The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 928: Chapter 928: Besieging the Heroic Spirit Commander, One Against Ten Thousand, Unrivaled in Fierceness

"Holy Son Lin Wei of the Supreme Holy Sect solemnly said:

"I agree to join forces. Once we suppress the Ancient Spirit Commander and eradicate the Evil God Army, then, we can compete amongst ourselves to determine the strongest."

"Agreed!" The Saint Heir of the Ten Directions Holy Sect nodded.

"I concur," said Lin Kun and Ning Yu, expressing their support as well.

They were unaware that the so-called Ancient Spirit Commander they were facing would actually be Ye Feng, transformed into a Heroic Spirit!

"Kill!"

Hundreds of millions of gods from dozens of Great Thousand Worlds joined forces to besiege Ye Feng, who was commanding a million Heroic Spirits.

In an instant, they clashed fiercely.

The Ancient Heroic Spirits fought fearlessly to death, but against an allied army several times their own size, they had no power to resist. They were coldly shattered to pieces, leading to fewer and fewer Ancient Heroic Spirits surrounding Ye Feng.

"Return of Ten Thousand Swords!"

But Ye Feng was not afraid at all.

Even though he had transformed into a Heroic Spirit with his cultivation level and physical body being suppressed at the Heavenly Emperor Level, his "Time Flashback" talent was still intact. After being crushed by Ning Yu, Lin Kun, Lin Wei, and other Saint Heirs, he was able to instantly reassemble.

Raising a finger as if it were a sword, his gesture sent billions of Sword Qi slashing through, and swathes of gods from various realms were slain.

"Can the Ancient Spirit Commander revive?"

"His combat power seems to have reached the Saint Realm. How can we fight this? Although each of us is a top genius, our combat power can only reach the One-Turn or Second Turn Quasi-Saint Level. We stand no chance against the Heroic Spirit Commander."

"My resurrection talismans are running out!"

"Damn it!"

"Just a few decades ago, the Ancient Heroic Spirits had no commander, and now one has emerged with such terrifying combat power. This is abnormal!"

"Is he going to annihilate us all by himself?"

Saint Heirs and Holy Maidens from all the Hegemon-Level Powers trembled with rage.

"Sword Qi mighty and vast!"

Ye Feng once again unleashed peerless Sword Qi, cutting horizontally in the direction of his pointing finger, instantaneously slaughtering thousands of gods from various realms.

From that moment on, Ye Feng single-handedly defeated over a million gods.

The aura of the Ancient Heroic Spirits on him surged.

Other Ancient Heroic Spirits engaged in the melee sensed that surge of aura, their eyes suddenly brightening, and they too began to regard him as their Commander.

Within the span of just ten breaths.

Behind Ye Feng had gathered an unprecedentedly large Ancient Heroic Spirit Army, numbering a hundred million!

"My goodness!"

"We're done for!"

The Supreme Holy Sect, Ten Directions Holy Sect, Holy Spirit Sect and over a dozen Hegemon-Level Powers, along with several top powers that had combined their millions of gods were all dumbstruck.

Previously, they had surrounded the Heroic Spirit Commander with a numerical advantage, but now, they were encircled by an army of hundreds of millions.

Was this the legendary turn of the tide?

They couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths.

"Return of Ten Thousand Swords!"

Ye Feng pointed his fingers like a sword, maximizing the Sword Dao Domain behind him. Accompanied by the hundred million-strong army, they rolled over the likes of Holy Son Lin Wei from the Supreme Holy Sect.

Even with their formidable combat strength, they were simply no match for the hundreds of millions of Ancient Heroic Spirits at the Heavenly Emperor Level.

Tear!

After a wave of attacks, millions of Ancient Heroic Spirits were lost, while only a pitiful dozen or so gods from the combined armies of sects like the Supreme Holy Sect remained.

"Too strong!"

Holy Son Lin Wei of the Supreme Holy Sect trembled, never expecting such an outcome.

"All the gods under our command are dead; only we remain," said the Holy Maiden Ning Yu of the Holy Spirit Sect, who was still alive but injured.

"There are still over a dozen of us Saint Heirs and Holy Maidens. What if we join forces to kill the Heroic Spirit Commander?" suggested Holy Son Lin Kun of the Holy Spirit Sect.

"But he can revive!" frowned the Saint Heir of the Ten Directions Holy Sect.

"We must still kill!"

Over a dozen top geniuses took action together.

Although their cultivation levels were suppressed at the Heavenly Emperor Level, they were the elite among the top Heavenly Emperors; any casual strike from them could eradicate a One-Turn Quasi-Saint.

So many of them joining forces could certainly contend with the Saint Entry Realm!

"Too weak!"

Yet Ye Feng mocked them, exhaling a Sword Qi storm that in an instant shredded Lin Wei, Lin Kun, Ning Yu, and the others to pieces.

From that moment on.

The allied forces from dozens of Great Thousand Worlds were completely defeated!

Holy Spirit Sect, The Hall of Gods.

Ning Yu and Lin Kun's true selves finally awakened, their eyes filled with shock.

"What a Heroic Spirit Commander!"

"This strength is completely beyond expectations!"

"This matter must be reported immediately."

"Yes!"

The two left the Hall of the Gods and headed to the core area of the Holy Spirit Sect to visit the Spirit Venerable, recounting everything they had witnessed today on the Twilight Battlefield.

The Supreme Holy Sect.

The Holy Son Lin Wei found the Great Elder and also told of everything he had witnessed today, arousing the Great Elder of the Supreme Holy Sect's surprise.

"An Ancient Spirit Commander has actually emerged among the Ancient Heroic Spirits?"

"This is not a good thing."

The Great Elder of the Supreme Holy Sect frowned.

In the eyes of those from the Three Thousand Realms, the Ancient Heroic Spirits were not allies, as there were numerous instances on the Twilight Battlefield where fierce battles had broken out between Ancient Heroic Spirits and various gods from all realms.

Over time.

In the Twilight Battlefield, anyone not from the same Great Thousand World was an enemy.

Soon.

Similar news spread among hegemon-level powers such as the Ten Directions Holy Sect, the Devouring Heaven Demonic Sect, and the Mingwang Holy Sect.

"Activate the Eye of the Gods and observe the Twilight Battlefield!"

The Ten Directions Saint Emperor was the first to issue the command.

Other major powers followed suit, conjuring an Eye of the Gods in the Hall of Gods focused on the battlefield, eager to know the final outcome of this battle.

The Twilight Battlefield.

Ye Feng, who fought alone against millions of gods from all realms, was seen as a true hero without equal by the Ancient Heroic Spirits. An army of over a hundred million Heroic Spirits followed him; their mere presence was enough to suppress those in the Saint Entry Realm.

Ding!

More and more scrolls fell from the sky, each brimming with the fortune of a hundred worlds, all of which were absorbed by Ye Feng into the Heart of the Great World, making it even more powerful.

At the rear of the group.

Hu Feifei, Heavenly Path Spiritual Monkey, Chu Tianhe, Wen Xue, and Wen Yue watched in stunned silence as Ye Feng faced overwhelming odds with invincible might, rooted to the spot in shock.

For a while, they couldn't utter even a word of their usual banter.

"Within my sight, all are enemies!"

Ye Feng stood at the forefront of the group and spoke out clearly.

His left hand rested behind his back, his right hand forming a sword with his fingers, wrapped in a Sword Dao Domain of Third-Turn Perfection, his garments billowing as if he were a peerless Sword Immortal.

Even the Evil God's Chief felt a chill in his heart.

"Kill him!"

The Evil God's Chief pointed at Ye Feng and the army of over a billion Evil Gods immediately abandoned the other gods from the Great Thousand Worlds to charge towards Ye Feng.

Even the gods from the other Great Thousand Worlds turned their weapons towards Ye Feng, with nearly a billion beings of Heavenly Emperor Level strength launching a simultaneous assault on him.

At this moment, Ye Feng faced all the world as an enemy!

Despite his strength, he was mercilessly shattered.

"As expected of the Twilight Battlefield, even after my cultivation level is suppressed to the Heavenly Emperor Level, my physical body also descends to this level – this must involve the real power of the Great Dao, right?"

Ye Feng was torn apart time and again, only to reconstitute himself once more.

The army of Ancient Heroic Spirits behind him also suffered tremendous losses, losing over eight million after the first wave of the assault.

But, they fought fearlessly.

Combined with the tens of billions of other Ancient Heroic Spirits who hadn't yet pledged allegiance, a tide of countless mighty beings soon overwhelmed the gods from other Great Thousand Worlds and the Evil Gods.

With an absolute advantage in numbers, the Ancient Heroic Spirit Army, at the cost of falling eighteen billion strong, ultimately swept across the Twilight Battlefield.

An hour later.

Ye Feng stood high in the sky, his Sword Realm stronger than before, gazing coldly at the Evil God's Chief across from him.

At this point, the entire Evil God Army was reduced to him alone.

"Die!"

Ye Feng waved his hand lightly.

A ray of Sword Qi cut down the Evil God's Chief.

From then on, only the Ancient Heroic Spirit Army under Ye Feng's command remained on the Twilight Battlefield.

And they were the ultimate victors.

The great battle also drew to a close.

"Ding! Congratulations to the Ancient Heroic Spirit Army for facing an overwhelming force, sweeping across the gods, and successfully creating the Gods' Twilight. As an extra reward, you gain ten thousand world fortunes!"

An ancient and profound voice sounded.

The next moment.

A hundred scrolls fell down, gradually unfurling.

Within them lay ten thousand fortunes!

Ye Feng looked at the spoils, his smile growing ever more boastful.

As for people from all worlds, they felt envy, jealousy, and hatred.

"Happy National Day!"