The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 718: Chapter 718: Mist Saint Incarnation, Unyielding Sword Intent, Aerial Battle
 

The newcomer was an incarnation of the Mist Saint.

As soon as he appeared, he targeted Ye Feng without saying a word, raised his hand, and struck a terrifying palm seal towards Ye Feng.

The already shattered void instantly collapsed into a series of spatial rifts, with heavy boundary forces pressing in from all directions, making Ye Feng feel as if his body had become incredibly heavy.

He tried to move, but simply couldn’t!

Clang!

The iron sword behind Liufeng automatically unsheathed, striking through the air and silently turning the palm seal of the Mist Saint’s incarnation into mist.

“Eh?”

Only then did the Mist Saint’s incarnation notice Liufeng, slightly surprised.

“A very impressive method of concealing your presence, a Four-Turn Quasi-Saint… It looks like you are Ye Feng’s protector,” the Mist Saint’s incarnation remarked as he sized up Liufeng.

To him, an ordinary Four-Turn Quasi-Saint posed no threat and could be crushed to death with a single blow.

However.

After carefully observing Liufeng, the Mist Saint’s incarnation found that this tall, grey-haired elder was far from simple. Among Four-Turn Quasi-Saints, he was a top existence.

Liufeng didn’t speak.

He slowly stood up, his figure like a tall mountain, his left fist down and his right fingers joined to form a sword. The iron sword had already left its sheath and was suspended in mid-air, its tip pointing upwards, ready to strike at any moment.

[Name: Liufeng Sword]

[Grade: Four Star Transcendent Spirit Treasure]

[Note: The personal spiritual treasure of the Four-Turn Quasi-Saint Liufeng. Originally mere iron, but Liufeng constantly nurtured it with his vital energy day and night, allowing it to transform continuously and become a powerful Four Star Transcendent Spirit Treasure capable of slicing the heavens and cleaving the earth.]

Using the Eye of Insight, Ye Feng looked towards the Liufeng Sword to obtain related information.

“It’s just ordinary iron!”

He was shocked.

To forge ordinary iron into a Four Star Transcendent Spirit Treasure, Liufeng truly was a genius!

Clang!

The Liufeng Sword suddenly moved.

Tear!

The void was split once more, and before the Mist Saint’s incarnation could react, a surge of sword qi had already sent him flying away.

“What a fierce aura… is that Unyielding Sword Intent?”

The Mist Saint’s incarnation looked at the huge wound on his chest as vigorous Power of Heaven and Earth flowed, smoothing his injury and healing it completely.

He stared at Liufeng, his expression grave.

From Liufeng’s flying form, the Mist Saint’s incarnation felt immense pressure, realizing he had met a true opponent.

“Indeed, it is Unyielding Sword Intent!”

In front of the Thunder Palace, Ye Feng and Hu Feifei stood side by side, looking at Liufeng who was turning his back to them. They could feel a stubborn and unyielding spirit emanating from him.

This was Unyielding Sword Intent!

One of the many types of sword intents.

This sword intent stresses indomitability, enabling sword cultivators to become enduring and tenacious. No matter how strong the enemy, they will not show weakness but will fight with all their might!

Tear!

Like Brother Flathead, Liufeng was a man of few words but decisive action.

He swung his hand fiercely, and the Liufeng Sword swiftly executed a horizontal slash. The unyielding sword intent, wrapped in a storm, engulfed the Mist Saint’s incarnation and violently flung him into the sky.

The next moment.

They both appeared in the sky over a hundred thousand miles above the ground.

The Mist Saint’s incarnation looked around to confirm his location and then sneered at Liufeng, “You’ve got teleportation divine skills imbued in your sword technique, a nice touch. By bringing us here, you aim to avoid our battle damaging the ground, don’t you? It seems you are quite merciful.”

Liufeng still did not speak.

With a burst of his aura, Ye Feng and Hu Feifei were pushed back a hundred miles, leaving the center of the battlefield.

“It looks like I can’t kill Ye Feng without slaying you first,” said the Mist Saint’s incarnation coldly.

Getting past a top-tier Four-Turn Quasi-Saint to kill Ye Feng was nearly an impossible task.

Unless the true body came personally!

But with the Saintly Venerable not yet awakened, no member of the Celestial Clan Sanctuary dared to leave Suspended Mountain in their true form.

Otherwise, it would be a sure path to death!

The Heavenly Dao of the Shenzhou Continent had been shattered by the Celestial Clan’s Saintly Venerable and could not exert the power of a Supreme Saint at its peak.

But!

Above the Shenzhou Continent, there still lingered countless remnants of the Heavenly Dao. Though they were temporarily unable to become true Heavenly Dao, if one were to unleash their full force in a strike, harnessing Dao Fire to burn a common Saint Realm to death, there would be no problem at all.

Therefore, the Celestial Clan Sanctuary dared not appear in its real form.

Unless, the Saintly Venerable fully awakened.

By then, it would be the doomsday for the Shenzhou Continent!

In the sky above.

Liufeng blocked the Mist Saint Incarnation.

“Killing you and then killing Ye Feng is all the same,” the Mist Saint Incarnation clasped its hands, and a fog spread out, engulfing the region within tens of thousands of miles in an instant.

Looking up from the ground.

A patch of fog formed in the sky, so huge that one could not see inside. Even the ancestors of the Void Break Realm with their Heavenly Eye opened could not observe what was happening inside.

This was the Mist Saint’s famous technique.

The Forbidden Area of Mist!

Those within it would be trapped by the fog, unable to escape unless the caster was killed.

“Today, you all shall die!”

The Mist Saint Incarnation roared, and the surrounding fog suddenly turned into countless long spears stabbing toward Liufeng.

Clang!

Liufeng merged with his sword, a billion streams of Sword Qi slashing out, dispersing the fog and shattering the mist spears.

He formed his fingers into a sword and pointed from afar.

Pfft!

A sharp sword light pierced through the chest of the Mist Saint Incarnation, causing severe injury even to the Saintly soul fragment inside.

“What a fierce move!”

The expression on the Mist Saint Incarnation’s face changed drastically.

Seeing that he didn’t die, surprise appeared in Liufeng’s eyes, followed by a progressively grave expression on his face.

The strike just now seemed ordinary, but in reality, it was his deadly technique formed by compressing his Unyielding Sword Intent.

Under normal circumstances.

If a Four-Turn Quasi-Saint were hit, their Divine Soul would be shattered and even if not killed, they would be left severely crippled.

Yet, the Mist Saint Incarnation was not gravely hurt!

“This doesn’t bode well!”

Ye Feng noticed something amiss and his face turned solemn.

It looked like Liufeng was no match.

Although Ye Feng could enter the Holy Divine Form and be invincible in defense, his combat power had not yet reached the Quasi-Saint Level; despite having great defensive capability, his combat power was lacking and he would only be passively taking hits.

If Liufeng was defeated now, they all could potentially be slain by the Mist Saint Incarnation.

“Damn it!”

“To even injure this Saint, you Four-Turn Quasi-Saint are indeed impressive! If you were to overcome the Saint Ascension Tribulation and reach the Saint Entry Realm, you might just crush this Saint.”

“But… you won’t become a Saint!”

The Mist Saint Incarnation sneered.

Even though Ye Feng had established the Thunder Palace and the Heavenly Tribulation of the Shenzhou Continent had been restored, at most, it could only provide the World-Ending Heavenly Calamity needed for the breakthrough to Four-Turn Quasi-Saint.

As for the Saint Ascension Tribulation, only the Thunder Pool Grand Hall on Suspended Mountain could provide it, and that place had been sealed, meaning no one on the Shenzhou Continent could become a Saint.

No matter how startling Liufeng’s talents were, he would eventually grow old and die.

“However, this Saint won’t give you the chance to die of old age. Even if I have to sacrifice this incarnation today, I will have you slain!”

The Mist Saint Incarnation roared.

He was actually burning both this incarnation and the soul fragment inside, raising his combat power significantly.

Bang!

Dozens of mist spears pierced through the void, their power increased tenfold, almost completely tearing apart this piece of the void.

Liufeng continued to swing his sword and slash.

Many of the mist spears were shattered into fog, but still, one got through the countless barriers, penetrating Liufeng’s chest and pinning him in the void.

Spurt!

Liufeng coughed up blood, his face pale but still unyielding. With a surge of spirit, he charged forward with his wounded body.

Rip!

In an instant, Liufeng waved the Liufeng Sword thousands of times, slicing out a dense net of swords that entangled the Mist Saint Incarnation.

In the distance.

Ye Feng and Hu Feifei both held their breath watching this scene, hoping that Liufeng could break the siege.

Otherwise, all three of them were in danger!

[I don’t want to force myself to write hard, I can’t keep going (today). Actually, I’ve only written about half of the book, but the more I write, the more grand the structure becomes, the more elements there are, which has led to occasional writer’s block over the last month. Today I’ll post one update, please allow me some time to adjust…]