Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

At this moment, Mo Wuqing crushed the talisman, and with the talisman as the starting point, an extremely deep darkness spread out. Wherever it passed, everything was concealed, and even the Demonic Fire formed by the Thousand Goblins Heavenly Refining Array disappeared.    

Jin Zhenhai could sense that these Demonic Fire were still alive, but he couldn't see them, nor could he control them. It was as if they had suddenly entered a world he couldn't find.    

As the darkness spread, a majestic Devil Qi emerged. It was vast like a sea of smoke and possessed earth-shaking might.    

This Devil Qi even exceeded the God Stage, causing all the demons to tremble. Their bodies became weak, and they were unable to put up any resistance.    

"We're doomed. This Demon Wuqing actually has such a method!"    

When Jin Zhenhai felt the Heavenly Devil Qi, he couldn't help but feel despair.    

With such an existence attacking, they simply had no way to resist.    

It was just that the vast Devil Qi did not rush over, but instead completely enveloped Mo Wuqing.    

"Just you wait for this sovereign!"    

A furious roar sounded, and the Devil Qi suddenly shrank. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a tiny black dot, which broke through the heaven and earth, and the seal that broke through the Ten Thousand Goblin Heavenly Refining Array, suddenly disappeared.    

"This …"    

The crowd of demons narrowly escaped death as they looked at the spot where the black dot disappeared with strange expressions. The demon pavilion was silent for a moment.    

A moment later, Jin Zhenhai's face darkened as he cursed loudly, "Damn it! I've been tricked by this old fogey! This is only a way to escape!"    

All the demons noticed the clue, but it was already too late. At this moment, Demon Wuqing had already escaped, it was already too late to chase after him.    

Not to mention, without the Demon Pavilion, and without the Ten Thousand Demonic Sky Refining Array, they might not be merciless opponents with the seventh level of God Stage, so they had no choice but to give up.    

"Forget it, spare his life …"    

Jin Zhenhai frowned as he turned around to look at his comrades.    

"It's just that this old fart won't rest until he has escaped from death. If the Devil Soul Clan really has a chance to start an all-out war, all of you should prepare ahead of time to prepare how to deal with it."    

"Yes, Pavilion Master is right!"    

The group of demons bowed in response.    

"Also..." Jin Zhenhai paused, and then smiled, "Mo Wuqing said that it was a demon that killed Mo Pingtian. I would like to meet that mysterious demon clan. Please go and use some methods to find him."    

When those words were spoken, the crowd of demons revealed smiles one after the other. They cupped their hands in salute. They were also very curious about this mysterious demon clan that had killed Mo Pingtian to avenge them.    

Since the opponent was able to kill Mo Pingtian, who had extraordinary talent, then it meant that the opponent must have reached the God Stage.    

If it was not God Stage, then it would be the young geniuses of the demon race, and they had such outstanding descendants to pay more attention to. If they could be raised one day, they might even become a pillar of the demon race.    

At the same time, on the Ancient Cloud Island, countless Devil Qi appeared out of thin air.    

A figure with a sluggish aura appeared amidst the endless darkness. He suddenly fell from the sky and smashed into the island.    

"Bam!"    

A huge pit was created. The Demon Soul warriors on the Ancient Cloud Island looked at each other. A general wearing a purple armor lifted his Longsword and cautiously approached the pit.    

A moment later, the general's face changed and he subconsciously exclaimed.    

"Great Elder!"    

After being refined by the Ten Thousand Demonic Refinement Formation, he almost died. He used the Nine Heavens Charm to escape, but his injuries weren't healed at all. At this moment, he was on the verge of death.    

"Quick, find the family's doctor, the grand elder's injuries are serious!"    

At the same time, he carried Mo Wuqing out of the pit and fed him with Devil Qi s to maintain the life force of the Mo Wuqing, before rushing towards the palace.    

As for Demon Wuqing, he was still conscious. After glancing at the general, he opened his mouth with difficulty, "Cough, cough …" Big Brother still hasn't returned? "    

"Reporting to Grand Elder, Lord Clan Chief has not returned yet. I do not know where he is right now either."    

His elder brother, Mo Wuji, was no longer here. Without his help, it would have taken a lot of heavenly materials and treasures to heal his injuries. He would have to spend an unknown amount of time to recover.    

"Let … let our clansmen contact our eldest brother and see if it succeeds."    

Mo Wuqing endured the pain and said with a hoarse voice.    

"Yes."    

The general responded quickly and called for his soldiers. He was about to give the order when he saw a figure with a violent and imposing aura flying over from a distance away. In a blink of an eye, it was right in front of him.    

"It's the chief!"    

The general's expression was one of shock and joy. As for the other members of the Demon Soul Clan, they all dropped to their knees to kowtow and welcome the Clan Chief's return.    

"Get up."    

Mo Wuji waved his hand with a gloomy face. He hadn't seen Mo Wuqing, but his figure flashed as he entered the hall.    

Following which, a voice filled with anger sounded out from the hall, "Summon Mo Wuqing to meet me!"    

Seeing this, Mo Wuqing's expression changed. With how angry Mo Wutian was, he probably already knew about the matter of Mo Pingtian's death. Otherwise, he wouldn't have returned at this moment.    

"It's okay, it's okay …"    

Thinking of this, Demon Wuqing breathed a sigh of relief.    

Although he almost died and even used the last of the Nine Heavens Demons Escape Technique, but because of such a huge sacrifice, Mo Wuqing would forgive him for not being able to protect Mo Pingtian.    

Otherwise, with Mo Wuji's character, what he was facing right now was probably even more terrifying than what he encountered in the Monster Pavilion.    

While he was thinking, Wuqing struggled to get down from the general's arms.    

"Put me down!"    

Mo Wuqing shouted towards the general.    

"Grand Elder, how do you get to the main hall with your injuries …?"    

The general had a worried look on his face. Demon Wuqing's injuries were so severe that he couldn't even stand, let alone walk.    

"No, big brother summoned this sovereign. How could this sovereign go in such a state?"    

As Mo Wuqing spoke, he activated the last remaining Devil Qi in his body. He actually wanted to burn his own cultivation and force himself to reach a state where he could walk.    

The general's expression changed and he quickly said, "Great elder, I can't."    

But how could Mo Wuqing hear the words of a general? The circulation of Devil Qi became even faster, and just as he was about to exhaust his cultivation, he fell from the seventh level of God Stage to the sixth level of God Stage.    

"Nonsense, who allowed you to burn your cultivation? Get General Demon Zhan to bring you here! "    

An angry shout came from within the palace.    

Mo Wuqing was overjoyed, and immediately stopped the Devil Qi's circulation. What he did just now, was what he had done for Mo Wuji.    

When the other party was in the sky, he might not have discovered him. However, if he had fallen into the main hall, Mo Wuqing would definitely have been able to detect the conversation between him and General Mo Zhan.    

If Demon Wuqing didn't forgive him, then he could only destroy his own cultivation to apologize.    

Fortunately, Wuqing still remembered some of his brotherly feelings.    

A moment later, Mo Wuqing was carried by the general into the main hall. He saw Mo Wuji sitting on top of the main hall, and he coldly looked over.    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]