The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 413: Chapter 413: The End of the Trial Grounds, News of the Blood Demon Main Hall
 

Mos Quasi-Emperor, a Half-Step Great Venerable who had formed a Spirit Shadow of his Primordial Spirit, had been slapped to death just like that?

The three Middle Rank Demon Kings were initially dumbfounded.

Then, their faces were filled with shock.

They stood in place, looked up, and saw the figure extending a hand from the cliff’s edge, realizing that the person was a Great Power of the Divine Origin Realm.

“Damn, there’s someone from the Divine Origin Realm here!”

The trio uttered the very same words as Mos Quasi-Emperor had before turning to flee.

Bang bang bang!

Three golden palm imprints descended from the sky, carrying an unstoppable, invincible oppression, pulverizing them into dust.

At this moment, four palm imprints appeared on the ground.

Though they weren’t large nor deep, the corpses of Demon Kings and Quasi-Emperor level beings within them emanated a wisp of smoke, which was chilling to behold.

They were three Middle Rank Demon Kings and an almost Divine Origin-level Quasi-Emperor, who had all been slapped to death by Ye Feng.

“Sect Master Ye is mighty!”

Ancestor Ning was the first to offer flattery.

“Old fox!” the Sect Leaders of the various major sects secretly cursed before also starting to offer compliments and praise.

Hearing this, Ye Feng smiled slightly.

Being praised and flattered indeed was pleasing.

However, he knew his strength wasn’t particularly strong and he needed to improve it quickly. After briefly enjoying the feeling of being praised, he immediately adjusted his mindset and once again became humble.

“You all praise me too much,”Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Ye Feng said softly, looking at the four palm imprints below and said no more.

Initially, he had plans to subdue Braggart King Mos Quasi-Emperor and the remaining three Middle Rank Demon Kings, turning them into the Mountain Guardian Spirit Beasts of the Misty Sect.

That way, the strength of his physical body could surge dramatically.

Unfortunately, the System indicated that they did not fulfill the criteria.

“It looks like I’ll need to spend some time visiting famous mountains and rivers, seeking more powerful Demonic Beasts to include them in the Spirit Beast Pavilion,”

Ye Feng thought to himself.

There were many methods to increase one’s strength.

Recruiting new disciples, Elders, Protectors, Stewards, and Spiritual Beasts.

Furthermore, one could visit Ancient Battlefields, devouring more Unclaimed Heroic Spirit Power.

As the saying goes, even the leg of a mosquito is meat.

The accumulated Heroic Spirit Power from each Ancient Battlefield and Ancient City could help increase one’s strength little by little.

It just took more time.

“Sect Master, has this trial ended?” Mo Ying looked down at the trial grounds below with curiosity and asked.

Following the battle just now, no new beings from the Underground Cavern Alien Race had emerged from the vast spatial gate behind it.

Could it be that they were to wait here for three days?

Whoosh!

A strong wind blew out from behind the spatial gate, sweeping across the earth and lifting many corpses of the Underground Cavern Alien Race. In midair, they formed a fierce and massive face with six eyes.

“Fellow Daoist, you are also a Great Power of the Divine Origin Realm. Why do you disregard your status and attack my subordinates?”

The massive face’s voice was cold, giving off an ice-cold and ruthless feeling.

Staring at that fierce and massive face, everyone felt shivers down their spines, an involuntary urge to kneel on the ground surging within them.

Divine Origin Realm!

The owner of that massive face was a Great Power!

Everyone was shocked.

“It’s the King of the Underground Cavern Foreign Clan; he’s actually still alive!” Mo Ying said with a heavy expression while staring at that fierce, massive face.

As a child, she had witnessed her people sacrifice themselves to destroy the King of the Foreign Clan, leaving her as the sole survivor of the Ancient Soul Clan.

Yet unexpectedly, the King of the Foreign Clan had not completely perished.

The consciousness of the opponent still existed in the world!

“Why should I, the Sect Master, explain my actions to you?” Ye Feng said, hands behind his back, indifferently.

“Very well! Very well indeed! Once I return to my peak, I will command the myriad Underground Cavern Demon Races to annihilate all of you!”

The King of the Foreign Clan’s massive face roared in anger.

Bang!

Ye Feng slapped from a distance, shattering the fierce and massive face in midair.

“What a lot of nonsense!” Ye Feng said coldly.

In the Underground Cavern World.

Atop a ruined altar.

“Roar!”

A roar full of anger sounded, and another fierce and massive face emerged above the altar, its eyes filled with callousness.

“The Human Race on the surface has become even more powerful, encountering someone from the Divine Origin Realm in this plan of ours. It seems, I must take that path,”

The massive face took a deep breath, turned its head, and looked towards a desolate ancient path with a flash of fear in its eyes.

But, to regain his former self and improve his cultivation level, he had no choice but to take this path.

Once successful, his strength would surge dramatically.

…

At the top of the cliff.

Everyone stared at the empty trial grounds, their mood heavy.

“The Underground Cavern Alien Race actually has someone in the Divine Origin Realm; this is troublesome,” Hall Master Liu Ming said, his expression grim.

“Meet force with force, and stem water with earth,” Ye Feng said.

Worrying about it wouldn’t help.

The enemy wouldn’t disappear just because of their concerns. What they needed to do was to improve themselves as quickly as possible.

As the saying goes, one must be strong themselves to strike hard. As long as they were powerful enough, they could break through anything.

Crack!

At that moment, a cracking sound came from the mountain wall opposite the trial field, drawing everyone’s attention.

The massive space portal had started shrinking back down and turned into the original ten space portals, arrayed back onto the stone wall.

Crack!

Another cracking sound.

All except for the portal on the far right collapsed and then vanished without a trace.

“The breakdown of the space portals is a good thing!”

“Indeed, now that only the last space portal is left, they can’t merge anymore. Even if it’s open for a long time, it will only allow those at the peak of the Element Gathering Realm from the Underground Cavern Alien Race through.”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

For the moment, it seemed that the King of the Foreign Clan wouldn’t attack.

Once the Commandery Prince advanced to the Divine Origin Realm, County King City would still be secure.

Hum!

Another sound rang out, and the last space portal began to blur. Eventually, only a faint shadow remained imprinted on the mountain wall, waiting for its revival one day.

“It seems we must have someone stand guard here in the future,” Ye Feng said, pointing at the shadow of the space portal.

“Indeed,” Liu Ming nodded in agreement.

Past space portals would directly disappear without leaving any mark, but this time, an abnormality had occurred. They couldn’t predict when it might suddenly open again; hence, it was essential to have someone on guard.

And that someone must be a Spirit Sea Realm expert with sufficient strength.

“Elder Mo, from now on, you will be in charge of guarding this place. Report back immediately if there’s any situation,” Liu Ming instructed.

“Yes,” Mo Wenshi nodded.

Having ascended to the first level of the Spirit Sea Realm, his strength was more than enough to eliminate any of the Underground Cavern Alien Race that came through the space portal with ease.

“Alright, let’s clean up the trial grounds. This trial is coming to a close,” Liu Ming announced loudly.

“Charge!”

The disciples of the various sects hurriedly rushed into the trial grounds. Regardless of whether they had killed the alien corpses on the ground themselves, they collected everything they came across.

Mo Ying, Long Tianxing, and the others flew down too and took away the Demon Cores.

“So many Demon Race bloodlines, time to absorb a batch!”

Ye Feng selected some corpses of Demon General Level Foreign Clans and transferred their Spirit Blood, storing it for later fusion when he returned to the sect.

“Sect Master Ye, we are very grateful for your assistance this time,” the leaders of the various powers continued their flattery.

“You are too kind,” Ye Feng nodded.

Several hours later.

The trial ground had been cleared.

All the alien corpses had been divided among the various powers, with everyone having good gains.

After that, Mo Wenshi, with four high-ranking experts from the Element Gathering Realm, guarded the place, while the others returned to the surface plaza through the passage.

“To celebrate the successful conclusion of this Demon-Slaying event, I will hold a grand banquet and I kindly ask you all to grace it with your presence,” Liu Ming clapped his hands, and immediately countless maids began to set tables and prepare seats; everyone wore smiles and promptly took their seats to eat.

…

Thousands of miles away.

At the peak of a mountain shrouded in a blood-colored mist.

Here were constructed many ancient temples, each engraved with images of women being forced into servitude as furnace cauldrons, enduring heartless devouring—a fearsome sight.

In some temples, the faint sound of women’s cries, as well as the curses and roars of other cultivators, could be heard.

At this moment, within the blood-colored temples.

Bang!

A burly figure, upon hearing the message that had just been relayed, lashed out in anger, shattering the stone table with a palm strike.

“How dare the Misty Sect eliminate our hall master stationed on the outskirts of the Southern River Basin—outrageous!” he exclaimed, his aura so oppressive that it gave one the palpable sensation of being crushed by mountains.

The many Spirit Sea Realm experts in the hall didn’t dare to breathe heavily and knelt on the ground, trembling.

“Vice Hall Master, please calm your anger!”

Outside the great hall, suddenly a voice was heard.