Chapter 4778: The Remnant Soul of the Holy Demon

"No spirit?"

Ye Feng suddenly understood, no wonder that whether they were ferocious beasts in the dark mist or monsters in the underground world, their cultivation levels were average, and the strongest could only reach the airbender realm.

All this is because there is no spiritual energy. Regardless of whether they are ferocious beasts or monsters, their bloodline is very strong, and they can easily cultivate to the martial spirit realm in the outside world.

But in an environment without spiritual energy, they can only rely on the power of their bloodline to cultivate to the airbender realm and cannot go any further.

"Is the disappearance of the spiritual energy here also because of the huge formation?"

Ye Feng couldn't help but think of the battlefield formation of hundreds of demons that he had destroyed. This formation caused a terrible accident and caused the destruction of hundreds of demon tribes. It was obvious that there was some secret behind it.

Just thinking about it, Ye Feng couldn't come to a conclusion. In the end, he could only shake his head and give up his random speculation.

Then, Ye Feng sneaked into the underground world and began to search for the holy fairy blood.

Because Ye Feng hides in the void and hides his figure, these demon clans, whose strength is only at the airbender level at most, cannot detect Ye Feng's existence. They all continue to do their own things.

Ye Feng walked around and observed the surroundings, and found that the underground world was not very big, there was only one city, and all the demon clans lived in this city, which is where Ye Feng was.

Of course, this city is not small, housing hundreds of thousands of monsters, and tall buildings stand in the city.

The most conspicuous thing is a high tower, which is the tallest building in the city and the most luxurious. It is made entirely of white jade and reaches straight to the sky.

When Ye Feng came to the tower, he saw many monsters paying homage to the tower with pious expressions. There were also some monsters wearing white robes with peaceful faces and compassionate eyes standing in the tower to bless the monsters.

With just one glance, Ye Feng made his own judgment. This tower should represent a group of beliefs or religions, and these white-robed monsters should be missionaries.

Later, Ye Feng saw a tall and majestic statue in the tower. The statue looked very handsome, like a human scholar. If it weren't for the pair of broad wings behind him, Ye Feng would have mistaken him for a human.

"Is this the demon they believe in?"

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes. He had a hunch that the blood of the holy fairy was likely to be in the tower.

Ye Feng couldn't understand the language of the demon clan, and he didn't know what these demon clan were talking about. He directly entered the tower invisibly.

There was a white jade staircase inside the tower. Ye Feng immediately climbed up the stairs and headed towards the upper level of the tower.

Along the way, Ye Feng met more and more tower missionaries, from white robes to blue robes and gold robes.

This golden-robed tower missionary has reached the ninth level of Qi Zong. In this world without spiritual energy, his bloodline is obviously very extraordinary. If placed in the outside world, he would at least be able to cultivate to the high level of martial arts and be considered a figure.

The golden-robed missionary was what Ye Feng saw at the top of the tower. What Ye Feng didn't expect was that while he was clearly hiding in the void, the golden-robed missionary was heading towards his location just as the master found him. It seems.

"Um?"

The golden-robed missionary frowned and spoke a demonic language that Ye Feng could not understand, but the doubts in his tone were very obvious.

Immediately, the golden-robed missionary stepped towards Ye Feng. Ye Feng's heart tightened because he did not want to expose his existence.

If the golden-robed missionary really found him, he could only take some emergency measures. It was not necessary to kill the golden-robed missionary, but at least he had to knock him unconscious and erase the memory of having seen him.

Just as the golden-robed missionary was getting closer and closer to Ye Feng, and when Ye Feng was about to take action, a calm voice sounded out of thin air.

"You didn't find anything, go do your thing."

Hearing this voice, Ye Feng's expression changed slightly, and he quickly released his spiritual thoughts to scan around, trying to find the person who spoke, but found nothing.

On the contrary, the golden-robed missionary looked dull for a moment, and then he seemed to have lost his memory. A trace of doubt appeared in his eyes, he scratched his head and turned to leave.

"who is it?"

Ye Feng's heart sank slightly. The language that the voice spoke just now was a serious human language.

The meaning of this made Ye Feng wary, and he failed to find the other party, which made the other party even more complicated.

"My little friend, don't be nervous."

The voice sounded again, and Ye Feng was immediately sure that the other party had discovered him and was talking to him.

"Who are you?"

Ye Feng captured the spiritual aura in the void, which was deliberately left by the other party, and Ye Feng directly used his spiritual energy to communicate with him.

"I am the creator of this world."

A calm voice said: "I discovered you when you entered the fog."

"World Creator!"

Ye Feng was shocked. This was incredible. Even though the dark mist was not as big as the underground world, it still required a very advanced realm and strong strength to create it.

The owner of this voice is obviously not simple. He discovered Ye Feng from the very beginning. If Ye Feng has any ill intentions towards the monsters in this world, the other party is very likely to take action.

"It's been a long time since I've seen any living beings from the outside world."

The voice said with a hint of sigh: "I may know what you want, and you can get it by following my guidance."

"oh?"

Ye Feng raised his brows slightly and felt a drum in his heart. He was not sure whether the owner of the voice had any malicious intentions. If he followed the other party's instructions, he would encounter danger. He hesitated for a moment.

In fact, the owner of this voice is obviously very mysterious, and his strength may not be simple. Ye Feng is not sure whether he is the opponent's opponent. If he loses, it will be a big loss to be killed here.

"You don't have to be afraid, I don't have any ill intentions towards you."

The voice came again, "I am just a remnant soul. I cannot give you what you want, nor can I go to see you."

"If you are worried, you can leave right now, as long as you promise me not to harm my descendants."

"Your descendant?"

Ye Feng's heart moved slightly. He guessed that the monsters in the underground space are all the holy monsters. If so, the owner of this voice is the holy monster!

"Are you a holy demon?"

Ye Feng asked immediately.

"I am just a remnant soul of the Holy Demon. The real Holy Demon has fallen for many years, and died together with the Painting Saint of Tianfu."

"What?"

Ye Feng was shocked. He did not expect that this holy demon would be related to the Tianfu Painting Saint.

According to Ye Feng's idea, this underground world and the holy demon are just false history and characters created by Tianfu Painting Saint, which evolved due to the power of Tianfu Painting Saint.

But after hearing the words of the holy demon remnant soul, it was obvious that there was something hidden in it. If what the remnant soul said was true, the existence of this Tianfu Cave would appear to be extremely mysterious, hiding a big secret.

"What else do you know? What is the relationship between the Holy Demon and the Painting Saint of Tianfu?"