The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 1032 - : Deputy Sect Master Xue Xiao of the Wind-Fire Holy Sect

Chapter 1032 -1032: Deputy Sect Master Xue Xiao of the Wind-Fire Holy Sect

Mo Ying's mentality was very stable.

This trait made her suitable for practicing Swift Sword.

To be fast, one must first be stable.

Stability holds speed—this is what it means.

"Next, continue your training until the "Sword-shivering Technique" is perfected. At that time, increase the number of Sword Dao incarnations to approach the Immeasurable, thereby increasing your sword speed."

Jian Nan Yi continued to instruct.

"Disciple understands," Mo Ying nodded.

"Continue with your practice!" Jian Nan Yi said.

Mo Ying wielded her sword, thrusting one swift strike after another, enhancing her own speed and the Swift Sword Intent.

Jian Nan Yi's Sword Soul sat cross-legged on the ground.

Watching the diligent Mo Ying, he nodded from time to time, thinking to himself:

"Although she is a woman, she is truly well-suited for practicing Swift Sword. Perhaps, in the near future, my creation of the Ultimate Fast Sword might reappear in the world, astonishing everyone."

Thinking this, Jian Nan Yi became nostalgic.

He came from the Nantian Sword Sect in Dizhou. Although millennia had passed, there was a slim chance that any old acquaintances remained in the Nantian Sword Sect; yet, he could not forget the years he spent there.

In his memory,

When he practiced tirelessly, there was always a graceful figure in light veil, watching nearby.

Jian Nan Yi did not know who she was.

He was even somewhat annoyed by her presence.

"No women in the heart, thus the sword skills divine!"

This phrase had always been Jian Nan Yi's motto; hence, he never showed much regard for that graceful figure.

And it seemed she never took the initiative to speak to him either.

"A millennium has passed, she must be dead," Jian Nan Yi murmured.

In this world, few could live for a millennium.

Only those at the peak of the Heavenly Emperor level in the Void Break Realm could reach a lifespan of a millennium, and cultivators below this level rarely lived so long.

Moreover, among the entire Three Thousand Realms, those listed on the Power God Ranking who were Heavenly Emperor-level powerhouses numbered only tens of millions.

Scattered across various worlds, this was not many at all.

"The graceful figure had a weak aura; maybe she was just an ordinary female disciple of the Nantian Sword Sect, unable to break through to the Heavenly Emperor level. After a millennium, she definitely died."

"Sigh!"

"If she hadn't died, I would have liked to see who she was and to ask why she always silently watched me practice the sword."

"Could she have been wanting to learn Swift Sword?"

Jian Nan Yi looked up into the sky, sinking into deep thought.

…

Dizhou, Nantian Sword Sect.

A graceful figure sat on a tree branch, draped in a light veil, with an ancient sword hanging beside her, where the hilt and blade met, adorned with a crescent moon symbol.

On the cuff of her sleeve, the words "Yue Xi" were embroidered.

"In the blink of an eye, it's been a thousand years since he perished."

"If I could go back, when I secretly watched him practice his sword, I should have approached him and spoke up, even though the gap between our statuses was too wide and we could never be together."

With that, the woman gazed at the sky, her face filled with melancholy.

...

Dizhou, Wind-Fire Holy Sect.

"This infuriates me!"

A terrifying figure smashed the tea table in front of him, raging like thunder, glaring furiously at the many Saint-level figures around.

"Quickly find out who killed Elder Pang Hu and Yin Yuanwen, among other core True Disciples."

"Find them, and show no mercy!"

The figure issued orders one after another.

"Yes, Saint Emperor!"

The faces of the crowd were somber, nodding and swiftly leaving the Wind-Fire Holy Temple, dispersing into various regions of Dizhou in search.

"Saint Emperor, what has angered you so?"

A man in a brocade robe approached, with wind in his left eye and fire in his right, a powerful Heaven and Earth Phenomenon manifesting behind him, with countless forces of wind and fire forming numerous figures.

This person was clearly in the Heavenly Saint Realm!

"Deputy Sect Master, have you left seclusion?" The Wind-Fire Holy Emperor sat in his seat, looking at the newcomer with a slightly relaxed expression.

Deputy Sect Master Xue Xiao nodded and said,

"Reporting to the Holy Emperor, I have just left seclusion and have consolidated my cultivation at the Heavenly Saint level. You can tell me anything that needs to be dealt with."

"Supreme Elder Pang Hu is dead," the Wind-Fire Holy Emperor sighed. "In addition, Yin Yuanwen and several other core True Disciples have also perished, causing our Wind-Fire Sacred Sect to suffer heavy losses."

The younger generation was the future of the Sect.

Especially the eldest disciple Yin Yuanwen, whose combat power was extremely high. The Wind-Fire Holy Emperor had placed great hopes on him and planned to train him as the next Sect Master.

But who knew that the opposing party would die so quickly.

"This is absolutely outrageous!" Deputy Sect Master Xue Xiao angrily flicked his sleeves, "Holy Emperor, rest assured, I will handle this matter."

With that said, he left the Wind-Fire Sacred Hall.

"Be careful in everything," the Wind-Fire Holy Emperor reminded.

"The opponent is likely a Saint Manifestation, and I have already broken through to the Heavenly Saint level. Even if the enemy is powerful, I will remain unharmed," Deputy Sect Master Xue Xiao waved his hand.

On the Power God Ranking, there were only a thousand people in the Heavenly Saint Realm.

Including the hidden powerhouses from various realms, the Heavenly Saint Realm wouldn't exceed two thousand. In Xue Xiao's view, he was not in danger.

And this battle might perhaps become his first great victory after advancing to the Heavenly Saint level, making his name resonate through Dizhou and even the Three Thousand Realms.

In the void.

Wind-Fire Sacred Sect Deputy Sect Master Xue Xiao flew swiftly.

He had inquired from the Sect's disciples and Elders, and before long, he found the desolate mountain range with the existence of a space rift.

"A space rift! Send a clone to check it out."

Xue Xiao was cautious.

He cut a few strands of hair, chanted a few words, and behind him, the Wind-Fire Power induced by the Heaven and Earth Phenomenon surged out, merging with these strands to form an illusory External Incarnation.

But as the Incarnation approached the space rift, it instantly shattered.

"What's going on?"

Xue Xiao frowned.

Upon investigation, he discovered that the world behind the space rift was very bizarre and that only his true body could enter.

Any clone that approached would disperse.

"This is interesting!"

Xue Xiao sent this information to the Wind-Fire Holy Emperor along with the coordinates of this place, then entered the space rift.

Near the Purple Bamboo Forest.

Xue Xiao appeared out of thin air, turned around, and found the space rift quickly healing, making it impossible to leave.

"Divine Sense can only extend for dozens of miles!"

"Moreover, some areas are shrouded in mist, making them very blurry even if Divine Sense can detect them."

"This really is a strange place."

Xue Xiao looked around with a solemn expression.

He realized that this place was very dangerous, and even as a newly advanced Heavenly Saint, he might not be able to escape unscathed.

Moments later.

Xue Xiao found Ye Feng sitting on a rock, along with Wang Ping'an and three other disciples, and noticed several storage rings on the waists of Long Tianxing and Qiao Jiaxi.

On the surface of the rings, the words "Wind-Fire" were clearly engraved.

"Was it you who killed our Wind-Fire Sacred Sect's Elder Pang Hu and Yin Yuanwen along with other core True Disciples?" Xue Xiao stared at Ye Feng as he sternly questioned.

"Wind-Fire Sacred Sect Deputy Sect Master Xue Xiao, newly advanced to the Heavenly Saint level, finally someone with a bit of strength has arrived." Ye Feng looked at Xue Xiao, activating the Eye of Insight to obtain basic information about his opponent.

"Do you know me?" Xue Xiao's face darkened, "What exactly is your background?"

Ye Feng did not speak but activated the Mark of Void.

The next moment.

A faint mist enveloped the surroundings, moving as fast as lightning. Before Xue Xiao could react, he was shocked to find the scene around him rapidly change, returning to the desolate mountain range of Dizhou.

"The Mark of Void is quite useful."

Ye Feng thought quietly.

With just a thought, he could travel from the Void Realm to Dizhou in the Three Thousand Realms, faster and more precise than using the World-breaking Pearl.

"Who exactly are you?"

Although back in Dizhou, Xue Xiao felt increasingly terrified, believing he had encountered a formidable opponent.

"You're not worthy of knowing." Ye Feng shook his head, "Pang Hu was killed by me, and Yin Yuanwen and the other Wind-Fire Sacred Sect disciples were killed by my disciples. So, what will you do now?"