Peerless Soul Emperor

Half a month later, Ye Feng left the Heavenly Thunder Pavilion. Every disciple in the pavilion had a deep impression of him.

After all, not everyone could create miracles. When he was trying to pass the trial, there were countless disciples watching him every day.

There were even some people who became a Sky Realm master in one go after observing his fighting style.

In the depths of his seclusion, every time he entered the depths of his cultivation, he would think of that monstrous youth!

33 Layered Heavens, he actually comprehended 27 Layered Heavens, leaving only 6 steps to go once. Who knew if he had comprehended it or not?

"Brat, I'm also looking forward to it. What kind of waves can you create at the top of Karakorum?" Thunder Emperor smiled. He didn't know since when, but the battles of the younger generation had already attracted his attention.

Mount Kunlun, in the area controlled by the Heaven's Soul Sect on the east road. This was an ancient, endless mountain range.

The mountain range was covered in white snow all day long. Even if sunlight stabbed into this area, it would also become extremely cold.

Even though it was cold, the spiritual energy here was extremely rich, comparable to a heavenly paradise. If he were to cultivate here, the speed at which he could absorb spiritual energy would be two times faster than normal.

On the peak of Mount Kunlun, there was a black jade White House. There were several mountain peaks of a huge palace.

The palace looked like it was carved from a piece of jade. There were no cracks on the surface, and it gave off a warm and pleasant atmosphere.

Mount Kunlun was an ancient sect that held the responsibility of a battleground between the various forces on the continent.

As the host, it was able to reap a lot of benefits in every duel!

On top of the mountain peak, a three hundred meter wide Colosseum was being built. Even if they used top-grade profound jade and a fifth-grade array formation, most of the arena would still be destroyed in a single battle.

The reason why Mount Kunlun was able to hold the duels was because the entire mountain range had an ancient array of the seventh step. Even a semi-sage expert would be fearful of it.

Not only that, there was also the Old Devil Kunlun, a Golden Dragon Realm master guarding this place.

Therefore, even though the Heavenly Thunder Pavilion and the others weren't part of the three major powers, they were still extremely powerful on the mainland.

The Falling Cloud Sect was weak and had yet to give birth to a Golden Dragon Realm expert. The genius Chen Yu, whom he had only met once in a hundred years, was just a step away from reaching the Golden Dragon Realm.

A flight of Heaven Stairway extended from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. Even the falling of snow had never touched the Heaven Stairway.

A golden figure descended. In this world of ice and snow, the shadows of the two were rather thin.

A pair of jade feet landed on the surface of the ice. Every inch of her skin was as white and flawless as jade.

Even though it was a world of ice and snow, Feng Ziran's body was only covered by a thin layer of green cloth.

As for Ye Feng, after the golden armor was removed, he only wore a flawless white robe, without a single trace of dust.

"Mount Kunlun is indeed a Blessed Paradise!" He looked around and sighed softly.

Feng Ziran pursed his lips and said, "Master, we will win this battle!"

"Thank you for your blessings!" Ye Feng walked up the Sky Stairway without using any Zhen Qi. In fact, even though he was in the middle stage of the earth soul realm, ordinary people couldn't find out what he was up to!

The reason he had come to Mount Kunlun in advance was to find a lucky chance and break through into the intermediate stage.

The two sides of the Sky Stairway were covered in snow. Feng Ziran felt that everything was normal, but he heard Ye Feng yell.

"Still hiding. Do you want me to drag you out?"

The surroundings were completely silent.

Could he have felt wrongly? Feng Ziran thought about it, but she was smart enough not to question his master's decision.

A flash of anger appeared on Ye Feng's face. He stretched out his hand and sucked, and a fist-sized snowball appeared in the air.

With a flick of his wrist, the snowball shot out in a certain direction.