Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The sound of explosions rumbled throughout the demon pavilion as the howling wind gusted in.    

Ye Feng opened his eyes carefully and saw that a huge hole had been opened up in the Demonic Pavilion. He could see the azure clouds outside and the strong gales were blowing in.    

The Ten Thousand Demonic Bestowal Array from the Demon Pavilion had already been triggered. The runes were linked together, forming an array that encompassed the entire Demon Pavilion.    

However, where it was shattered, the natural laws of the world were all shattered.    

Just a single strike was enough to deal with the eighth stage of God Stage and this great formation had already suffered a heavy injury, its power greatly reduced!    

"It's over!"    

This scene caused Jin Zhenhai's face to turn pale white.    

In order to set up the Myriad Demons Heavenly Refining Array in the Demonic Pavilion, the Elder Courtyard had consumed a huge amount of energy. Yet, they had been destroyed in such a manner. How should he explain this?    

"All of you, die!"    

The High Priest's hair was flying in the air, and his calm demeanor made him look exceptionally fierce. He waved the scepter in his hand, and the dazzling halo lit up once again.    

This time around, the Scepter was aiming in the direction of the gathering place of the chosen from the Demon Pavilion.    

"Not good, run!"    

"Run!" Run! "    

When the heaven's pride level experts saw this, they were all horrified. They roared in anger as they scattered in all directions.    

"Honorable Priest, please don't!"    

"High Priest, you are confused!"    

"This is the hope for the future, please stop …"    

Jin Zhenhai and the guards were completely panic-stricken!    

Although the heaven's pride level experts had extraordinary talent, they had yet to mature.    

They were currently fleeing in all directions, but they were completely useless. This sort of speed couldn't avoid the High Priest's attacks at all.    

Once this sacred art was unleashed, the heaven's pride level experts of the demon pavilion would be at least one-tenth of it, which was equivalent to wiping out countless of their future God Stage.    

Jin Zhenhai wanted to stop him, but he was too late.    

He had just been forced back by the High Priest, and his blood and Qi had not stabilized.    

Seeing how the Scepter's might was continuously accumulating and how the heaven was illuminated and the heaven was destroyed, the High Priest's aura suddenly darkened.    

"Pfft!"    

He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. In midair, under the illumination of the light, it became bright and colorful. The scarlet color revealed a strange beauty.    

The High Priest's aura rapidly weakened, and the powerful sacred art condensed by the scepter vanished into thin air.    

The crowd of heaven's pride experts breathed a sigh of relief and looked nervously at the High Priest.    

"High Priest, you …"    

Jin Zhen looked at the High Priest hesitantly as he approached him carefully.    

"Lord Priest, what's going on?"    

"It seems like, closed door training did not have any effect."    

"Shut up!"    

The guards looked worriedly at the figure hovering in the sky. Their expressions were grave.    

"Ahem …"    

As Jin Zhenhai approached, the High Priest coughed, as blood flowed out from the corners of his lips. He wiped the blood off of his face and looked towards Jin Zhenhai.    

"What happened?"    

"You don't remember?"    

Jin Zhen said worriedly as his expression turned ugly.    

The High Priest didn't say anything. His gaze swept past Jin Zhenhai and the other deities guarding him. When he saw all of them staring at him with flabbergasted expressions, he couldn't help but frown.    

"It can't be suppressed …"    

The High Priest sighed inwardly. Deep in his heart, he could sense a strange voice bellowing and bellowing at him, telling him to start a massacre.    

"Kill!" Kill! "    

The voice from the bottom of his heart roared loudly. The High Priest's pupils turned crimson as he raised his scepter and swung it towards Jin Zhenhai.    

When Jin Zhenhai saw that the High Priest had returned to normal, he heaved a sigh of relief. When he arrived at the man's side and saw the scepter falling towards him, his expression changed.    

"Bam!"    

Jin Zhenhai raised his arm in the nick of time and was sent flying. His arm was extremely sore.    

"It didn't break?"    

Stabilizing himself in mid-air, Jin Zhenhai looked at his arm in surprise and delight.    

The High Priest's God Stage was at the ninth level. If he were to smash his staff down, forget about his arms, his flesh would probably shatter.    

Sensing the strangeness of the situation, Jin Zhenhai once again turned to look at the High Priest, only to see his eyes occasionally brightening as his body trembled in mid-air. It seemed as if he was trying his best to fight against something.    

The Twelve Divine Guardians all watched this scene with worry. The other heaven's pride level experts also noticed that something was amiss.    

"It seems to be a sign of Qi deviation."    

Ye Feng looked at it silently and guessed in his heart.    

The High Priest was in a strange state, looking extremely similar to someone who was cultivating in a strange state.    

However, the High Priest's God Stage was at the ninth level, so logically speaking, this kind of situation should not be possible.    

"The High Priest …"    

Jin Zhenhai looked at the disordered figure in front of him and asked cautiously.    

"Quick, quickly use the Monster Pavilion Array to suppress me!"    

The High Priest suddenly said. His face twisted dangerously, scaring Jin Zhenhai out of his wits.    

Jin Zhenhai looked at the High Priest awkwardly.    

"The Ten Thousand Demonic Beast Heaven Refining Formation has been destroyed by you …"    

"Hmm?"    

The High Priest stared at Jin Zhenhai, and suddenly began to laugh maniacally.    

"Hahahaha!" Now that the great formation has been destroyed, I want to see how you are going to suppress me! Accept your fate, you piece of trash! "    

A hoarse voice came from the High Priest's mouth, as if there was another being inside him.    

At this moment, strange expressions appeared on the faces of the Chosen from the Demon Pavilion. They stared nervously at the High Priest, their hearts swaying.    

The High Priest, especially the younger generation, was an existence that held faith in the Monster race. The High Priest, especially the younger generation, was an existence that held faith in the Monster race.    

If this matter was not properly resolved, it would even turn into an inner demon of the young generation present here, causing great hidden troubles and losses.    

Even Kong Tuo Ling was anxiously looking at the High Priest. His hands were clenched into fists and he was covered in cold sweat.    

"Is it really Qi deviation?"    

Ye Feng wasn't affected.    

After all, he was not a true demon, and looking at the High Priest's appearance, Ye Feng felt that his guess was right.    

The High Priest's cultivation went berserk. Jin Zhenhai and the Twelve Divine Guardians were well aware of this fact.    

They also knew that the reason why the High Priest did not stay in the base and instead went to the Sea of Death after the outbreak of the war between the demons was because he had a problem with his cultivation.    

The High Priest's cultivation technique was very mysterious. When he was training, he would travel, causing his heart to have demonic thoughts. His cultivation had gone berserk, so he had no choice but to come to the demon pavilion.    

This was because the Sea of Death was filled with all sorts of heavenly and earthly treasures.    

Not long ago, the Demon Pavilion obtained a piece of Heavenly Fate Shifting Grass.    

The Heavenly Fate Change Grass was extremely precious, rarely seen in ten thousand years. It was the best thing to do with Qi deviation.    

When the High Priest arrived at the Demon Pavilion, he immediately summoned a large number of heavenly and earthly treasures, including the Heavenly Fate Change Grass, and immediately went into seclusion in the Demon Pavilion's secret room.    

Jin Zhenhai had specifically sealed off the information regarding this matter. Only he and the Twelve Divine Guardians knew what the High Priest meant to the Monster race. If news of this spread, it would cause a huge uproar.    

This was exactly what Jin Zhenhai had predicted, but unfortunately, in the end, it was still unavoidable.    

"If the High Priest is unable to heal himself, then the entire Monster race will be affected …"    

Jin Zhenhai felt helpless in his heart. The High Priest was the commander of the Elder Hall, the leader of the demon race.    

If something happened to him, the entire demonic clan would shake, and even the great war between humans and demons would be affected.    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]