The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 1053: The Gods, The Remnants of Myriad Clans

"Take it all!"

Ye Feng opened his mouth to inhale, and the world destroyed by the great battle immediately evaporated, transforming into countless energies flooding into the Misty Boundary.

He traveled through the starry sky, absorbing the shattered worlds. During this process, no one dared to obstruct him.

Today’s battle had almost driven Ye Feng mad!

War God of Myriad Clans, several dozen Heavenly Saints with Supreme Saint Methods, Envoys of the Gods Zhèng Yi....

Any one of these people could dominate alone.

But ultimately, they all became Ye Feng’s defeated opponents.

After this battle, without the strength of a Supreme Saint, nobody dared to attack Ye Feng. Even if they did, they had to hide their origins, fearing a visit from the undying and indestructible Ye Feng.

Half an hour later.

Ye Feng had devoured the shattered worlds and then tore through the void, vanishing from sight.

At the same time, the major worlds were still erupting in heated discussions.

The discussions mainly focused on two points.

First, Ye Feng’s terrifying strength.

Second, the existence of the Gods.

As for Ye Feng’s strength, the consensus was clear: Ye Feng was incredibly strong!

He was almost the strongest in the tier below the Supreme Saints.

If he were to use the Law Divine Ability "One Thought," he might be able to compete with the Supreme Saint Realm.

Countless leaders of powers dared not provoke Ye Feng.

If they saw him, they would immediately avoid him.

The debate about the Gods was even more intense.

Many cultivators from various powers targeted those who had initially besieged the Tyrant Emperor, such as Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor, Ming Emperor, and other five peak powerhouses listed in the Power God Ranking.

"Those five peak powerhouses are so disgusting."

"They even helped the Ancient Emperor besiege the Tyrant Emperor; it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call them traitors to the Three Thousand Realms."

"Exactly!"

"I really want the Thunder Emperor and Sword God to take action and eliminate these five traitors so that they won’t backstab us again in the future."

Many secretly discussed these thoughts among themselves.

Soon, similar opinions spread widely, reaching the ears of cultivators from the Devouring Heaven Demonic Sect and Mingwang Holy Sect, causing them to rage.

"How our Lord Demon Emperor acts is none of these ants’ business."

"Exactly!"

Cultivators from the Devouring Heaven Demonic Sect and Mingwang Holy Sect, thick-skinned, didn’t take it seriously and even brazenly went out to assassinate those who spread the rumors.

For a time, chaos gradually spread across the realms.

Ye Feng did not care about these matters.

At the moment, he had returned to the Void Realm.

In front of Meow Pavilion.

Sword Saint Yue Xi, Nantian Chan Juan, Wang Ping’an, Long Tianxing, and Qiao Jiaxi stood there, each with a different expression, watching Ye Feng.

"Sect Master Uncle, you are too fierce!"

Wang Ping’an couldn’t help but give a thumbs up.

"Isn’t Sect Master always this fierce?" Qiao Jiaxi scratched his head and said seriously.

"Haha, indeed." Wang Ping’an laughed.

"Sect Master Ye, regarding Shangguan Shenyu and the Gods behind him, what do you think?" Sword Saint Yue Xi looked at Ye Feng, her pretty face filled with worry.

The Gods were remnants of the Myriad Clans.

And the Myriad Clans were mortal enemies of the Human Race in the Three Thousand Realms.

Now, with this mysterious and unpredictable power emerging in the universe, it somewhat worried Sword Saint Yue Xi.

If she were just a regular Saint, she wouldn’t need to worry.

But as a Supreme Saint, she was a real high-ranking member of the Human Race in the Three Thousand Realms and had to consider these matters.

"What can I think?" Ye Feng spread his hands, "These people are too secretive, taking the initiative while we remain passive. For now, all we can do is to block the soldiers with generals and cover the water with earth."

"Indeed." Sword Saint Yue Xi felt helpless.

Ye Feng looked around and said, "It seems you all have tested your combat strength."

"King of the Five Stars." Nantian Chan Juan stepped forward, "How about that, I’m actually not weak!"

"Mm, indeed not bad," Ye Feng responded casually.

King of the Five Stars?

If it were a battle of the same rank, I could take one down with a single punch!

Ye Feng thought to himself.

"Now that you all have tested your combat strengths, come with me to a place, to meet someone."

Ye Feng walked ahead.

Hearing this, Sword Saint Yue Xi and the other Nantian Sword Sect members were very excited; they didn’t need to guess to know that they would soon meet Jian Nan Yi, who had fallen ten thousand years ago.

The opponent was an Invincible Supreme!

If he had not died, ten thousand years from today, Jian Nan Yi would have surely reached the Supreme Saint Realm, possessing terrifyingly powerful capabilities.

Alas...

Heaven envies the talented!

Such an outstanding prodigy of the Sword Dao had just perished like that.

Half an hour later.

In front of a tomb shrouded in mist.

Jian Nan Yi was seated cross-legged mid-air while Mo Ying, next to him, was practicing the sword, utterly focused, paying no heed to Ye Feng, Sword Saint Yuexi, and the others who had arrived together.

On the gravel path.

Sword Saint Yuexi raised her head, looking towards Jian Nan Yi not far off, her delicate body trembling slightly, tears flashing in her eyes.

Upon seeing Sword Saint Yuexi, Jian Nan Yi couldn’t help but tremble, his eyes showing a complex expression.

Silence suddenly fell upon the scene.

They looked at each other across the space without uttering a word.

Ye Feng waved his hand at everyone, took Mo Ying who was practicing the sword, and left the place together.

Not much later.

Only Sword Saint Yuexi and Jian Nan Yi remained in front of the tomb.

"You... you spied on me practicing the sword?"

After a long while, Jian Nan Yi blurted this out.

"Pfft!"

Unable to hold back any longer, Sword Saint Yuexi covered her mouth with her hand and laughed, her eyes curving into crescent moons as she gazed deeply into Jian Nan Yi’s Sword Soul.

"Ten thousand years have passed, and you’re still as straightforward as ever."

She giggled, not at all like a cold, aloof Supreme Saint Sword Cultivator.

Jian Nan Yi’s Sword Soul scratched his head: "Straightforward? I think it’s pretty good this way!"

"Fine, have it your way."

Sword Saint Yuexi’s lips curved slightly.

They simply looked at each other, not speaking, and after a long while, both began to laugh in agreement, like old friends who had been apart for many years.

...

On the winding mountain path.

Ye Feng was leading the group.

"The Void Realm is a burial ground for countless exceptional talents and also a place filled with treasures. Those buried here possess at least the strength of a King of the Same Rank."

"There are over ten thousand tombs in this area."

"If you are interested, just walk in the mountains, and if you are fortunate enough, you may receive their inheritances."

"Alright, stop following me around."

With that, Ye Feng took a step forward and vanished.

On the mountain path.

The people looked at each other.

"Since Sect Master Ye said so, let’s separate and look for opportunities!"

"Alright."

"Take care, everyone."

Nantian Chan Juan, Wang Ping’an, and the others immediately dispersed, walking towards different paths in the mountains to find the legendary graves hidden in the mist, trying to obtain their inheritances.

...

Deep in the Universe Starry Sky.

Nine Holy Beasts were pulling a palace, heading towards the frontier region.

Shangguan Shenyu sat on the throne in the Main Hall, considering the terrifying nature of Ye Feng using "One Thought," his gaze cold.

"Ye Feng is too strong!"

"If this man does not die, he will surely become a great enemy of The Gods."

"But..."

"Ye Feng is not part of the False Heavenly Dao, yet why does he possess such strong self-healing abilities? Could it be... that he has mastered the Heavenly Venerable Divine Ability?"

Thinking this, Shangguan Shenyu’s expression drastically changed.

Only this explanation could make sense.

"If it really is the Heavenly Venerable Divine Ability, Ye Feng’s value is immense; I must report this immediately."

Shangguan Shenyu licked his lips.

Suddenly, a shadowy figure appeared ahead, enshrouded in demonic mist, only its eyes flashing with a chilling glint, striking fear in the heart.

"The Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor!"

Upon seeing this shadowy figure, Shangguan Shenyu’s face changed, "Why have you sent your Divine Sense incarnation here? Could it be, you wish to track this god and find the hidden location of the Divine Race?"

"Not at all!" the shadow of the Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor shook his head.

Hearing this, Shangguan Shenyu became puzzled.