The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 1031 - : Saint Entry Realm? Can Be Destroyed in a Snap of the Fingers

Chapter 1031 -1031: Saint Entry Realm? Can Be Destroyed in a Snap of the Fingers

On the edge of the Purple Bamboo Forest.

Ye Feng naturally knew that a member of the Saint Entry Realm had flown over to this place, and moreover, with the Power of Wind and Fire lingering around the person's body, he must be a high-level member of the Wind-Fire Sacred Sect.

But Ye Feng was not in the least bit flustered.

The Three-legged Golden Toad had said that the channel leading to Dizhou had been tampered with by it; it was temporarily possible to enter, but not to leave.

"This is like catching turtles in a jar!"

Ye Feng whispered.

Hearing this, Long Tianxing, Qiao Jiaxi, and Wang Ping'an looked at each other, their faces full of confusion, not understanding why Ye Feng suddenly said these words, a bit perplexed.

The next moment.

A strong Saint Might descended.

An elder from the Wind-Fire Sacred Sect landed on the ground, looking at Ye Feng sitting on a rock, as well as Long Tianxing, Wang Ping'an, and Qiao Jiaxi, who were sitting cross-legged on the grass. He remained silent.

The scene immediately quieted down.

A moment later, Pang Hu spoke to Ye Feng:

"I am Pang Hu, from the Wind-Fire Sacred Sect of Dizhou, a member of the Supreme Elder Council. There are some matters I would like to inquire about with you all."

He could not see through the young man before him.

But Pang Hu's intuition was sharp.

This youth was no less than him!

Thus, not sure whether this person was an enemy or not, Pang Hu decided to maintain the basic courtesy that was due.

"No time, I am instructing my disciples," Ye Feng said coldly.

If it were someone else, they would definitely maintain basic courtesy with this person, but Ye Feng did not need to.

Because Pang Hu was a Supreme Elder of the Wind-Fire Sacred Sect.

He had come for revenge.

As the saying goes, seeing one's foes makes the blood boil in one's eyes. How could Ye Feng possibly show a good face to this man?

"Sir, your discourtesy is quite something, you think too little of me, Pang Hu?!"

Pang Hu's expression darkened.

But Ye Feng ignored him, still instructing Long Tianxing and Qiao Jiaxi, improving their Fusion Technique.

Wang Ping'an sat to one side, doing nothing.

Pang Hu glanced at Wang Ping'an, saw that he was only at the Peak of the Third Layer in the Void Break Realm, then asked, "Young man, from what power do you come, and what place is this world?"

Wang Ping'an wore a strange expression, thought for a moment, then asked:

"Do you recognize these people?"

Saying this, he stretched out his hand, and above his palm appeared the portraits of more than a dozen people, who were indeed Yin Yuanwen and other elite disciples of the Wind-Fire Sacred Sect.

Pang Hu's face drastically changed:

"These are all elite disciples of our Wind-Fire Sacred Sect; they mysteriously died after going out for training. Could it be that you have seen them?"

Wang Ping'an immediately sneered:

"Of course I recognize them. I encountered them in the mountains where they mistook me as a fright to them, and they initiated an attack. Later, they even tried to kill my two Senior Brothers and me. In the end, they were burned to death by us."

With these words out, the atmosphere on site suddenly became extremely tense.

"What the hell!"

Pang Hu was immediately enraged, "So it was you who killed the elite disciples of our Wind-Fire Sacred Sect! Die!"

Pang Hu raised his hand, Power of Wind and Fire swirling in his palm.

"Heaven is round, Earth is square, Wind and Fire form a Formation!"

As Pang Hu formed hand seals, the Power of Wind and Fire soared into the sky, transforming into a giant beast with two colors, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, pouncing towards Ye Feng and the others.

"Noisy!"

Ye Feng did not even lift his head; he simply stretched out his hand and flicked his finger in the air towards Pang Hu, sending out a dazzling golden light.

Boom!

Pang Hu was struck in the middle of his forehead, retreated three steps, then, with his eyes widening, looked at Ye Feng, who was slowly withdrawing his hand, with disbelief filling his pupils.

"Why can you kill me with just a flick of your finger, when we're both in the Saint Entry Realm?"

Pang Hu only managed to utter these words before he fell straight to the ground, his life extinguished and his path ended.

Seeing this, the three disciples were not surprised.

Ye Feng could even fight with the Celestial Clan's Saintly Venerable; although he had been defeated, he was not someone that just any member of the Saint Entry Realm could deal with.

Without being in the Heavenly Saint Realm, no one was worthy of Ye Feng taking them seriously.

"Saint Entry Realm? Just a flick to destroy!"

Only then did Ye Feng finally speak, turning his head to look at Pang Hu in the distance, and then said to Wang Ping'an, "Try your Fire Spirit, see if it can burn the corpse of someone in the Saint Realm."

"Okay!"

Wang Ping'an licked his lips.

That was a Sacred Body!

If it could be burned by the Fire Spirit, his cultivation level would soar and might even elevate the Fire Spirit by a level.

After the previous incineration, he had advanced a minor realm, and his combat power officially entered the King One-Star, where, during battle, by summoning the Fire Spirit, he could burn to death those of the same rank with weaker combat power.

However, things did not go as he wished.

No matter how Wang Ping'an's Fire Spirit burned, it could not affect Pang Hu's Sacred Body, and his mood gradually became frustrated.

"Sect Master Uncle, it cannot be burned."

Wang Ping'an had no choice but to extinguish the flames and looked at Ye Feng.

"That's normal, the destructive power of the Fire Spirit is built upon your own cultivation level. You're only at the peak of the third layer of the Void Break Realm. Even if you have combat power invincible at the same rank, you cannot burn the Saint Realm,"

Ye Feng said.

"What should we do then?" Wang Ping'an asked with a troubled face.

"It's simple, the storage ring from this corpse is for you all, as for the corpse, give it to me."

Ye Feng stretched out his hand, took off Pang Hu's storage ring, removed the restrictions, and left it to his disciples.

Then, he reached out with a pat.

Bang!

Pang Hu's corpse immediately exploded into fragments and Ye Feng, borrowing the power of the entire Misty Boundary, refined it into an Origin Source Crystal.

"This, I will keep for Princess's cultivation,"

Ye Feng mused to himself.

Hu Feifei's cultivation level was stuck at the Saint Manifestation Level, and to continue improving, she needed to devour a large number of Saint Realm Origin Source Crystals.

Without these, her progress would be very slow.

"Wow, so many supreme grade spirit stones!"

"I'm taking this one; I'm going to burn it up."

"There are also many secret techniques and scriptures... hey, there's even an auxiliary cultivation method "Power of Wind and Fire". No wonder the disciples of the Wind-Fire Holy Sect are so formidable; they rely on this supplementary cultivation method."

The disciples were examining the contents of Pang Hu's storage ring.

The battle rewards were abundant.

Spirit stones, Origin Source Crystals, Origin Force Crystals, cultivation techniques, spells, Divine Skills, formations, and Spiritual Treasures, a dazzling array.

"This thing is useless, burn it for me!"

Wang Ping'an picked up an alms bowl of a lower-grade treasure and immediately released the Fire Spirit to burn it to ash.

"Useless things, all yours to burn,"

declared Long Tianxing and Qiao Jiaxi.

They selected Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures that were useful for enhancing their vitality and also some Treasure Beads containing the Power of Wind and Fire, as well as a large number of Substitute Talismans for self-defense.

The rest were left to Wang Ping'an.

"Haha, my cultivation level is improving again!"

Wang Ping'an burned through piles of various ordinary Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures and found that his body was absorbing more and more special energy. Before long, he broke through his bottleneck and advanced to the Fourth Layer of the Void Break Realm.

As for the strength of the Fire Spirit, that too had improved significantly.

Although his combat power had not yet reached King Two Stars, he had already taken several steps forward within the King One-Star level.

"Ping An, you've got a solid foundation, and your progress is not slow," Ye Feng's tone shifted, "But the resources you've consumed are too much; a regular Holy Land couldn't support you." ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Wang Ping'an grinned: "We might not have them, but our enemies do! And they must have plenty."

"That's also true," Ye Feng laughed dryly.

The Misty Sect had too many enemies.

They were countless.

Although it was problematic that the sect had many adversaries, it was not entirely a bad thing—if lacking in cultivation resources, they could obtain them from their enemies.

...

Dozens of miles away.

In front of the gravesite of Jian Nan Yi, known as the Invincible Supreme Fifty-Ninth, Mo Ying was holding a sword gesture, and dozens of avatars identical to her original body appeared, each wielding a sword and performing the "Sword-shivering Technique" taught by Jian Nan Yi, turning each avatar's sword into dozens, creating a dense and overwhelming display.

Clang!

Countless sword lights stabbed at a stone figure, grinding it into powder.

Clap, clap, clap!

Jian Nan Yi's Sword Soul applauded and praised,

"You really are suited for practicing Swift Sword; in a short time, you've brought the "Sword-shivering Technique" to major achievement and evolved a Sword Dao avatar. Very good!"

"It's all thanks to master's teaching."

Mo Ying sheathed her sword and bowed, her face under the black veil showed no hues of arrogance.