Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Not at this time, but when?    

Jin Zhenhai, on the other hand, stared at the High Priest, his eyes filled with worry.    

"The High Priest …"    

The High Priest's countenance paled, and his body trembled violently as he fell from the skies.    

"This is bad!"    

Ye Feng had been guarding the High Priest the whole time. He sensed that the High Priest was in a bad situation, so he didn't rush up against the other heaven's pride experts.    

Seeing the High Priest fall from the sky, Ye Feng quickly made his move and held the High Priest in his arms.    

"Bam!"    

Ye Feng fell onto the ground like a mountain smashing into a demon pavilion. The floating demon pavilion suddenly sank down a bit, and Ye Feng's arms almost dislocated.    

"This …"    

Ye Feng's expression changed slightly. The High Priest's body was actually this heavy.    

Even though the ninth stage of the God Stage's flesh was not very big, it was as sharp as a divine weapon. It was incomparably solid, and just like refined steel, it constantly polished and forged. It was the precipitation of an endless amount of energy.    

When the High Priest was awake, he could still control his body and not release the gravity. However, at the moment, he had suffered a huge backlash. Blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth as he passed out with his eyes closed.    

"Sorry for the trouble."    

At this moment, Jin Zhenhai had already arrived beside Ye Feng. He took the High Priest from Ye Feng's bosom and placed his palm on the High Priest's body.    

Immediately, he could sense that the boundless demonic energy in the High Priest's body had been thrown into chaos, rampaging through his meridians.    

Jin Zhenhai tried to sense the soul of the High Priest, only to discover that the High Priest's consciousness seemed to have sunk deep into the ocean, making it hard to reach.    

Other than Jin Zhenhai, there were a few other seriously injured Divine Guardians that hadn't left yet. At this moment, all of their faces were tense as they frowned and looked over.    

Kong Lie was one of them. Previously, he had tried to block Mo Wuji's attack on Ye Feng and almost died on the spot. His injuries were considered the most serious among the guards. Now, he forced himself up and staggered over.    

"How is the High Priest?"    

The guards were extremely worried as they asked in a deep voice.    

"Not good."    

Jin Zhenhai's eyebrows creased into a square. His injuries were just as severe, and even his breathing was as ragged as a bellows.    

However, he did not pay attention to himself. Instead, he continued to channel his demonic energy into the High Priest's body, helping the High Priest to suppress the violent demonic energy within him.    

However, the High Priest had a cultivation base at the ninth level of God Stage and his demonic energy vastly exceeded Jin Zhenhai's. The two of them were like a lake compared to the ocean, and even if Jin Zhenhai did his best to suppress him, he would not be able to.    

Upon seeing this, the other guards immediately took action, trying to sense the High Priest's consciousness.    

If the High Priest regained his consciousness, it would be a simple matter for him to stabilize the demonic energy in the area.    

It was a pity that the High Priest's consciousness was extremely dim. He had already dived into the depths of his consciousness, and it was impossible for him to wake up after exhausting his mind to just barely get close.    

Under such a dangerous situation, Jin Zhenhai realized that the situation was even worse. The High Priest had forcefully suppressed his inner demon in order to force the Demonic Soul Clan to retreat. Now, because of the High Priest's coma, he was showing signs of escaping.    

Devilish will surged out from the High Priest's consciousness. Killing, desire, and all sorts of negative emotions surged forth like a river that had broken its banks.    

Now that the High Priest had fallen into a coma due to his severe injuries, if his inner demon managed to escape his grasp, he would most likely be able to completely take over the High Priest's consciousness and consciousness.    

At that time, the High Priest's consciousness would probably be suppressed forever by the inner demons, or even devoured. He would become a complete demon.    

"It's over!"    

Jin Zhen Hai's heart chilled. The High Priest was in such a critical situation, and although the Demonic Soul Clan was forced to retreat, with the intelligence of Mo Wu Tian, he should be able to see the truth in the High Priest.    

If the Devil Soul Clan made a comeback, and the High Priest was controlled by the Demons of the Heart, the Demon Pavilion would be completely destroyed.    

Kong Lie suddenly looked at Ye Feng. His expression was extremely serious. He spoke with a hoarse voice, "Pavilion Master, I'm afraid the only person who can save the High Priest is Young Noble Divine Maple."    

"What?"    

This sentence caused Jin Zhenhai and the other Divine Protectors to stare wide-eyed, wondering if Mo Wuji's brain had been damaged by Mo Wuji and he was spouting such nonsense.    

The High Priest's cultivation went berserk, and he used up almost all of the Demon Pavilion's heavenly and earthly treasures, but he still couldn't deal with his inner demon.    

None of them had the slightest confidence in being able to solve the problem of them going berserk, and they couldn't even help the High Priest.    

Ye Feng was just a Saint. How could he have the ability to save the High Priest?    

Even if Ye Feng was a member of the Owl God Clan and his talent and potential was outstanding, the Sheng Domain could still comprehend the laws of space. But the difference between Sheng Domain and God Stage was just too big, like the difference between a star and a cloud of dust, not to mention that the High Priest was standing at the ninth level of God Stage.    

"Don't speak nonsense."    

Jin Zhenhai spoke in a firm voice as he looked at Kong Lie sternly, "The only thing we can do now is to find the Holy Elixir Great Honored Warrior. He is the only one who can save the High Priest."    

The Holy Medicine Great Honored Warrior that Jin Zhenghai spoke of had long been a well-known existence amongst the demon race. His medical skills had transcended the mortal world.    

The High Priest's cultivation went berserk and even the Elders Institution was at a loss. Only the Holy Elixir Great Honored Warrior could possibly save the High Priest.    

But sadly, this Holy Medicine Great Honored Warrior disappeared from the world a hundred years ago. It was as if he disappeared from the world and no one ever saw him again.    

Finding the Holy Elixir Great Master was even harder than finding a needle in a haystack. Jin Zhenhai had already given up all hope and knew that no one could save the High Priest. He could only resign himself to his fate.    

"Pavilion Master, I'm really confident that I can give it a try!"    

Ye Feng saw that Jin Zhenhai did not believe him, so he took a step forward and said with a serious expression.    

To Ye Feng, the High Priest must save Hua Ling. It wasn't because he wanted to help the Demon Pavilion, but because he couldn't find out where Hua Ling was without the High Priest.    

"You …"    

Seeing Ye Feng insist, Jin Zhenhai frowned and was about to reprimand him, but then he heard Ye Feng continue.    

"My Xiao family has a secret technique, and we are the best at dealing with Qi deviation. Inner demons are nothing more than something we can easily destroy."    

These words were too arrogant, Ye Feng actually said that he could easily destroy the inner demons that were at the ninth level of God Stage.    

Jin Zhenhai and the other guardians stared at Ye Feng. When they thought of the wisdom and talent Ye Feng displayed, Jin Zhenhai hesitated.    

"I can let you try, but I want to know, what percentage of certainty do you have?"    

"100%!" As long as I help, I can definitely help the High Priest deal with the inner demons! "    

Ye Feng was extremely confident.    

Jin Zhenhai was stunned. After a moment, he came back to his senses and nodded his head with a heavy expression, "Alright, then you can make your move. If you need any assistance from us, feel free to speak."    

"Alright!"    

Ye Feng's heart was filled with joy. He was afraid that Jin Zhenhai and the rest would not trust him.    

It seemed that the High Priest's situation was serious, and they had no other choice.    

"We indeed need the pavilion master and all of you to assist us."    

His cultivation level was too low, and he had the confidence to deal with the inner demons, but he had no way to suppress the demonic energy in the High Priest's body.    

"Let's go to the secret room."    

Jin Zhenhai's expression was solemn.    

Since he had already decided to let Ye Feng take action, there was no doubt about it. He immediately led the High Priest into the secret chamber.    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]