The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 626: Chapter 626: Setting up the Time Array, Suppressing a Heavenly Emperor-level Powerhouse

The masters of the Eighteen Ancient Clans are not to be trifled with.

Every single one of them was at the Seventh Layer of Void Break, capable on their own of overwhelming any invader, apart from Ancestor Linghui.

Now, the eighteen of them soared into the sky.

That overwhelming aura almost shattered the Demon God Temple Master’s courage!

“Ancestor Linghui, quick, make your move!”

The several ancestors at the Seventh Layer of Void Break all turned pale.

They were part of the ‘Anti-Bei Alliance’ that Ancestor Linghui had brought from Jiaoyang Holy City.

“What’s there to panic about?”

Ancestor Linghui sneered inwardly.

With the first five steps of the ‘Seven Steps to Heaven’ at his command, he feared not the eighteen at the Seventh Layer of Void Break. In his view, even twenty such beings could be swept aside by him alone.

“Panwu’s Giant Hand Imprint!” @@novelbin@@

However, Ancestor Linghui hesitated to use his trump card for now.

He stretched out his hand, unleashing this domineering Divine Skill, and a gigantic hand covering a hundred-mile radius descended from the sky, grasping towards the masters of the Eighteen Ancient Clans.

Whitefloat City.

Millions looked up to see the massive hand falling from the sky, each feeling an inexplicable sense of trepidation.

Even the disciples of Misty Sect were startled.

“How come there’s someone attacking again?”

The disciples wore a look of frustration.

Ever since they joined Misty Sect, they were either in battle or on the way to one every day.

“Form up!”

The Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword was the first to speak up, and the others joined in, each forming a sword with their fingers, releasing formation diagrams that combined high in the sky.

Whirr!

A river of stars appeared beneath the giant hand, with billions of stars churning up like waves, grinding the hand to pieces.

“Such a powerful formation!”

Ancestor Linghui’s pupils contracted as he realized that unless he used ‘Seven Steps to Heaven’, there was no chance of victory.

“One Step Qi Refining, Cosmos Resurrection.”

Ancestor Linghui roared, striding forward, and instantly, the Qi of the surrounding heavens began to converge toward him.

“Damn it, it’s Seven Steps to Heaven, how can he also know this technique?”

The pupils of the masters of the Eighteen Ancient Clans shrank.

They had been hung out to dry by Ye Feng’s use of the Seven Steps to Heaven, and now they were almost developing a psychological shadow.

Seeing Ancestor Linghui capable of using this divine skill, the masters of the Eighteen Ancient Clans couldn’t help but twitch uncontrollably.

“Haha, you’re afraid!”

“Ancestor Linghui, unable to help laughing loudly as he saw the expressions of the masters of the Eighteen Ancient Clans, stepped forward continuously.

“Two Steps Element Gathering, Stirring the Winds and Clouds.”

“Three Steps to Kingship, Heaven Shaking, Earth Trembling.”

“Four Steps to Emperorship, Profound Laws and Pathways.”

“Five Steps into Emperorship, Pressuring all of Time.”

In just a few short breaths, Ancestor Linghui had taken five continuous steps, his aura rising exponentially, entering the peak of Void Break, even stronger than a typical Heavenly Emperor.

“Hahahaha!”

“With an unrivalled Divine Skill at my disposal, who can stand against me?”

Ancestor Linghui laughed maniacally.

He could feel an incredibly terrifying aura within him. Under the heavens, apart from Ancient Saints and Quasi-Saints, who could possibly defeat him?

No one, absolutely no one!

“This… this!”

The masters of the Eighteen Ancient Clans were so frightened that they stepped back, their faces ashen.

“Fools!” But at that moment, Ye Feng leapt into the air, with his hands behind his back, and rebuked coldly, “It’s just a flawed ‘Seven Steps to Heaven’ and still you are so frightened. Have you all forgotten the formation I just completed for you?”

The masters of the Eighteen Ancient Clans trembled in their hearts.

“Yes!”

“Our ‘Eighteen Star River Great Array’ is now completely restored. Next, we will display the perfect power of this formation and make the world remember the Eighteen Ancient Clans once again!”

The Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword, Master of White Feather Pavilion, and others quickly drew upon all their power, pouring it into the formation diagrams, achieving a perfect integration.

Whirr!

The river of stars stretched across the sky expanded several times over, releasing an aura vast and boundless, giving one the impression of facing an unmatched Heavenly Emperor; even Ancestor Linghui seemed less by comparison.

“Nearly reaching Quasi-Saint, this!”

Ancestor Linghui inhaled sharply, “Hmph, just a formation with a grand presence, but that doesn’t necessarily mean it can defeat me. Suppress!”

With all his might, he stepped towards the river of stars.

“Star River Sword, slash!”

With the completion of the “Eighteen Star River Great Array” by Ye Feng, the myriad transformation laws contained within could finally be used.

As an ancestor of the Sword Dao, the Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword was in charge of presiding over the formation.

He formed hand seals and drew upon the power of the entire star river, transforming it into a hundred-mile-long Star River Sword that slashed upward in reverse flow!

Rip!

Ancestor Linghui watched his right leg get severed, his pupils first contracted and then, they dilated dramatically as he let out a heart-wrenching scream.

“Ahh, my leg, my leg!”

He quickly grabbed his severed leg, reattached it, and used a considerable amount of lifespan and life essence to heal the wound.

“Retreat, retreat, retreat quickly!”

Ancestor Linghui dared not stay any longer.

He regretted his actions deeply, and was too lazy to manage even the younger generation of the Anti-Bei Alliance and his own sect, preparing to use instantaneous movement to leave.

“Thinking of leaving, have you asked for the Sect Leader’s permission?”

Above the firmament.

Ye Feng entered the state of Origin Qi, using his origin to achieve a tenfold amplification, his cultivation level breaking into the Eighth Layer of Void Break.

If there was enough time, and the names of the Masters of the Eighteen Ancient Clans were all recorded in the Book of Names, his Flesh Body Strength would soar. Entering the Origin Qi state again, he would definitely be able to charge straight to the Heavenly Emperor!

“One Step Qi Refining, Cosmos Resurrection!”

Ye Feng executed the “Seven Steps to Heaven” and took seven steps in succession, his aura soaring to the extreme.

At this moment, he also stepped into a level infinitely close to that of a Quasi-Saint, exuding a feeling of grandeur as if he were facing the heavens and the earth.

“It really is the complete version of “Seven Steps to Heaven”!”

Ancestor Linghui and several other Void Break Seventh Layer ancestors from the Anti-Bei Alliance, along with the Demon God Temple Master, all changed color in shock.

“Retreat quickly!”

Ancestor Linghui accelerated frantically, but for some reason, he found his speed seemed to slow down by a factor of ten, only one-tenth of what it usually was.

He did not know that he had been caught in a Time Array set by Ye Feng, which slowed his own flow of time by tenfold.

For this reason, all of Ancestor Linghui’s movements were reduced to one-tenth of their previous speed in relation to the outside world.

Before he could escape the scene, Ye Feng’s foot had already come crashing down.

Crack!

Even though Ancestor Linghui was under the amplification of the fifth step of “Seven Steps to Heaven” and had reached the Heavenly Emperor Level, he was still crushed by Ye Feng’s foot, hitting the ground so hard he was nearly reduced to dust and bones.

“Suppress!”

Ye Feng took out the Upper Grade Spiritual Treasure Star Tower, capturing the heavily injured Ancestor Linghui inside, suppressing him with the star domain inside the tower to ensure he could not escape.

“You all go in, too!”

Regardless of whether the few people from the Anti-Bei Alliance had taken action or not, Ye Feng still chose to strike. He executed the “Sutra of the Void Jade Body”, smashing each of the Void Break ancestors with a single punch, throwing them all into the Star Tower.

As for the underlings of Ancestor Linghui, it was the same.

In the blink of an eye, only the trembling Demon God Temple Master was left alone in the void.

Gulp!

He suddenly swallowed hard, his eyes bloodshot, his throat constantly moving, but he couldn’t say a single word.

“Don’t, don’t kill me!”

The Demon God Temple Master immediately knelt down, kowtowing to Ye Feng.

In order to save his life, he threw away all face and dignity!

“Hah, do you think I would possibly spare you?” Ye Feng grasped the neck of the Demon God Temple Master, squeezing hard.

Crack!

This Void Break Fourth Layer ancestor was crushed to death by Ye Feng.

Immediately after, Slaughter Energy surged out, devouring the Demon God Temple Master and bringing Ye Feng a series of memories.

“So, the Demon God Temple Master had met Emperor Beihe before and obtained the first five steps of “Seven Steps to Heaven”. Although they did not have a formal master-disciple relationship by name, strictly speaking, the Demon God Temple Master could be considered Emperor Beihe’s Registered Disciple.”

“However, this Registered Disciple of the Demon God Temple was not acknowledged by Emperor Beihe.”

“Therefore, by killing the Demon God Temple Master, Emperor Beihe would have no objections.”

Ye Feng released his hand, scattering the ashes of the Demon God Temple Master.

In the meantime, he used time marks, stripping them repeatedly, and obtained thousands of years of lifespan from the Demon God Temple Master, enough for multiple uses of the Time Array.

As for those suppressed within the Star Tower, they would be left there for now, to be stripped of their lifespan when needed.

“The Sect Leader’s strength has grown stronger!”

At that moment, the Masters of the Eighteen Ancient Clans collapsed the formation and stood respectfully at the summit of Misty Peak, looking at Ye Feng with awe in their eyes.

They could feel that when Ye Feng’s foot came crashing down just now, the power unleashed was more than twice as strong as before, still awe-inspiring.

“No need for formalities. Come to the Sect Leader’s Great Hall!”

Ye Feng didn’t want to create unnecessary complications.

At this moment, he only wanted to quickly have the Masters of the Eighteen Ancient Clans recorded in the Sect Name Register to gain the endless enhancement of Flesh Body Strength.