Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The dark green crystal seemed to have the effect of purifying the mind and eliminating all distractions.    

As soon as he entered the secret room, he felt refreshed and clear-headed.    

On the ground of the secret room, there were still many ashes remaining. However, they were all emitting a delicate fragrance that stirred people's spirits.    

This was the natural treasure used by the High Priest to deal with Demonheart.    

He had used up almost all of the treasures in the demon pavilion, but he still hadn't succeeded.    

At this moment, Jin Zhen Hai was sitting cross-legged on the bed of the secret chamber, surrounded by the High Priest. He was trying to suppress the chaotic demonic energy within the High Priest's body.    

"What do you need?"    

Jin Zhenhai looked at Ye Feng and a hint of worry flashed across his eyes.    

There weren't many treasures left in the Monster Pavilion. He didn't know if they could satisfy Ye Feng's needs.    

"Nothing."    

Ye Feng shook his head with an indifferent expression.    

Jin Zhenhai and the other guards couldn't help but frown.    

This brat … Aren't you being too confident?    

The power of the demonheart was extremely terrifying. How could the Divine Phoenix be so disdainful?    

This attitude really made them worry.    

"This is not a small matter. You have to be careful."    

Jin Zhenhai's voice was heavy.    

"Naturally."    

Ye Feng's eyes lit up as his five fingers flashed with a golden light. He then threw a palm towards the High Priest.    

"You!"    

Their eyes twitched furiously, and they were even tempted to make a move.    

However, they quickly realized that they misunderstood …    

On Ye Feng's palm, there was a mysterious and magical flower. The stamen of this flower was burning with a raging fire.    

The flame was very strange. It looked very ordinary, but it gave Jin Zhenhai and the others a sense of calm.    

It was as if all his worries and worries had been burned away by the flames, and his heart was at peace.    

This strange flower was the Life and Death Dao Flower. Ye Feng wanted to use the ability of the Life and Death Dao Flower to solve the problem of the High Priest's Qi deviation.    

As the burning flames of the Life and Death Flower continued to approach, the inner demons within the High Priest's body seemed to sense something and actually began to panic, as a vast and mighty demonic will began to pour out.    

At this moment, strange ripples of energy were rippling around the High Priest's body, making one's heart race. However, when the ripples touched the flower, they instantly vanished.    

"Suppress!"    

Ye Feng placed his palm on the High Priest's chest. His eyes flashed as the Life and Death Bead in his mind slowly bloomed. The flame in the stamen shot up into the sky.    

At the same time, the life and death dao flower in his palm entered the High Priest's body, appearing in his mind in the next moment.    

Boom!    

The Life and Death Dao Flower took root in the High Priest's mind, instantly growing to a level that it could cover the entire sky and the sun, filling the entire sea of consciousness.    

The burning flame from the stamen swept out and enveloped the Sea of Consciousness. The evil thoughts released by the heart demon were instantly incinerated, melted, and turned into nothing.    

"You're courting death!"    

At this moment, an angry roar came from the depths of the High Priest's mind. A hazy figure with bloodshot eyes and a body wreathed in black mist rushed out from the depths of the High Priest's mind.    

The figure's clothes and figure were similar to those of the High Priest, but his face was blurry, like a drifting mist. His red eyes were like two balls of ghostfire, deep and bizarre.    

This figure appeared in the High Priest's mind. His crimson eyes seemed to see through his sea of consciousness and saw Ye Feng.    

All of a sudden, Ye Feng felt like his mind was being spied on, and every hair on his body stood up.    

"This demonheart actually has such a method?"    

Ye Feng's pupils suddenly contracted.    

He already knew that inner demons were not simple, but he never expected that one of the inner demons would be so strange.    

"You want to kill me? "Impossible!"    

His blurry face twisted, and the heart demon suddenly stretched out its hand. Its palm split open, turning into a deep black hole as endless evil thoughts surged out.    

Wherever this evil will went, the High Priest's soul energy was tainted by it and became filthy. It followed the flood of evil will towards the Flowers of Life and Death.    

"Hua!"    

At this moment, the flower petal of the Life and Death Dao Flower swiped at the flood of evil thoughts, light as a feather, seemingly without any power, but when the flood of evil thoughts touched the petals, it actually vanished.    

"Chi!"    

The flames attached to the petals took advantage of the current of evil thoughts, burning and melting all the way through. The evil thoughts and contaminated soul force had no way to resist at all, in the blink of an eye, the flames rushed to the palm of the heart demon.    

"Damn it!"    

The Inner Demon roared in rage, his voice trembling in fear. His other arm swung out, transforming into a long blade that was about to be chopped down by the palm of flame.    

After cutting off the palm, the flames were unable to spread and gradually extinguished. As for the inner demon, his red eyes flashed as he looked at the life and death dao flower.    

"What method is this?" Who are you? If you let me go, and let me take over him, what he can give you, I can also give it to you! "    

Demonheart roared loudly.    

"Humph, a devil like you, what qualifications do you have to negotiate with me?"    

Ye Feng's voice resounded in the High Priest's mind. It was grand and boundless, like a divine manor.    

"The life and death dao flower, all hopes are lost!"    

Ye Feng said in his mind. The Life and Death Dao Flower in the High Priest's mind instantly bloomed and the flames of life and death filled the entire area.    

At the same time, on the other side, the demon pavilion's guardians and heaven's pride level experts chased the fleeing Demonic Soul Clan cultivators for more than a thousand miles.    

Along the way, the devil soul clan had been massacred countless times.    

They didn't dare to resist, afraid that the High Priest would rush up to them if they were too slow.    

As a result, in this chase, nearly twenty percent of the Demon Soul Clan members had perished. Adding the High Priest's Great Solar Divine Art, the Demon Soul Clan had suffered over thirty thousand casualties.    

Of course, only two members of the God Stage and devil soul clan had perished. After all, the demon pavilion's guards were also in a poor state, so having such a battle record was already not bad.    

Hundreds of sage realm experts had been beheaded, and the rest were devils and souls who hadn't yet reached sage realm. Those who hadn't yet reached sage realm would have no way to fight against the heaven's pride level experts. They would simply be one-sided slaughter.    

Having chased for so long, the heaven's pride level and god guards were exhausted. They were no longer suitable to continue their pursuit, so they all returned to the demon pavilion.    

After a long while, Mo Wuqing brought the God Stage clansmen back, followed by soldiers who had abandoned their armors and armor, their imposing manner extremely weak.    

When they returned to the Ancient Cloud Island, the clansmen that were guarding the island were all disappointed and sad. The entire island was filled with gloomy clouds.    

"Bam!"    

And in the Grand Hall, Mo Wutian gloomily smashed apart the jade table in the Grand Hall. He looked down at the submissive and fearful Mo Wuqing and his entourage.    

"Humph!" A group of trash, what did one loss count as, you all actually lost all your morale?! "    

His eyes were deep and filled with killing intent.    

"B-big brother, the High Priest of the Monster race did not go berserk. His God Stage is at the ninth level, we …"    

Demon Wuqing tremblingly opened his mouth to speak, but before he could finish, he was sent flying by a slap from Mo Wuji.    

"Bastard!"    

Mo Wutian looked at him coldly and sneered, "What do you know? If the High Priest had not gone berserk, I would not be standing here! "    

Mo Wuji took a big step forward and appeared in front of them, exposing the wound on his forehead that was slashed out by the High Priest using his shocking Giant Sword.    

Before, Mo Wutian used all of his techniques when facing the world shocking Giant Sword, but he was unable to block this sword strike, so a wound that was neither deep nor shallow appeared on his forehead.    

With the cultivation of the eighth stage of the God Stage, normal wounds would have healed long ago but at this moment, blood still flowed out from the wound on his forehead. There were no signs of healing at all, as if a single eye had opened on the top of his head.    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]