longer his match.

Ye Feng fought with the seventh-rank god of the God Clan for only one hour before he killed him and took away his Nascent Soul and storage artifacts.

Afterwards, he was chased by an eighth-level god of the God Clan. Ye Feng did not fight him head-on, but turned around and fled. However, the eighth-level god of the God Clan chased him relentlessly and vowed to kill him.

Ye Feng stopped only after running for dozens of miles, and the eighth-level God of the God Clan just happened to be chasing him.

He turned around, and his third eye opened and shot out a nine-colored light, which instantly pierced through the throat of the eighth-level God of the God Clan. The eighth-level God groaned and died on the spot. Both the Nascent Soul and the storage artifact were collected by Ye Feng.

He adopted the same strategy and killed three eighth-level God-lord cultivators in succession before returning to the battlefield.

Next, he continued to kill those first-level, second-level, third-level...fifth-level gods, helping Wangcai and Ziyun Leihuo Beast to improve their cultivation.

After killing enough gods, he returned to the cave and continued his retreat.

After being in seclusion for more than ten years, his cultivation level was directly raised to the eighth level of God Lord.

The cultivation of Wangcai and Ziyun Leihuo Beast has also been upgraded to the fifth-level Divine Lord realm.

And Hu Ling'er's cultivation has recovered to the fifth-level Divine Emperor realm.

When he came out, he found that the war was over, but he didn't know when it ended.

He immediately wanted to settle the score with Xiao Lei from the 38th branch hall.

Putting on the mask, he turned into a beam of light and flew to the 38th branch of the Samsara Temple.

After making inquiries from many sources, it was discovered that Xiao Lei was seriously injured in the battle and was currently practicing in seclusion.

Ye Feng had no intention of showing mercy, so he went straight to his cave and killed him on the spot.

After killing Xiao Lei, Ye Feng returned to Wuxia City, and at this time Wuxia City had already changed its protector.

The matter is simple. He hasn't come back for so many years and everyone thought he had died.

But he was not angry. With his strength and cultivation, there was no problem for him to be the master of a branch hall.

After returning to the city, he heard about the truce between the Lingxiao Temple and the five major temples.

This battle lasted for twenty to thirty years, and both sides lost a large number of disciples and were seriously injured. In the end, the war ended with Lingxiao Temple agreeing to no longer draw incense from the five branch temples.

And promised that from now on the Zixiao Temple would live in harmony with the five major temples.

In order to quickly restore their strength, the six major temples vigorously recruited talents, filled in the gaps, and promoted the strong to the top and demoted the weak to the bottom.

The news of the murder of Xiao Lei from the 38th Branch spread quickly, but the Samsara Branch did not take any action to find the murderer.

However, even if they couldn't find him, it would be better to choose someone with stronger strength to be the master of the 38th branch hall.

Therefore, the Samsara Branch Hall ordered that a martial arts competition be held in the 38th Branch Hall, and the winner would serve as the master of the 38th Branch Hall.

After Ye Feng knew this, he left Wuxia City and went to the 38th branch hall.

Many people have gathered in the square tens of thousands of feet wide in front of the 38th branch of the Samsara Temple.

Some people came to participate in the competition, and some came to watch the fun.

Ye Feng stood in the crowd waiting for the competition to begin.

At this moment, an old man in a black Taoist robe appeared in mid-air. This old man actually had the cultivation level of a second-level God Emperor.

"I am Du Sheng, the ninth elder of the Samsara Temple. I will host this competition!"

"The format of the competition is very simple. All Daoists who participate in the competition will enter the space formation at the same time, and the last person left will be the master of the 38th branch hall."

After Du Sheng finished speaking, a huge space magic array appeared in the sky.

"Alright, fellow Taoists who want to participate in the competition can enter now."

Hearing this, figures flew out and entered the space formation.

Ye Feng finally flew in and found that all those who participated in the competition were cultivators at the ninth-level Divine Lord level, and there were about a dozen people in total.

"The competition begins!" Du Sheng gave the order.

Everyone in the magic circle took out their own magic weapons and started fighting. Because Ye Feng had the lowest cultivation level, no one took him seriously. Even the audience below were not surprised to see this scene.

He had the lowest cultivation level, so he was naturally ignored by everyone. As long as he defeated the others, his eighth-level God Lord realm would be insignificant.

Some people even mocked Ye Feng for overestimating his own abilities. They said that they were all at the ninth level of Divine Lord, and you, an eighth level Divine Lord, dared to participate in the competition. Aren't you courting death?

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng smiled slightly, found a safe place to hide, and watched the others fighting desperately.

"this..."

The ninth elder Du Sheng smiled bitterly when he saw this scene.

While others were fighting enthusiastically, he was just standing there watching.

All the other people in the formation were at the ninth level of Divine Lord Realm. After fighting for several hours, there was no winner. Finally, they split into two groups and started fighting each other.

One group defeated the other, and that group split into two groups, which then started fighting each other for several hours.

Only a scarred man in blue robe and Ye Feng were left in the space formation.

"My fellow Taoist, do you want to get out by yourself, or do you want me to beat you out?"

Ye Feng smiled slightly.

"You are so arrogant. With your eighth-level Divine Lord cultivation, you are not capable of making me withdraw voluntarily, right?"

The big man in blue robe flashed and swung his fist towards Ye Feng.

The people below felt that this was fair. An injured ninth-level Divine Lord was more than capable of defeating an eighth-level Divine Lord.

But they never expected that before the purple-robed man could get close to Ye Feng, a huge golden statue appeared behind Ye Feng, and the golden statue punched the purple-robed man.

Bang!

The fist of the purple-robed man collided with the fist of the golden statue. The purple-robed man spat out a mouthful of blood and was knocked away. With a bang, he hit the edge of the magic circle.

The appearance of this scene shocked everyone.

Even if the purple-robed man was injured, he couldn't be defeated so easily, right?

"Thank you for giving in?" Ye Feng smiled slightly.

"Okay, leave your name if you have the guts!" The purple-robed man got up, somewhat unwilling to accept it, but he was no longer able to fight.

"Ye Feng!" Ye Feng said without hiding anything.

"Good job, Ye Feng. Just wait and see!" The purple-robed man flew out of the space formation.

The Ninth Elder Du Sheng did not expect that the final winner would be an eighth-rank Divine Lord cultivator, but since it had already happened, he could not say anything.

"This Fellow Daoist Ye will be the master of the 38th branch hall from today on." The ninth elder Du Sheng announced immediately.