At the moment of breaking through the realm, a tremendous and powerful force surged out from within his body. This was the release of potential that accompanied the elevation of the realm. Yuan Ye was overjoyed. He had just broken through to Martial King not long ago, and now he had reached the Martial Lord realm, and was at the mid-level of Martial Lord. If the previous breakthrough to Martial King was the result of his continuous cultivation and desperate battles between life and death, then this time it was entirely the credit of this precious bead. Moreover, this precious bead was different from other treasures. When it helped someone break through, it would not affect subsequent cultivation. Instead, this bead stimulated one's potential even more during cultivation, and its miraculous effects would be even greater in the future. With the continuous enhancement of his power, Yuan Ye's perception of heaven and earth also improved rapidly. It was a kind of ice-element Heavenly Dao. At the same time, a vast and ancient voice, seemingly real and yet illusory, rang in his mind. "Seven million years ago, as a quasi-venerable, I obtained the Ice and Water Spirit Orbs and became the new Ice Soul Primordial Venerable. For seven million years, I, Zola, have never ceased in my pursuit of the Heavenly Dao. And now, perhaps it's time to take a break. After my death, the Ice and Water Spirit Orbs will naturally separate. Fated one, since you have obtained this Ice Spirit Orb, you are now one of us in the Ice Soul Continent. If you possess extraordinary power and have reached at least the Nether God realm, I hope you can find the Water Spirit Orb and become the new Ice Soul Primordial Venerable, leading our Ice Soul Continent. If your power is weak, I also advise you to give up. Back then, in order to vie for the Ice and Water Spirit Orbs, I witnessed and participated in that war where countless Nether Gods and quasi-venerables fought and killed. That was what a man should do, but you are still too weak." "Damn it. This is the Ice Spirit Orb! Those who vie for this thing are all Nether God level experts!" Yuan Ye's expression changed. He felt that he could die at any moment. Such a precious treasure was too hot to handle. Immediately, Yuan Ye really planned to throw it away. "The Ice Soul Primordial Venerable is nothing great. I don't care." With a thought, the Ice Spirit Orb flew out of Yuan Ye's dantian. Yuan Ye hesitated for a moment and finally threw it away. However, Yuan Ye had already formed a blood bond with the Ice Spirit Orb. Even if he threw it away, it was still his. He could only break the blood contract. Whether to break it or not, Yuan Ye hesitated again. He was definitely reluctant, but when he thought of those super experts and ancient relics coming to slay him, he could imagine the consequences. "Roar!" The little bastard ran over discontentedly, picked up the ice spirit bead, and gave it to Yuan Ye. Although the little rascal was not very sensible, he had the inherited memories of the generations of Snow Qilins. He knew more about these heaven-defying treasures than Yuan Ye. He wouldn't have bitten Yuan Ye's hand if he didn't want it. Yuan Ye himself surely didn't know about the blood bond. "Brother Ball, you want me to keep it? This thing will get me killed!" Yuan Ye looked dejected. The little rascal kept humming and circling around Yuan Ye, looking very anxious. "Alright, alright. I'll take it. You be the Qilin Beast Venerable and I be the Ice Soul Primordial Venerable. Only then can we be equal brothers, right?" Yuan Ye finally sucked the Ice Spirit Orb into his body again and muttered, "Damn it. Let's see who knows I got the Ice Spirit Orb. Come and bite me if you have the guts." After taking the Ice Spirit Orb and having reached the Martial Lord realm, Yuan Ye, in order to ensure his survival and break out, began to wholeheartedly cultivate the Third Sword of Sealing Demons. This third sword was developed based on the second sword. The key point was the power of ice. Now that Yuan Ye's internal tendons and bones were light red, he could naturally emit red flames. And with the Ice Spirit Orb, he could generate ice-cold power equivalent to that of a top-level Martial Lord. He didn't know how much time had passed. Yuan Ye finally slowly stood up. His eyes suddenly opened, shooting out two cold lights. At the same time, Yuan Ye's body suddenly turned into a residual shadow. "Boom, boom, boom..." A series of explosions were heard. With Yuan Ye as the center, all the camphor trees within a radius of a thousand meters collapsed. At the moment of collapse, it could be clearly seen that all the trees were not only smashed on the surface by punches and kicks, but their interiors were also turned into powder. Now, Yuan Ye could wield the power of Primordial Shock with a wave of his hand, and it was even more powerful. Once he used the Primordial Shock Sword, it was extremely terrifying. As for the third sword, Yuan Ye couldn't wait to give it a try. After testing his attack power, Yuan Ye was full of smiles. At this moment, a faint precious light was visible on his exposed and powerful physique. It was the halo emitted by his light red tendons and bones. And Martial Lord level experts were different from Martial King level experts. After reaching Martial Lord, with a slight improvement in the realm, the cultivation level would increase several times. It could be said that after entering the Martial Lord realm, the power gap between experts of different ranks was huge. A beginner master of the Martial Lord realm can easily kill several peak powerhouses of the Martial King realm. Mid-level Martial Lord experts, like Cen Sen and his ilk, were even more terrifying. Even when facing a group of peak Martial King experts surrounding and attacking, they could still leave calmly. As for the peak masters in the Martial Monarch realm, they are already the highest in the eyes of ordinary people, and they are enough to compete with the junior Martial Emperor. The little rascal and Murong Qiang were such peak Martial Lord experts. Today, Yuan Ye had entered the mid-level Martial Lord realm. With the Three Swords of Sealing Demons and various treasures, even in the entire Flaming Glory Mansion, there were few Martial Lords who could defeat him. Of course, he didn't dare to provoke those above Martial Lord. There was a small hurdle at level three, a big hurdle at level six, and a chasm at level nine. Once one crossed the realm of a ninth-level Martial Lord, one would transcend mortals and break free from life and death. Ascend to sainthood and become an immortal. Ordinary people would no longer be qualified to compete with them. Yuan Ye was no exception. "Brother Ball, my power should be able to take on Lin Hong and Jiang Yuanfeng, right? Tonight, why don't we have a big massacre." Under the starlight, Yuan Ye turned his head to look at the little rascal, with a somewhat evil and cold smile. Outside the poisonous fog forest, a few insect chirps were heard nearby, adding a bit of music to the silent mountain forest. The evening breeze blew, bringing a chilly feeling. The starlight was even more soft and brilliant, even overshadowing the moonlight. It was a beautiful and strange night. This night was destined to be a night of slaughter. At noon the next day, Yuan Ye came to the outskirts of the mountains. He happily roasted a tender deer. After eating and drinking his fill, he sat beside the bonfire. His long sword was stuck on the left, and the little rascal was also sitting on the right. At this moment, the sun was high in the sky, and its golden rays dyed half of the sky. Not long after, the little rascal growled. A smile finally appeared at the corner of Yuan Ye's mouth. A few minutes later, the previous green-robed Martial Lord led dozens of people and rushed towards this direction under the guidance of hunting dogs. Yuan Ye could even see the figure of the Martial Lord in the front. "You chased me so fast. I'll take you as the first to be slain. Kill!" Seeing the Martial Lord chasing after him, Yuan Ye suddenly soared into the air. His entire figure rushed out of the trees like a furious dragon emerging from the mountains. The long sword in his hand emitted a dazzling and brilliant light and charged towards the green-robed Martial Lord. The green-robed Martial Lord let out an exclamation of "Ah". Obviously, he hadn't expected Yuan Ye to be lying in ambush behind the trees, let alone that Yuan Ye's speed would be so fast. The sudden change made him turn pale with fright. But countless bloody battles had made him, although knowing that it was extremely difficult to avoid that fierce attack, instinctively squat on the ground and quickly retreat while pushing his palms forward forcefully, sending out a palm force like a surging tide. Although the green-robed Martial Lord reacted extremely quickly, the palm force he hastily sent out was already too late. The intense sword qi had already rushed into his body first. His later palm force became a desperate struggle. The powerful palm force surged towards Yuan Ye. The people behind the green-robed Martial Lord noticed this astonishing change. Dozens of figures quickly rushed towards this place. But when they rushed closer, the battle was already over. At this moment, Yuan Ye had landed on the shore. His left fist neutralized the fierce palm force slashed by the green-robed Martial Lord, and the substantialized sword qi urged by his right long sword had already pierced through the green-robed Martial Lord's lower abdomen. Blood spurted out like a spring, and a blood mist rose. "You chased me for so many days and almost killed me. Don't expect me to have any good feelings for you. Don't say I didn't give you a way out. All of you, get out quickly. Otherwise, I'll start a massacre." Yuan Ye took a step forward, and a huge pressure emerged. "Ah..." A roar came from the forest. A black-robed Martial Lord rushed over like a madman.