The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 1266: Ten Directions Saint Emperor Breaks Up the Fight

Chapter 1266: Chapter 1266: Ten Directions Saint Emperor Breaks Up the Fight

"Ye Feng, what crime should you bear?"

The Nether Emperor’s true body descended, hovering above the Myriad Clans Continent, his expression icy and ruthless.

Beside him stood the Devouring Demon Emperor.

Across the worlds of Zhongzhou, Dongzhou, Tianzhou, Dizhou, and others, powerful figures opened their eyes, gazing toward the Myriad Clans Continent with expressions of varying degrees of astonishment.

"Hundred Tribulations Realm, Level Ten!"

"The Devouring Demon Emperor actually broke through!"

A flurry of startled voices rose.

In certain ancient lands, tremors rippled, the beings within seemingly caught between shock and foreboding.

Myriad Clans Continent.

Sword Saint Yue Xi and the others’ faces changed drastically.

They too were sealed by the Nether Emperor’s imposing aura, their bodies frozen in place, utterly unable to evade.

At this very moment.

Their hearts sank to rock bottom.

Within the void.

Ye Feng remained in his humanoid mist form, lifting his gaze to the Devouring Demon Emperor and Nether Emperor above. Upon noticing their true bodies had descended, his face showed a hint of surprise.

"Ye Feng, what crime should you bear?"

The Nether Emperor questioned again.

As the words fell, a terrifying pressure crushed down, pinning Ye Feng in place, the chaos mist surrounding him roiling violently, shattering then reforming.

"What crime have I committed?"

Ye Feng stood with hands clasped behind his back, speaking calmly.

"You killed the Grand Elder of our Mingwang Holy Sect, provoked this Emperor... you deserve death a thousand times over!"

The Nether Emperor said coldly.

"Ye Feng, if you’re wise, hand over the Ancestral Ancient’s Head, or else this Emperor will take your life."

The Devouring Demon Emperor followed immediately.

"Ancestral Ancient’s Head?" Ye Feng raised a brow, staring at the Devouring Demon Emperor. "How do you know I have such a thing?"

"Hmph!"

The Devouring Demon Emperor sneered coldly.

Of course he wouldn’t tell Ye Feng that he was well-acquainted with the Ancient Emperor and knew top geniuses like Situ Ding.

Within the void.

Ye Feng furrowed his brows slightly.

He recalled.

During his conversation with the Ancient Holy God Overlord Emperor, the latter mentioned that the darkness of the Ancient Emperor was clandestinely orchestrating the siege of years past.

The Devouring Demon Emperor and Nether Emperor, as accomplices, were undoubtedly in collusion with the Ancient Emperor, and it would be no surprise they knew about the Ancestral Ancient’s Head.

"You’ve met the Ancient Emperor?"

Ye Feng fixed his gaze on the Devouring Demon Emperor, speaking in a low tone.

"What does it matter to you?"

The Devouring Demon Emperor’s expression remained indifferent. "Ye Feng! If you don’t want to die, hand over the Ancestral Ancient’s Head at once, and this Emperor might spare you."

"Really spare him?" The Nether Emperor secretly transmitted.

"If I don’t kill him, you can do the honors, can’t you?" The Devouring Demon Emperor transmitted back.

"Brilliant!" The Nether Emperor laughed inwardly.

Within the void.

Ye Feng’s face remained composed. "The Ancestral Ancient’s Head isn’t on me, and even if it were, you wouldn’t get it."

"You’re courting death!"

The Nether Emperor roared.

"Ye Feng, you reject mercy when given, so don’t blame this Emperor for being ruthless."

The Devouring Demon Emperor extended his hand, his palm exuding a terrifying demonic power that formed an illusory colossal hand, inscribed with countless solemn Sanskrit characters, reaching toward Ye Feng.

"Wait!"

A resonant voice echoed.

"Hmm?"

The Devouring Demon Emperor’s movements halted midway, turning toward the voice.

A middle-aged man with white hair strode through the air, clad in a long robe bearing ten radiant colors, exuding an aura far exceeding the peak of the Supreme Saint Realm.

"The Ten Directions Saint Emperor!"

Strong figures from every realm caught sight of this figure, each casting astonished glances toward him.

"Sect Master, why are you here?"

The Grand Elder and other elders and disciples of the Ten Directions Holy Sect rushed forward to greet the Ten Directions Saint Emperor, surrounding him in reverence.

Ye Feng also turned to look.

The Ten Directions Saint Emperor didn’t seem particularly old—a true silver-haired youth with an immortal demeanor.

"Sect Master Ye, we finally meet."

The Ten Directions Saint Emperor looked toward Ye Feng.

"An honor!"

Ye Feng cupped his hands respectfully.

"Ten Directions Saint Emperor, what are you doing here? This matter doesn’t concern you. If you’re wise, leave immediately." The Nether Emperor cast a glare at the Ten Directions Saint Emperor.

"Gentlemen, peace is precious above all!"

The Ten Directions Saint Emperor cupped his hands toward them. "I’ve come to mediate, hoping the Nether Emperor and Demon Emperor will give me, the Ten Directions Saint Emperor, some face and spare Sect Master Ye."

Hearing this, Ye Feng was astonished.

The Ten Directions Saint Emperor was actually here to plead on his behalf?

Major forces from various realms held their breath.

Mediation!

The Ten Directions Saint Emperor had crossed the starry sky at great risk, just for this matter?

The crowd was baffled.

Despite the Grand Elder’s successful fusion of Sun and Moon Powers, creating an even stronger Taiji Disc under Ye Feng’s guidance, the prior conflict had undoubtedly shamed the Ten Directions Holy Sect—certainly not something the Ten Directions Saint Emperor would approve of.

If he wasn’t planning to strike at Ye Feng, he would still be unlikely to intervene for his sake.

Yet now, this unprecedented occurrence had materialized.

Did this mean the Ten Directions Holy Sect intended to align with Ye Feng?

The crowd sank into deep thought.

"Mediation?"

The Devouring Demon Emperor and Nether Emperor exchanged glances, erupting in laughter before collectively turning toward the Ten Directions Saint Emperor.

"Hahaha!"

"Ten Directions Saint Emperor, what kind of fool are you to meddle in this matter? You’re like a dog chasing rats, sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong."

"Get out immediately!"

"Or don’t blame us for being ruthless."

The Nether Emperor and Devouring Demon Emperor mocked.

In their eyes, the Ten Directions Saint Emperor was nothing more than a trifling distraction, far beneath their strength and easily threatened.

Within the void.

The Ten Directions Saint Emperor’s brows furrowed slightly.

Ranked fourteenth in the Power God Ranking, he was already a top-level Hundred Tribulations Realm cultivator. Yet the Nether Emperor and Devouring Demon Emperor were stronger—ninth and eighth, respectively.

Their full power exceeded his own.

If forced to fight, he stood no chance of winning.

Understanding this, the Ten Directions Saint Emperor’s face grew solemn, but he still stepped forward, speaking seriously:

"Must it come to this? Regardless of past grievances, everything can be resolved. Consider, haven’t our Ten Directions Holy Sect and Sect Master Ye reconciled already?"

Hearing this, the Devouring Demon Emperor sneered incessantly.

The Nether Emperor stepped forward, unleashing the overwhelming aura of Level Eight in the Hundred Tribulations Realm, instantly suppressing the Ten Directions Saint Emperor.

"A mere Level Four—weakling! Get lost!"

As the final words fell.

The Nether Emperor appeared before the Ten Directions Saint Emperor, his hands forming seals as an eerie radiance emerged behind him, morphing into a blade of light that slashed viciously forward.

"Ten Directions Holy Seal!"

The Ten Directions Saint Emperor dared not falter. Both hands crossed as a splendid ten-colored treasured seal materialized before him, surging with imposing power to counter the light blade.

Rip!

A piercing sound echoed.

To the Ten Directions Saint Emperor’s dismay, his Ten Directions Holy Seal was split apart by the light blade, as though it were mere paper with zero resistance.

In the next moment.

The light blade lashed down once more.

Half of the Ten Directions Saint Emperor’s arm was severed, drifting into the starry skies as blood gushed out.

"Ah!"

The Ten Directions Saint Emperor cried out in pain, clutching his wound as he retreated frantically, his face pale with fear. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

"This is the price of meddling like a rat."

The Nether Emperor sneered.

In the Hundred Tribulations Realm, each level represented exponential differences in power—a gap of four tiers saw combat difference rise sixteenfold. To triumph against higher levels was virtually impossible.

Even a single tier gap proved insurmountable.

"Are you alright?"

Ye Feng reached the Ten Directions Saint Emperor’s side, activating the Heavenly Venerable Divine Ability "Heart of Life", flooding the other’s body with boundless vitality.

Soon.

The Ten Directions Saint Emperor’s severed arm reattached, quickly healing back to its original state.

"Thank you!"

The Ten Directions Saint Emperor sighed. "I came to mediate but nearly got myself killed."

"No matter—they can’t do anything to me." Ye Feng shook his head, turning to the Nether Emperor and Devouring Demon Emperor. "Whatever your business is, come directly at me."

"Come at you? Then prepare to die!"

The Nether Emperor leapt forward, swiftly arriving before Ye Feng, his large hand clawing viciously downward.

"Leave now!"

Ye Feng pushed the Ten Directions Saint Emperor aside, sending him back to the Ten Directions Holy Sect’s formation with their Grand Elder and others. Then, Ye Feng turned to face the descending claw of the Nether Emperor without flinching.

"Danger!"

The crowd urgently warned.