The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

"It's you!"

At the center of the Ice Domain, a cold voice echoed.

Clang!

A block of ice, pierced by countless iron chains, suddenly shook violently, spoke in human language, and emitted a terrifying chill that could even shatter divine souls.

"You dare come here, are you seeking death?"

Sensing the arrival of the Demon God Temple Master, the "Ice Demon" let out a roar full of rage.

The block of ice quickly morphed.

It transformed into a five-meter-tall strange humanoid creature, covered in icy dragon scales, with a pair of deep blue cold eyes glaring at the Demon God Temple Master.

Its face was full of resentment and poison.

"A mere Ice Demon, you dare speak to this Hall Master like that, kneel down!"

The Demon God Temple Master took a step forward and extended a hand; a terrifying surge of air rushed down, instantly suppressing the Ice Demon to the ground.

Crash!

The Demon God Temple Master suddenly increased the pressure, causing the Ice Demon's body to crack open, filling with countless fissures.

"Spare my life!"

The Ice Demon dared not be stubborn any longer and hurriedly kneeled to beg for mercy.

"Spare your life? Ha! Next, this Hall Master will give you an opportunity. If you do well, I will not only spare your life, but also grant you freedom," the Demon God Temple Master said with a cold laugh, hands clasped behind his back.

"Grant me freedom?"

The Ice Demon's pupils contracted.

A thousand years ago, he was suppressed by the Demon God Temple Master and has since been imprisoned here, unable to leave all year round.

He hated the Demon God Temple Master deeply.

But the opponent was too strong, a single hand was enough to suppress him, so he had to swallow his anger in silence.

"Do you truly intend to let me go?"

After a moment, the Ice Demon asked in a deep voice.

Although he did not believe it, he still hoped there might be a sliver of a chance; even the slightest bit, and he would fight for it.

"Of course, providing you do as I say," the Demon God Temple Master said with a cold laugh.

After hesitating, the Ice Demon solemnly said, "No problem!"

...

Above Whitefloat City.

The battle between the geniuses of the two countries on the arenas was still going on.

The arenas representing the Element Gathering Realm from one to nine had basically determined the winners; Mo Ying, Wang Ping'an, Huo Yunjie, and Long Tianxing had firmly held their ground on their respective arenas, with no one daring to challenge them.

The other arenas had also basically reached their conclusions.

Only the arenas ten to fourteen, representing the Spirit Sea Realm level, had not seen much action.

There really were not many below the age of thirty from both countries who were in the Spirit Sea Realm, and although most of them were present, they had not taken to the stage for a little friendly competition.

"Haha, let me battle!"

Liang Wanfen laughed heartily as she stepped onto arena number ten.

Her opponent was Liang Wanyu, also at the First Layer of the Spirit Sea Realm.

"Second sister, are you sure you want to challenge me?" Liang Wanfen placed her hands on her hips and asked Liang Wanyu.

Two and a half days had passed, and arena number ten just saw its first cultivator step up.

Previously, nobody had come forward at all.

"Little sister, could it be that you think you're guaranteed to win against me?" Liang Wanyu gestured with one hand, a landscape painting scroll appeared behind her, manifesting the Mystical Spirit Catalogue.

"Of course, I can definitely win against you."

Liang Wanfen was very confident.

"Watch out, Heavenly Moon Strike!"

As soon as Liang Wanfen made her move, a bright, pure moon formed high in the sky, from which countless white meteor showers rained down, aiming straight for Liang Wanyu's chest.

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Liang Wanyu gestured with one hand, and from the landscape painting scroll behind her, huge waves surged out, smashing into the incoming meteors and shattering them.

Neither side had the upper hand.

"Second sister, your spells are quite good!" Liang Wanfen complimented, revealing her sharp little canines.

Then, the two sisters continued to fight.

The onlookers shook their heads as they watched their battle.

"Fellow Daoists, have you noticed that the sparring between these two Spirit Sea Realm geniuses seems like they're just playing house? There's nothing intense about it at all," someone whispered, unable to hold back.

"Yes, the fight is not intense at all."

"I think they're just playing around."

The onlookers began to converse.

However, some people frowned and said:

"You really don't know the goods. Even if those two Spirit Sea Realm geniuses are just throwing casual strikes, it's still terrifying."

"After all, they are from the Spirit Sea Realm!"

"Don't you notice that whether it's the falling stars or the bursting water swords, they seem ordinary, but in fact, they contain horrifying power?"

"Even Jiang Baige and Heavenly Blade King Yi Zhuang, even if they went all out, might not be able to withstand it."

The genius explained a few sentences.

Upon hearing this, everyone gave it a thought and then all took a sharp breath, becoming aware of how fearsome Liang Wanyu and Liang Wanfen were.

On platform number nine.

Jiang Baige was also paying attention to the duel between Liang Wanyu and Liang Wanfen, his brows slightly knitted.

What that commenting genius said was right.

Even though he was a top genius at the peak of the Element Gathering Realm, he still paled in comparison to Liang Wanyu and Liang Wanfen, who were a Major Realm above him.

"These two sisters are truly of the Spirit Sea Realm, a casual strike from them is stronger than my full force."

"However, if it were a battle on equal footing, I could win."

Jiang Baige was very confident.

...

The sparring on the platform continued.@@novelbin@@

Due to a lack of participants and enthusiasm, platforms number eleven, twelve, thirteen, and fourteen, corresponding respectively to the second layer, third layer, fourth layer, and fifth layer of the Spirit Sea Realm, were almost empty.

On Misty Peak.

Ye Feng also noticed this.

"It seems that the platform battle for the tiers of the Spirit Sea Realm is temporarily unnecessary."

"After all, even the 'Top Ten Heavenly Kings rankings' corresponding to the Spirit Sea Realm haven't been drawn up yet, and even if you win on the platform, the boost to your reputation would be small, not as good as competing for the rankings later."

Ye Feng was somewhat helpless.

But then he thought, if no one fights on the platform, there would be no need to distribute rewards, which would save a significant amount of resources.

"Eh!"

At that moment, Ye Feng looked towards Flowing Water River about a dozen miles away, his brows slightly furrowed, and he immediately began to calculate with his fingers, with a cold expression in his eyes.

"What a scheme from the Demon God Temple Master, causing trouble again!"

"But do you think, by sending out a mere first layer of the Void Break Realm, you can stir up storms in our Misty Sect?"

Ye Feng lowered his hand.

Through the deduction of the Heart of Wisdom, he saw the scenes within the ice domain beneath the Demon God Temple and understood the Demon God Temple Master's plot.

"Ice Demon, huh..."

"If you dare to make a move, today will be your demise!"

Ye Feng glanced in the direction of the Nanlu Mountain Range, thought of the Shape-shifting Beast he hadn't seen for a long time, as well as the alternate identity he used to wander (show off) around in his travels, his lips curving slightly upward.

He felt it was time to show the true foundation of the Misty Sect.

Flowing Water River.

This river flowed past the east side of Whitefloat City, and connected with Fenhuo River, which flowed past Beacon Fire City, almost a hundred miles to the north.

At this moment, near where the two rivers met, a tall humanoid being clad in icy battle armor stood up.

He was the Ice Demon.

"The Demon God Temple Master said that my task is to act as swiftly as lightning, to manifest the Frost Giant Dharma Image and freeze over a thousand miles, freezing as many beings as possible in the area to death."

The Ice Demon murmured to himself.

This was the mission given by the Demon God Temple Master.

"With Ye Feng of the Misty Sect having lost his cultivation, he's not much of a threat, so I must complete my mission before Ancestor Lingmiao and Ancestor Jinling Avatar arrive."

"Otherwise, I will die!"

The Ice Demon's face darkened.

The Demon God Temple Master assigned him this task with a very high probability of death, deeming it a success only if he could kill more than ninety percent of the people.

Whether he could escape afterward was not of concern to the Demon God Temple Master.

This angered the Ice Demon.

The Demon God Temple Master sent him to kill but didn't provide any means of retreat, which was truly hateful!

"Once I've completed the mission, I'll flee and hide somewhere to cultivate in hardship for a thousand years, until my power surges. Then, Demon God Temple Master, your end is assured!"

Having said that, the Ice Demon turned his head to look at Misty Peak.

Those deep blue eyes were full of coldness.