Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The Ten Thousand Demons Heavenly Refining Array was instantly activated, but the array that was destroyed by the High Priest only lasted for a moment before dissipating, the long spear easily pierced through the demon pavilion.    

"Rumble!"    

The World Exterminating Spear bloomed with a monstrous Devil Qi. The terrifying pressure seemed to collapse the sky, and a scene similar to the apocalypse appeared in front of Ye Feng and the other heaven's pride experts. The vast and mighty devil might caused them to feel despair.    

"This is bad!"    

Upon seeing this, Kong Zhankong's heart sank.    

Now, even if he brought Ye Feng to the High Priest, it would be too late.    

"Will my Monster Pavilion truly be destroyed today?"    

Kong Lie tightly clenched his fist, but then loosened it. Facing Mo Wutian who was at the eighth level of God Stage, he felt powerless.    

"Shen Feng, I'll take you with me right now."    

Kong Lie suddenly looked at Ye Feng. His face was as heavy as water and his voice was hoarse.    

"Alright."    

Ye Feng also realized that the situation was critical. It was already too late to save the High Priest, so he would not make a futile attempt.    

Just when Kong Lie reached out his hand towards Ye Feng to take him out of the demon pavilion, Mo Wuji had already rushed into the building.    

An incomparably violent devilish might filled the entire Demon Pavilion. Mo Wuji's killing intent boiled as his eyes swept across every corner of the Demon Pavilion like lightning.    

"The murderer of my child! "Get out here!"    

"We're doomed..."    

The corners of Kong Lie's mouth curled up into a bitter smile.    

The instant Mo Wuji entered the demon pavilion, he knew that something was wrong. It was impossible for him to leave with Ye Feng under the watchful eyes of Mo Wuji. The other party would definitely be aware of it.    

"Ahem …"    

Jin Zhenhai coughed weakly. He and the Eleventh Divine Guard lay limp in the hole that the spear had made. Their bodies were soaked in blood and they couldn't muster up any strength.    

Today, the Monster Pavilion was truly in a perilous situation. Jin Zhenhai involuntarily turned his attention to the chosen from the younger generations as he stared at Kong Zhankong and Ye Feng.    

"Idiot, why haven't you left yet?"    

Jin Zhenhai was incomparably disappointed.    

He valued Ye Feng greatly, so he wanted to protect Ye Feng, but there was no chance for him to do so now. It was impossible for Mo Wuji to let him leave.    

Indeed, Mo Wuji's eyes swept across the crowd of heaven's pride level experts and locked onto Kong Lie.    

The only God Stage within the Sheng Domain was like a crane standing amongst a flock of chickens.    

Following that, Mo Wuji noticed Ye Feng, who was standing beside Kong Lie. His eyes narrowed as killing intent exploded out of him. He could sense Mo Pingtian's resentment from Ye Feng's body.    

"It's you!"    

At this moment, Demon Wuqing brought dozens of God Stage and devil soul clan members to charge into the demon pavilion as well.    

Behind them, the huge flying carriage of the Demon Soul Clan broke through the walls of the Demon Pavilion. The overwhelming army of Demon Soul Clan was like a swarm of locusts that swept towards them.    

When the crowd of heaven's pride level experts saw this, they all revealed expressions of despair. The devil soul clan's stance of launching an all-out attack caused their hands and feet to turn cold, and they lost all will to fight.    

"Get over here for me!"    

Mo Wuji aimed at Ye Feng and clenched his fist. A myriad of Devil Qi gathered in his palm and a vortex appeared like a black hole, about to suck Ye Feng in.    

"Don't even think about hurting him with me around!"    

Kong Lie's heart sank, and a purple Longsword appeared in his hand. The Longsword stabbed out with a mighty sword aura that engulfed the entire area, as if it wanted to cut through the vortex in Mo Wuji's palm.    

"You're courting death!"    

Mo Wuji hated Ye Feng to the bones. Seeing Kong Lie did not dare to stop him, a cold light flashed in his eyes as he shot out two beams of devilish light.    

The demonic light pierced through the void, instantly piercing through Kong Shikong's body. He didn't even have the time to react before his body was pierced by the demonic light.    

"Puchi!"    

Kong Lie was sent flying. There were two large holes in his chest, and he looked very scary. He smashed into the wall, and if it wasn't for the fact that he dodged the two attacks at the critical moment, his body would have collapsed by now.    

The eighth level of God Stage was terrifying, and against a third level of God Stage like Kong Zhankong, it was simply something one could easily destroy.    

All of the God Stage experts in the Demon Pavilion were injured by Mo Wutian and they no longer had the power to fight. They were only left with the realm of sage and they had no way of resisting the devil soul clan.    

The situation made people despair. Ye Feng frowned deeply as he realized that he was in a great crisis. He was practically doomed.    

"I want you dead!"    

Mo Wuji looked at Ye Feng again. This time, he did not plan to grab Ye Feng by his side. Instead, his figure flashed and he disappeared.    

The next moment, Mo Wuji appeared in front of Ye Feng out of thin air. His speed was too fast and he did not give Ye Feng any chance to react.    

"We're doomed..."    

As he looked at Mo Wuji's killing intent that was like an abyss and felt his vast and terrifying power, Ye Feng's body stiffened. Under his pressure, even moving his fingers became a dream.    

Seeing that he was about to be held in the palm of Mo Wuji's hand, Ye Feng's back was covered in cold sweat.    

"Shameless devil race, you dare to come here and act presumptuously!"    

Following the sound of furious roars, a terrifying pressure swept out, enveloping the entire area within a radius of ten million miles.    

A demonic aura suddenly appeared in front of Mo Wuji like the light of heavenly retribution.    

Mo Wuji's pupils constricted. He did not have time to deal with Ye Feng, so he quickly retracted his palm and threw a palm attack over.    

"Bam!"    

Mo Wutian's body trembled violently as he was sent flying backwards. His palm had already been penetrated, and a large amount of demonic blood flowed out from the deep bloody hole.    

The drop of demonic blood was still in the air, and before it even landed on the ground, it turned into sinister looking devils. Their eyes were scarlet red and their killing intent was berserk.    

This was the power of God Stage. A single drop of blood contained a boundless amount of vitality, and with the cultivation of the eighth level of the devilish heaven's God Stage, even a single drop of his blood contained an enormous amount of power.    

"The High Priest …"    

Mo Wuji steadied his body, but his eyes were locked on the position behind Ye Feng. He felt an aura that he was extremely afraid of.    

Under the circumstances of being killed, Ye Feng's stiff body recovered and his face suddenly turned pale. He panted heavily as he followed Mo Wuji's gaze and turned around.    

He wore a navy blue robe, and his elegant long hair fluttered behind him. The High Priest stood in the air as he leisurely walked over, as if he was an immortal exiled from the mortal world, attracting everyone's gazes the moment he appeared.    

"The High Priest! The High Priest!"    

"The High Priest has come out, these devil souls are finished!"    

"Hahaha, Devil Cub and the others dare to be impudent in my Monster Pavilion! You are courting death!"    

The appearance of the High Priest wiped away the despair in the hearts of the other Chosen. They were incredibly excited, and were shouting excitedly.    

Seeing that the High Priest had saved Ye Feng, Kong Zhankong was also relieved. He was completely at ease and focused on dealing with the injuries caused by Mo Wuji.    

Jin Zhenhai and the other eleven guardians saw the High Priest appear. Their eyes were filled with suspicion, but at the same time, they regained their courage and struggled to stand up from the crater.    

At this time, the High Priest that forced Mo Wuji to retreat had already walked in front of the crowd of heaven's pride level experts and was now facing them.    

"Devil Wu Tian, you're so arrogant! How dare you attack the Demon Pavilion?! Do you want the Devil Soul Clan to be annihilated?!"    

The High Priest looked coldly at Mo Wuji. His tone was calm, but his words were overbearing. He did not give Mo Wuji the slightest bit of face.    

As he looked at the High Priest, Mo Wutian's eyes narrowed. According to the intelligence report, the High Priest had gone berserk. He was in a dangerous situation and might even perish.    

But now, the High Priest did not seem to have gone berserk. The aura he released made him feel even more fear.    

"You demi-humans killed my son and now you want me to come to the Spirit Demon Pavilion to demand an explanation?... "Can't I?"    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]