The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 519: The Shock of Ancestor Lingmiao, Presenting a Gift, Condensing Evil Qi

Ye Feng furrowed his brows.

All his shock and astonishment were, of course, performed. His acting was so exquisite that no one could detect anything amiss.

"This Divine Skill is indeed terrifying. With my current strength, when I use it with full force, I instantly resolved a Divine Origin Realm Seventh Layer. It’s truly unexpected," he thought to himself.

Ye Feng pointed at Wang Zhong, pretending to be shocked, "Fellow Daoists, why did this man die violently, could it be that you made your move?"

Upon hearing this, the corners of the mouths of the two ancestors twitched.

They were of the Void Break Realm, with terrifying powers. A slap from them could easily crush to death a cultivator at the peak of the Divine Origin Realm.

However, to silently erase a Seventh Layer of the Divine Origin Realm, especially when there were no wounds on the body, that was extremely difficult.

At the very least, both of them felt they were currently incapable of doing so.

"No, we did not make a move," Ancestor Lingmiao spoke up first, dissociating from the incident.

Ancestor Jinling’s avatar remained silent.

However, his gaze suddenly flickered, looking towards the Hardwood Plains hundreds of miles away.

He knew that beneath the ground there lay the cranial remains of an Ancient Holy God.

Even if his true body arrived, he could not withstand its remaining might.

"Could it be that the Ancient Holy God took action?"

Ancestor Jinling’s avatar could not help but speculate.

The Misty Sect was enveloped in great fortune.

All those who targeted the Misty Sect met with unfortunate ends.

Today, the sudden death of Wang Zhong from the Demon God Temple, dying with his eyes wide open, was definitely connected to the Ancient Holy God.

This thought made Ancestor Jinling’s avatar internally shaken.

Furrowing his brows, he turned to Ancestor Lingmiao and transmitted his voice, "We’d better not continue investigating this matter."

"Why?" Ancestor Lingmiao frowned.

"Trust me, I am right!" Ancestor Jinling’s avatar said with a grave face and deep voice, causing Ancestor Lingmiao to cease his questioning.

Both turned their gazes towards Ye Feng.

"Young Friend Ye, this man was a cultivator from the Demon God Temple. We’ll take his remains away, to prevent the Demon God Temple from using this as a reason to make a move against you, how about it?"

Ancestor Jinling’s avatar asked.

Ye Feng was slightly startled, then he nodded, "Good, thank you!"

He then turned to look at the three-petaled black flower hanging in the sky, one of whose petals had begun to crack.

This was the Demon God Flower.

An Upper Grade Spiritual Treasure.

"So, what about this Spiritual Treasure?" Ye Feng asked.

"This item is too dangerous. With your current strength, Young Friend Ye, you cannot control it. We will temporarily take it away to suppress it and erase the Primordial Spirit markings inside," said Ancestor Jinling’s avatar.

Ye Feng remained silent for a moment before saying, "Okay."

The Demon God Flower was an Upper Grade Spiritual Treasure, and with his current strength, it was indeed difficult to control.

Allowing the two Void Break Realm experts to take it away was the safer option.

"Young Friend Ye, we shall take our leave first!"

Ancestor Lingmiao and Ancestor Jinling’s avatar both exerted their formidable powers to suppress the wounded Demon God Flower, then picking up Wang Zhong’s corpse, they disappeared in an instant.

People looked up to see an empty sky.

There, the figures of the two Void Break Realm experts were long gone.

"That was really dangerous just now!"

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"Yeah, luckily the two Void Break Realm ancestors made a move, or else, we might all have been affected."

"Do you guys think, who was it that silently killed that Divine Origin Realm Seventh Layer Great Power from the Demon God Temple?"

"It’s hard to say, I can’t guess."

"I think, well, he was struck by divine retribution."

"Eh? I also think the same!"

The guests present were all discussing among themselves.

Hearing this, Ye Feng inwardly relaxed.

It seemed that no one suspected him.

The truth of today would remain a mystery.

However, when he thought of the Demon God Temple, his gaze suddenly turned chilly.

This force was very dangerous!

Ye Feng pondered for a moment, then showed a warm smile to everyone around, raised his hand in greeting, "Ladies and gentlemen, the great enemy has retreated, let us continue drinking!"

"Drink, drink, drink!"

The guests continued with the banquet.

…

Hardwood Plains.

Ancestor Lingmiao, with a blank face, followed beside Ancestor Jinling’s avatar as they descended three hundred miles underground. Looking at the massive human skull that appeared before them, a look of horror flashed in their eyes.

"The remains of an Ancient Holy God!"

Ancestor Lingmiao’s body shuddered.

Ancestor Jinling, with a stern face, said, "Do not scan with divine sense, and especially do not use divine eyes like the Heavenly Eye to observe, or else, we will be injured by the lingering might of the Ancient Holy God."

Upon hearing this, Ancestor Lingmiao’s breath hitched.

He looked towards the avatar of Ancestor Jinling, his gaze intense, as if asking for the details of this matter.

"I have already cultivated the Heavenly Eye."

After a long while, the avatar of Ancestor Jinling spoke, "Then, as I observed around in your Mystique Kingdom, I discovered this place."

Ancestor Lingmiao immediately became solemn.

He held his breath, waiting for what was to come next.

He only heard the avatar of Ancestor Jinling continue,

"That time, when I used the Heavenly Eye to observe the remains of this Ancient Holy God up close, I suffered a backlash and fell by the banks of Flowing Water River. And then, guess what I saw?"

"What did you see?" Ancestor Lingmiao pressed.

"I saw the Misty Sect enveloped in a majestic air of fortune, with unparalleled saintly might and possessing endless potential!"

At those words, Ancestor Lingmiao’s eyes widened sharply.

No wonder Ancestor Jinling valued Ye Feng so much—it turned out this is the reason!

Suddenly, Ancestor Lingmiao’s gaze sharpened: "I understand! The Misty Sect is enveloped by a great air of fortune, and that is because they are close to this Ancient Holy God, and the Demon God Temple Elder’s ulterior motives caused them to be annihilated by the Ancient Saint’s will from afar!"

"Hmm, I guess that’s the case." The avatar of Ancestor Jinling nodded in affirmation.

"So that’s how it is!"

Ancestor Lingmiao, finally understanding, felt relieved, "Since the Misty Sect is enveloped by a great air of fortune, we need not worry. In front of the Ancient Holy God, the likes of the Demon God Temple count for nothing."

"Exactly, if the Demon God Temple Master dares to come to the Misty Sect and act wildly, he will definitely be annihilated by the will of the Ancient Holy God." The avatar of Ancestor Jinling stated confidently.

"Then, let’s go!"

"Hmm, we still need to go back and erase the mark of the Demon God Flower."

Whoosh!

The two ancestors vanished in an instant.

After they left, the eyes of the remains of the Ancient Holy God buried deep underground, those two eternal flames, suddenly flickered, as if they understood the conversation.

"Air of fortune enveloping... Mist... Misty Sect?"

Strange syllables slowly spread out underground.

...

Demon God Temple.

The masked Demon God Temple Master appeared under the light, contemplating the shattered Soul Lamp beside him.

Afterward, he sat down cross-legged and began to deduce.

...

Misty Sect.

The star-raising celebration continued.

Not until that night did people from various major forces begin to leave one after another, each offering blessings before departing.

For example:

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May Sect Master Ye find a match soon.

Sect Master Ye, take three wives and four concubines!

Sect Master Ye, have octuplets!

Hearing these blessings, Ye Feng’s face stiffened.

In the crowd.

First Princess Ling Yue, upon hearing those blessings voiced by everyone, blushed slightly. After giving Ye Feng’s handsome profile a distant glance, she felt a rush of heat throughout her body and hurriedly lowered her head.

"Pah, these people, too frivolous!"

She quickly walked over to Ye Feng, left behind a peace charm, and then immediately soared into the air, disappearing from sight.

Ye Feng stood in the Sect Main Plaza.

Lifting his hand, he looked at the fragrant peace charm in his palm, scratching his head, somewhat at a loss.

"Ling Yue is giving me gifts now, what should I do..."

Ye Feng was at a loss.

He wondered whether he should take the opportunity to express that he was momentarily indifferent to romantic entanglements and fully focused on developing the great ambitions of the sect?

"Forget it!"

"Let nature take its course."

In the end, Ye Feng instructed his disciples to clean the Sect Main Plaza before he himself returned to the Sect Leader’s Great Hall.

After putting away the peace charm, he sat in a reclining chair.

"Evil Qi, condense!"

Subsequently, Ye Feng formed hand seals.

A vast amount of Evil Qi floating in the void was drawn to him, forming a vortex above his palm.

This was the dense Evil Qi left behind after Wang Zhong was eradicated by the "Weird Curse", containing some of his memories!