The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 625: Chapter 625: No Need for the Sect Leader to Act, We Can Suppress the Heavenly Emperor

“Huff, huff, huff…”

Ye Feng gasped for breath.

He lifted his head and took a look around, making a startling discovery.

After travelling through that mysterious time-space for a thousand, ten thousand years, once he returned to reality, only a moment had passed on the outside.

The first volume of the Time Codex had disappeared.

This proved that Ye Feng had completely mastered that part of the Power of Time, and the codex had accordingly become a part of his body.

Ye Feng took out the Wind Spirit Pearl and turned it into a mirror.

Then, he discovered a pale silver mark on his brow, shaped like a “~” standing upright.

“This is… the first tier of the Time Mark!”

Ye Feng murmured.

He did not know how many tiers the Time Mark had.

When he roamed that vast and mysterious time-space, Ye Feng had already realized that the Power of Time was boundless.

At this stage, he had only mastered a tiny part of it.

“Time Array, activate!”

After contemplation, Ye Feng decided to give the Time Array a try.

As he formed hand seals, ancient powers emanated around him, enveloping him in a pale silver protective shield.

“While using the Time Array, I am actually wrapped in the Power of Time, anyone trying to ambush me will have their lifespan devoured and then transformed into energy for my own use!”

Ye Feng realized this.

With a flick of his finger, a half-meter diameter light array appeared, merging into the spirit grass at the peak.

Immediately afterward.

The spirit grass began to quiver as if triggering a taboo, its growth rate increasing tenfold over its usual pace.

Before long, it had grown an inch taller.

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The sound of ice shattering emanated from the spirit grass.

The spirit grass released wisps of silver aura outward, with its growth rate abruptly reverting to normal.

“Eh!”

Ye Feng raised an eyebrow, “This Time Array only lasted for half an hour, it seems that it lacks a certain power… I need to deduce this further.”

Using the Heart of Wisdom, he quickly deduced the problem.

“So it lacks lifespan.”

Ye Feng realized.

Setting up a Time Array required the consumption of energy; otherwise, the array couldn’t operate for long. The indispensable energy it needed was lifespan.

“Can I use mine?”

Ye Feng muttered to himself.

He found that his own lifespan seemed nearly endless, so he consumed a year’s worth of lifespan, turning it into energy for the array.

Hum!

Another Time Array appeared, merging into a spirit grass, accelerating its growth rate by tenfold.

After some deducing, Ye Feng found out that this array could last for about a month.

“I understand.”

“Using one year of my lifespan, I can maintain the tenfold speed Time Array for a bit over a month. If I expend ten years of lifespan, it can operate for a year.”

Ye Feng whispered to himself.

With this thought in mind, he prepared to set up the tenfold time flow speed Time Array for the Misty Sect’s Cultivation Tower and Spirit Gathering Tower.

As for why not set up a hundredfold.

It was naturally because he had only mastered the first volume of the Time Codex, with only one Time Mark on his brow; tenfold was the limit of speed he could achieve, and he couldn’t go any faster.

Of course, he could also slow down the tenfold flow rate.

“Sect Leader, we have arrived.”

But before Ye Feng could set up the Time Array, he saw the Master of the Eighteen Ancient Clans step out from the Holy Temple and stand near Ye Feng.

“Why have you suddenly returned?”

Ye Feng asked with a faint smile.

“Reporting to the Sect Leader, our Qing Shu Sword Sect has completed the first round of identification; currently, a total of two hundred and twenty disciples have passed the test of the Fate Purple Gold Bell and have been added to the priority watch list.”

“Our Blood Lotus Sect presently has over three hundred.”

“White Feather Pavilion has one hundred and seventy.”

The Masters of the Eighteen Ancient Clans sequentially spoke up, with each clan having at least a hundred people who had triggered the Fate Purple Gold Bell.

Thus, Misty Sect could add two to three thousand disciples.

“Hmm, very good.”

Ye Feng nodded.

Seeing that the Sect was about to enter its third year, he thought about it and decided to wait until after the third year to uniformly recruit the disciples of the Eighteen Ancient Clans, categorizing them all as Third Generation Disciples to facilitate management.

“By the way, System, when can I make the Master of the Eighteen Ancient Clans a true Supreme Elder?”

Ye Feng asked in his mind.

“Ding! Given that Misty Sect has been promoted to Three-Star, special permissions have been unlocked. Detection reveals that the Master of the Eighteen Ancient Clans has a compatibility of 99%. The compatibility must be raised to 100% to be recruited into the Sect.”

The System provided a prompt.

“Compatibility? What’s that?”

Ye Feng didn’t understand this unfamiliar term.

After pondering for a moment, he felt it must be something similar to loyalty. Thus, he thought of a way to increase the compatibility.

“That’s right, after resting for a few days and being full of energy, I can now fully complete the “Eighteen Star River Great Array”.”

Ye Feng looked at the Master of the Eighteen Ancient Clans.

“Really?”

Everyone held their breath.

“Can I even lie to you? Bring out your formation maps! I’ll personally supplement your maps so that you can soon unleash their full might.”

Ye Feng urged.

“As you command.”

All the Masters of the Eighteen Ancient Clans reached out their hands toward the sky, releasing the respective corner of the formation map they held.

Ye Feng looked at the remaining ten flaws, activated his Heart of Wisdom with its deduction ability doubled, and, with the deduction function of Wind Spirit Pearl, he doubled the efficiency again.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

He stretched out his fingers and drew complex golden runes in mid-air, filling the gaps in the formation map.

This time, he was fast.

In just half an hour, the last ten flaws were mended, and Ye Feng looked relaxed, as if there were light clouds and a gentle breeze.

“Such astonishing deduction ability!”

“Truly worthy of being our Sect Master!”

The Masters of the Eighteen Ancient Clans, gazing at the now complete formation map, felt their admiration for Ye Feng surge even more.

Even those Clan Leaders who were hesitant at first were now utterly convinced by Ye Feng.

“Ding, detection reveals that the compatibility of the Master of the Eighteen Ancient Clans has reached 100%, can be recruited as a Supreme Elder of the Sect.”

Ye Feng smiled and took out the Sect Name Register.

Boom boom boom!

But just then, an astonishing explosion came from the sky. Ye Feng suddenly looked up, only to find a Demon Sect’s Dharma Aspect giant bombarding Misty Sect’s Sect Protection Array and being repelled.

In the high sky.

The Demon God Temple Master’s eyes widened as he watched his Dharma Aspect find its fist being shredded into dust by countless delicate sword shadows.

Clang!

Above Misty Sect, a hemispherical shield appeared out of nowhere, its surface flickering with countless sword shadows. It was the “Supreme Sword Formation,” the super-large Protective Sect Formation.

Outside of the sword array shield.

The Demon God Temple Master and Ancestor Linghui among others floated in the air, looking at Misty Peak, their faces displaying surprise.

“What’s going on? Misty Sect actually has eighteen Void Break Sevenfold masters, which is seriously inconsistent with the information?”

Ancestor Linghui rebuked angrily, raised his hand, gripped the neck of the Demon God Temple Master with force causing his face to turn pale.

“I… I didn’t know!”

The Demon God Temple Master felt wronged.

If he had known that Misty Sect had eighteen Void Break Seventh-Fold experts, he would have run away long ago; why would he return to attack?

“Oh, if it isn’t the Demon God Temple Master. They say heaven provides a way out, yet you refuse to take it; hell has no gates, yet you insist on barging in!”

Ye Feng looked at the Demon God Temple Master and scolded coldly.

Then, he noticed Ancestor Linghui at Void Break Ninefold, as well as several other ancestors at Void Break Sevenfold and below, his pupils narrowed slightly.

“Audacious rebels!”

“Dare to attack our Misty Sect, are you seeking death?”

“Sect Master, there’s no need for you to take action, we can suppress these arrogant invaders.”

The Masters of the Eighteen Ancient Clans reprimanded one after another.

The next moment, they took the formation maps and soared into the sky, charging towards the Demon God Temple Master and others outside of the Supreme Sword Formation.