The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 713: Chapter 713: The Celestial Clan’s Arrangement, Infinitely Close to Sacred Arms
 

Thunder Palace!

This was the top-level spiritual treasure that Ye Feng was about to craft.

It wasn’t a Sacred Arms, and as for the exact grade of spiritual treasure it was, even Ye Feng himself wasn’t quite sure.

He felt that it had to be at least a Four Star transcendent spirit treasure.

If it weren’t for everyone’s help, as well as a Heavenly Dao Remnant’s gift of an Origin of Heavenly Tribulation, he would have had no confidence in crafting such a supreme grade treasure.

Having inscribed these three characters, Ye Feng continued to inscribe.

He drew a pattern-like rune in mid-air, then led molten refining materials over and fused them with the pattern-like rune.

Crackle!

In an instant, lightning flashed, causing everyone’s faces to change.

“It’s worthy of being the Thunder Palace, even though it’s a Heavenly Dao object of inferior quality, even just a single rune contains immense lightning energy,” whispered an old artifact refiner from the Divine Map Mountain Range.

Ye Feng continued inscribing.

He applied a tenfold Time flow rate Formation to himself, and within one day, he had inscribed more than forty thousand special runes.

Two days later.

All ninety thousand special runes were fully inscribed and each had fused with a different material.

“Condense!”

The critical moment had arrived.

With a grand sweep of Ye Feng’s hand, the ninety thousand runes, made of various materials, pieced together to form a hall that was ten meters in length and width, and five meters in height.

On the hall’s façade, the “Thunder Palace” inscription was remarkably eye-catching.

It stood majestic and towering, the very embodiment of imposing grandeur.

Inside the hall, there was a gourd-shaped pool, about five meters long and one meter deep.

“Is it a success?”

Everyone’s eyes lit up.

But Ye Feng shook his head repeatedly and said, “This is only the first step. Next, we need to inscribe the remaining array patterns of the Thunder Palace’s formation onto the surface of the hall and have them permeate the inside. For this task, I must trouble my fellow daoists.”

“Relax, leave it to us.”

“Just inscribing array patterns, that’s no problem for us.”

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Although it was a simplified version of the formation, the formation of the Thunder Palace still had as many as one hundred and twenty million array patterns.

The ninety thousand inscribed by Ye Feng were merely core array patterns, akin to the eyes of a formation.

The rest numbered over one hundred and ten million!

If Ye Feng were to inscribe them alone, he would either die of exhaustion or deplete all his strength and die!

Buzz!

As nearly a thousand top experts made their move simultaneously, the skies above Sky Island once again burst forth with dazzling brilliance.

For tens of thousands of miles around.

Cultivators from places like Whitefloat City, Beacon Fire City, Sanyuan City and others lifted their heads and could see various mysterious auras emanating from the island atop the Spirit Consolidating Ancestral Tree, enticing them.

“Is Sect Master Ye researching some kind of divine skill?”

“Perhaps!”

“Alas, I heard that the Heavenly Tribulation has been blocked, and for over a month, countless cultivators at the peak of the Spirit Sea Realm have been stuck, unable to break through.”

“I’ve heard about that too.”

“We’re doomed!”

“If this continues, our Shenzhou Continent will have no new Divine Origin Realm ascendants, and those above the Divine Origin Realm, with no Heavenly Tribulation, will also be unable to continue making realm breakthroughs.”

“It’s all the fault of the Celestial Clan!”

“All of this is their conspiracy!”

The cultivators grumbled indignantly.

Looking towards the direction of the Misty Sect, they all hoped that Ye Feng could once again turn the tide and resolve the dilemma of the Shenzhou Continent.

Suspended Mountain.

At the altar behind the Crimson Moon Gate’s screen.

One month had passed.

The Celestial Clan warriors who had been frightened away by Ye Feng had come back, gathering atop the altar to peer through the scarlet screen, only to find that there was not a soul in sight on the outside.

“Strange, where are the people?”

“They couldn’t possibly be scared off, could they?”

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“Impossible, Ye Feng is quite stubborn, he wouldn’t be afraid of us, I guess he’s brewing some scheme,”

“What should we do then?”

“The higher-ups of our clan are presiding over the infiltration plan, and more and more reincarnators have successfully entered Shenzhou Continent and joined various major forces.”

“Now, the whole Shenzhou Continent is riddled with our eyes and ears, taking control of the Shenzhou Continent is just a matter of time.”

“By then, the Saintly Venerable will return as king.”

“Right, has the Saintly Venerable fallen into slumber again?”

“Seems like it, to fuse Crimson Moon and Sun, the Saintly Venerable sealed off the Thunder Pool Grand Hall again and consumed too much energy, necessitating a period of slumber.”

“No worries! Our infiltration plan has been very successful; even if the Saintly Venerable does not awaken, we can easily sweep through the Shenzhou Continent.”

“Heh heh heh…”

These people let out deranged laughter.

Given that Ye Feng can curse kill through space, these people dared not use the altar to create Berserkers anymore and were hunkered down behind a light screen, peeping through the Crimson Moon Gate at the interior of the Cangqing Forbidden Zone.

However…

This area was a deep pit, deserted and uninhabited, destined to be a lonely vigil.

…

In the blink of an eye, another half month had passed.

Inside the Misty Sect.

Mo Ying slowly walked out of the Spirit Gathering Tower.

After completing the phase-based mission of leading the Heiluocha Members in hunting Crimson Moon Demons, she had been cultivating hard here, preparing to break through the Divine Origin Realm before heading out again to slay Celestial Reincarnators.

“Junior Sister Mo Ying, you’ve also emerged from seclusion?”

Huo Yunjie walked over from the side.

“The Heavenly Tribulation has disappeared,” Mo Ying said. “I have broken through the bottleneck, but the Heavenly Tribulation has not come despite waiting, it seems the rumors are true, the Heavenly Tribulation has completely vanished.”

Huo Yunjie also sighed, “Yes, the Heavenly Tribulation has disappeared, I also can’t sense its presence.”

He had broken through the Divine Origin Realm’s bottleneck as well.

But, he simply could not attract thunder.

At first, Huo Yunjie thought it was his own problem, but soon, he learned that Gong Qingqiu, Li Zilong, and other Elders were also stuck at the peak of the Spirit Sea Realm.

Combining this with rumors from the outside world, they knew, indeed, the Heavenly Tribulation had disappeared, which caused them much consternation.

“I’m also stuck at a bottleneck,” Ji Ziling also walked out of the Spirit Gathering Tower.

It wasn’t just her, Shi Lei, Li Jiaojiao, Jia Yulan, Liang Wanrou, Han Yonghui, Yan Ruyu, and others were all at bottlenecks too.

They had nearly all leveraged Potential Elixirs to cultivate the Auxiliary Cultivation Method “The Potential of Roots Manuscript” to Perfection of the third level, enhancing their own root bone potential by one or even two grades.

Take Shi Lei, for example.

He was originally of Lower Grade root bone, but after cultivating “The Potential of Roots Manuscript” to the third level Perfection, his root bone leaped consecutively to Upper Grade.

Although it wasn’t Supreme Grade, combined with the cultivation technique’s acceleration, it was no less effective than Supreme Grade.

During this period, they had been mostly cultivating in the Spirit Gathering Tower and Cultivation Tower, equivalent to a year of hard training under tenfold time flow.

Moreover, it was a year of cultivation inside a super large Spirit Vein!

Put outside, that’s akin to the geniuses of ordinary Three-Star Forces cultivating hard for ten or even dozens of years.

With benefits like the Disciple Points Ranking augmenting their cultivation, their progress skyrocketed.

The Misty Sect now had tens of thousands of disciples.

Half of their cultivations were above the Element Gathering Realm.

Above the Spirit Sea Realm, the total number also broke a thousand.

Core disciples like Mo Ying, Huo Yunjie, and Shi Lei, who had broken through to the peak of the Spirit Sea Realm, numbered more than twenty as well.

What a pity.

With Heavenly Tribulation blocked, they were utterly incapable of breaking through their current realm and could only choose to emerge from seclusion, ready to continue with their missions.

But just then, something unexpected happened.

Above the Spirit Consolidating Ancestral Tree on the Sky Island, infinite thunder exploded, with ball-shaped lightning and branch-shaped lightning sweeping around continuously.

Crackle!

The sky was torn apart, revealing countless spatial rifts.

After this wave of thunder erupted, it formed a special shockwave, allowing every cultivator who had their Heavenly Eye activated to observe the divine event originating from the Misty Sect.

Sky Island.

Seeing the majestic and expanding hall that reached a hundred meters in length and width, and fifty meters in height, Ye Feng and the others all felt a trembling in their hearts.

This was an object infinitely close to Sacred Arms!

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