Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Ye Feng looked at the strange flower. This should be the Life and Death Flower.    

He then turned to the following monolith inscriptions, which described divine abilities.    

The Life and Death Dao Flower was able to revive the dead. However, it was not aimed at the physical body, but at the soul.    

The Flowers of Life and Death was one of the oddest flowers in the world. It was one of the highest class and had a terrifying healing effect on the soul.    

By comprehending the Flowers of Life and Death, one would be able to learn the Flowers of Life and Death.    

The deeper one's comprehension of the Flowers of Life and Death was, the more powerful the divine ability would be. If one could master it to a deeper level, their soul would be revived.    

"A beginner can heal the soul, especially the heart demons that are born from Qi deviation. They have an extremely strong effect …"    

Ye Feng was reciting the inscriptions on the monolith as his expression became sluggish. The High Priest's cultivation went berserk, giving birth to an inner demon. He could use this ability to heal the High Priest.    

At that time, Ye Feng could ask the High Priest about Hua Ling's whereabouts.    

All of a sudden, Ye Feng was wild with joy. It was as if the heavens were on his side.    

The life and death dao flower was not something that the demon race could learn. One reason was that without the dao flower, there was no way to comprehend it.    

On the other hand, it was a requirement for one's bloodline and talent. One could only cultivate the Life and Death Dao Flower if one had great karmic luck.    

This art was created by the Demon Sovereign. He obtained the life and death dao flowers and comprehended the life and death dao flowers. Only a bloodline like his would be able to practice this.    

Coincidentally, Ye Feng had mastered the art of Slaughtering Saints. He possessed the aura and blood of the Demon Lord, and was also a Qi warrior. The Life and Death Dancing Flower was prepared for him.    

Gazing at the Life and Death Dao Flower, Ye Feng was immersed in it. He tried to comprehend it and practice the ability of the Life and Death Dao Flower.    

Sitting on the bed in the room, Ye Feng's aura would occasionally rise up into the night sky, or sink to the bottom of the valley.    

Around him, the formless power of his soul rippled. A soul storm appeared in the air, and the tables and chairs in the room swayed slightly from the force of the wind.    

Between his eyebrows, there was a strange and mysterious flower. With a single glance, one could feel that it was a flower that was filled with endless mysteries.    

"Huff …"    

Ye Feng spat out a mouthful of impure air and suddenly opened his eyes. A mysterious flame leaped out of them and disappeared.    

"I did it!"    

Ye Feng revealed a happy expression. This Dao of Life and Death Art was indeed profound. It took him one day and one night to successfully learn it.    

As soon as he finished cultivating, he felt as if a great sun had risen up in his mind. It was warm and comfortable, and his soul felt extremely comfortable, as if it was soaking in a hot spring.    

Ye Feng could feel that his soul was constantly being nurtured and growing stronger.    

This was a huge benefit, and it was just recently cultivated. Once the ability of the Flowers of Life and Death was deep enough, it might actually have the effect of reviving the soul.    

At the moment, the effect may not be obvious, but what's important is that Ye Feng can use this ability to solve the problem of the High Priest going berserk and wipe out his inner demon.    

"It's time to find Jin Zhenhai."    

Ye Feng stood up in joy. However, at this moment, rumbling sounds came from the outside world and the entire Demonic Pavilion shook non-stop. Everything in the room fell down.    

"Bam!"    

Ye Feng was caught off guard and directly knocked open the door and stood firmly in the corridor. Ye Feng looked up and saw that the Devil Qi covered the entire Demon Pavilion.    

Terrifying devilish might pressed down from the sky. The dense black mass caused it to be unable to see how many devil souls stood outside the Demon Pavilion. The demon soul carriages that were floating in the air were constantly approaching.    

"This …"    

Ye Feng's pupils shrank, the devil soul clan actually came!    

Did they know that the High Priest had gone berserk?    

Obviously, there were spies within the demon pavilion.    

This was also something that Jin Zhenhai and the others were worried about.    

The Monster Pavilion was huge, and there were so many Monster race members living here. It was normal for one or two of them to have ulterior motives.    

"This is troublesome..."    

Ye Feng's expression was serious and he clenched his fists. If he did not successfully cultivate the Life and Death Flower, he would have chosen to escape immediately.    

However, Ye Feng hesitated as he had a way to deal with the High Priest's Qi deviation. He did not know anyone else besides the High Priest who could help him find Hua Ling.    

If he left just like that, the High Priest would fall into the hands of the Demon Soul Clan, and no one would be able to help him search for Hua Ling. That would be troublesome.    

"Wait a little longer, there might be a chance."    

Ye Feng forced himself to calm down. Soon after, he saw majestic silhouettes soaring up into the sky like a sun.    

"Devil Wu Tian! What are you doing! "    

Jin Zhenhai's cold eyes appeared in the sky. Beside him stood the 11 Divine Protectors, all of them had solemn expressions on their faces.    

"What for?"    

A dignified voice rang out from within the Demon Soul Clan. The tall and imposing Mo Wutian appeared in front of all the demons.    

At that moment, Mo Wuji's eyes were glowing with a golden light, looking extremely cold. As his gaze landed on someone, they would feel a piercing pain on their skin and even their soul would be harmed.    

"Where is Young Master Feng? Let him stand up! "    

As Most Powerful Martial Cultivator, who had a cultivation base at the eighth level, Mo Wuji did not care about Jin Zhenhai and the other guardians. The corners of his mouth hooked up into a cold smile.    

"He killed my beloved son, and paid for it with blood. It is a matter of course. The Demon Pavilion protected him, and they violated the dignity of my Demon Soul clan. They will pay the price!"    

Mo Wuji was incomparably domineering. As soon as he appeared, he immediately expressed his intention. He simply didn't give the Monster Pavilion the chance to bargain with him.    

"You said that Shen Feng killed your beloved son, do you have any evidence? You dare to come to my Spirit Demon Pavilion to cause trouble without any proof? Who gave you the guts! "    

As the pavilion master, Jin Zhenhai was fearless even in the face of the eighth stage of the God Stage.    

"Hahaha!"    

At this moment, Mo Wuqing walked out from behind Mo Wuji, and looked at Jin Zhenhai with a mocking expression.    

"Stop pretending! Who doesn't know that your demon clan priest has gone berserk and is currently in seclusion in the Demon Pavilion? "    

"And that damned Ten Thousand Demonic Beast Sky Refining Formation, it's already been destroyed by the sacrificial offering. How are you going to block our Demon Soul Clan?"    

Jin Zhen's expression darkened when he heard this. He knew that the devil soul clan did not come with good intentions, and even guessed that there was a spy from the demon pavilion that had leaked this information to the devil soul clan. However, he still felt angry.    

"Hmph. Do you think the information you've gotten is truly accurate?"    

However, even if the news were to spread out, Jin Zhenhai would not admit to it. Admitting to it would be equivalent to throwing away everything that intimidated the Demonic Soul Clan, and would only bring about worse consequences.    

The Demonic Soul Clan was suspicious. As a powerful and ruthless person, Mo Wutian had even more considerations. These words would cause him to have some misgivings.    

Sure enough, after Mo Wuji heard Jin Zhenhai's words, his eyes flickered as he looked at Jin Zhenhai. It was unknown what he was thinking about.    

At the same time, the Chosen from the various Tribes also emerged from their rooms in the Demon Pavilion. When they saw the menacing Demon Soul from the outside, their expressions were completely different.    

Some demons revealed angry expressions and loudly cursed. They wanted to fight with the devil soul clan until they died.    

Some of the demons' eyes were filled with fear. Their bodies were trembling as they subconsciously hid behind their kin, wanting to hide.    

There were also some that had a deep look in their eyes, constantly searching the demons for that figure.    

"Where's Shen Feng? This matter started because of him, so it should end because of him. The devil soul clan wants him, hand him over, and we can live in peace! "    

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