Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Jin Zhenhai shook his head and insisted on sending Ye Feng off.    

"This is the crux of the problem!"    

Ye Feng said flatly, "If I leave alone, facing an assassination attempt by the Demon Soul Clan would be dangerous, but the pavilion master arranged for God Guard to send me away. Doesn't that mean that he wants to cover it up?"    

As soon as Ye Feng said this, Jin Zhenhai and the group of Protectors immediately thought of the crux of the problem, and their faces turned ugly.    

If Ye Feng left alone, he would definitely be assassinated, but arranging for God to send him would cause the devil soul clan to be suspicious.    

Since the Demon Pavilion had the Ten Thousand Demonic Refinement Formation, it was extremely stable. Ye Feng would be the safest if he stayed in the Demon Pavilion.    

Why did he arrange for the Divine Guard to send him away?    

Wasn't this telling others that the Demon Pavilion was in trouble?    

The Demonic Soul Clan was no fool. Upon discovering this, they would come and test the waters. The Myriad Demons Heavenly Refining Array had been destroyed by the High Priest and could not be examined. It would be revealed after a try.    

When that time comes, it would be the time for great trouble.    

Moreover, even if they arranged for the Divine Guard to send Ye Feng away, the devil soul clan would still have other God Stage to deal with them.    

"Rather than taking a risk, we might as well wait and see. Right now, we can only gamble, bet that they won't dare to take action, bet that the High Priest can solve the problem of cultivation techniques."    

Ye Feng's eyes flashed and said calmly.    

"I'm confused."    

Jin Zhenhai sighed as he felt ashamed.    

He actually didn't think about this. Without Ye Feng's reminder, something really might have happened to him because of his decision.    

At this time, Jin Zhenhai and the Shentu clansmen looked at Ye Feng with more respect than before.    

Previously, in their eyes, Ye Feng was just a junior with extraordinary potential. They had to focus on nurturing and protecting him.    

But now, the intelligence Ye Feng displayed made them approve of the former.    

This young generation did not only possess extraordinary potential and bloodline, they also possessed extraordinary intelligence. They were an existence that they needed to remain calm and wait for.    

Jin Zhenhai paused for a moment before continuing, "Since that's the case, let's do as you've said. You can stay in the Demon Pavilion for now, but if the Demon Soul Clan comes to fight, I will arrange for people to send you out immediately. I hope you don't refuse."    

"Yes, if there are any unforeseen events, Divine Maple Island will follow the Pavilion Master's arrangements."    

Ye Feng nodded slightly, and then bid farewell and left the Demon Palace.    

Jin Zhenhai and the Gods' Code stayed behind to discuss other issues.    

The topic of their discussion had nothing to do with Ye Feng. After all, Ye Feng, who was at the Third level of the sage realm, could not interfere in the battle between the Demonic Soul Clan and the Demonic Pavilion.    

For the next few days, Ye Feng immersed himself in the library. Right now, he could only hope that the High Priest could heal him. There was no other way but to wait.    

Ye Feng was a bit absent-minded as he looked through the ancient book in his hands.    

He had a lot of concerns. If the High Priest was unable to deal with Qi deviation for a long time, or was unable to get rid of it for the rest of his life, would he have to wait for his entire life?    

"Other than the High Priest, is there anyone else who can help me find Hua Ling …"    

Ye Feng pondered. He knew that the High Priest was able to find Hua Ling from the mouth of Mo ZhangFeng.    

It seemed like he had to find an opportunity to contact the people from the Absolute Beginning Chamber of Commerce and ask Mo Zhangfeng.    

You can't hang yourself from a tree.    

Furthermore, with the Demon Soul Clan as a threat, it was extremely dangerous.    

Even if Ye Feng entered the demon pavilion, he was not a member of the demon clan.    

He didn't care about the life and death of the upper echelons of the demon race. It wasn't for the High Priest that he would leave as soon as possible.    

Ye Feng was thinking about something as his fingers unconsciously flipped through the pages. Suddenly, he felt a strange sensation as he lowered his head to look at the ancient book.    

This ancient book was called the Chronicle of the Sacred Family. The Demon Race called themselves the Sacred Race, so their capital was named Holy City because of this.    

Furthermore, the ancient records recorded the rise and fall of the demon clan's history as well as the various great characters of the demon clan.    

The page that he flipped to was about the Demon Sovereign, the invincible existence in the history of the demon clan.    

"The feel of the page is different. It's much thicker than before..."    

Ye Feng squinted his eyes and rubbed the paper. His eyes suddenly lit up and he quickly retracted his gaze.    

"Something."    

The unexpected discovery made Ye Feng's heart beat wildly. This ancient book held a high position in the Demon Pavilion's library, and even ordinary heaven's pride experts were not allowed to see it. Ye Feng had relied on his status as a godly owl to grind Elder Jiao Yuan for a long time before being able to get a glimpse of it.    

And now, the item hidden within the pages of the book must be extraordinary.    

Ye Feng suppressed his agitated emotions and calmed himself down. As he gently rubbed his fingers, the page emitted a light sound.    

The original page turned into two pages, and the object within the pages fell down. It was a piece of jade as thin as a cicada's wing, sparkling with a jade-green color.    

Ye Feng's breathing quickened as he hurriedly put away the jade. He then closed the ancient book and put it back on the shelf. Then, he turned around and left.    

Ye Feng was currently on the fifth floor of the library. Other than the Divine Guardian, only he could enter. Right now, only Ye Feng was here, so there was nothing to worry about.    

When they left the library, Ye Feng greeted Elder Jiao Yuan. The other party lowered his head to read his book and didn't even raise his head, allowing Ye Feng to calm down.    

Returning to the room that Jin Zhenhai arranged for Ye Feng, he let out a breath of relief. After checking the room, he didn't feel like he was being watched and carefully took out the jade stone.    

The piece of jade was extremely thin and cold to the touch. There were many twisted patterns on it, and the patterns linked together to form a strange flower.    

This flower had a total of seven petals, and each petal was engraved with a different rune.    

Ye Feng stared at it for a moment and actually felt a burning pain in his eyes.    

"This is bad!"    

Ye Feng's expression changed slightly as he raised his hand to block. At this moment, he realized that the jade was quietly lying on his palm and nothing had happened.    

"Illusion?"    

Ye Feng frowned and then shook his head. It wasn't an illusion, but the miraculous nature of this flower.    

In the next moment, he saw the jade fragment transform into green smoke and silently disappear within his palm.    

As for the strange flowers carved on the jade, they had actually grown into reality.    

The strange flowers swayed and the dao flowed. A mysterious aura spread out. The refreshing fragrance of the flowers was intoxicating.    

Without waiting for Ye Feng's reaction, the strange flower suddenly shook and charged towards the center of Ye Feng's brows.    

"Bam!"    

A thunderous boom resounded in his mind as his soul felt as if someone had smashed down with a sledgehammer.    

Ye Feng felt a splitting headache coming on as he fell to the ground. His hands held his head tightly as he clenched his teeth. His suppressed hoarse cry of pain seeped out from between his teeth.    

After a long time, the pain in his head gradually disappeared. He was in so much pain that he was sweating profusely. His back was already soaked, as if he had been drenched in a heavy rain.    

"What happened?"    

Ye Feng opened his eyes. There was a hint of confusion in his eyes. He could vaguely feel something flash by.    

When he looked at his palm again, the strange flower had already disappeared. Ye Feng's heart sank and his consciousness sank into it. He saw a wondrous and magnificent flower floating in the middle of his mind.    

This strange flower swayed back and forth in the void, and there were wisps of immeasurably thin roots growing into the void, absorbing nutrients from it.    

The stamen of the strange flower was burning brightly and reflecting the light in all directions.    

Within the flame, there was a stone tablet that was made up of sparks, and on the stone tablet, there were shining words.    

"This is?"    

Staring at the inscription, Ye Feng's heart shook. The first line read, "The Resurrection skill of the Dead, the ability of the Flower of Life and Death."    

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