The Clan Master Can’t possibly Be A Mortal
Chapter 1111 - 1111: Indestructible Brand

Misty Boundary.

Ye Feng's figure appeared out of nowhere, standing in front of the Realm Anchoring Stele that had grown several circles bigger.

Buzzing!

Due to absorbing three fragments of the Myriad Realms Stele, the Realm Anchoring Stele acquired a whole new function. It trembled incessantly, sensed by Ye Feng, who then rushed to this place without stopping.

"Let's see what kind of improvements you have."

Ye Feng closed his eyes, placed his hand on the surface of the Realm Anchoring Stele, and absorbed the information from it.

A moment later, he opened his eyes.

"The Realm Anchoring Stele has indeed undergone transformation."

"This time, it has gained the Indestructible Brand."

"Any being that I slay can have their Divine Soul branded on the Realm Anchoring Stele, granting them the ability to be undying and indestructible, and completely controlled by me."

"If I slay a Supreme Saint and imprint his lost soul on the Realm Anchoring Stele, I can gain an additional undying and indestructible Supreme Saint Realm fighter."

"The new talent of the Realm Anchoring Stele is quite twisted!"

Ye Feng nodded in satisfaction.

He decided that when he had the time, he would slay a few more formidable enemies and imprint their lost souls on the Realm Anchoring Stele to test how much of their peak stage strength he could utilize.

Thinking this, Ye Feng tore through the void.

In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in the Northern Region of the Starry Sky World, in the North Pole Star System, landing on an ancient star.

This place is known as the Polar Star.

For nearly a million years, this star had been anchored by the Hantian Ancient Saint, tasked with recording the major events of this world for a million years.

Ye Feng had once discussed this matter with Hantian Ancient Saint.

Thus, he knew that the Cultivation World of the Polar Star was very powerful, with countless cultivators, and just Quasi-Saints alone numbering over three hundred, a sign of prosperity and flourishing activity.

Where there are many people, chaos exists.

The Polar Star was no exception.

At this moment, in a vast coastal region of the Polar Star, sat an ancient city.

"Kill!"

Inside the city, the sounds of killing were nonstop.

A Four-Turn Quasi-Saint Level powerhouse was leading his subordinates to kill their way into the city, frantically plundering the resources of the area, and in a short moment, they had shattered the defenses of several Quasi-Saints.

"Lingtian Old Demon, are you not afraid of being hunted down by the cultivators of our entire Northern Region?" shouted a Quasi-Saint as he lay on the ground, angrily rebuking.

"I am already at the Peak of the Four-Turn Quasi-Saint. This plundering of resources from various places is to accumulate enough Supreme Treasures to let me undergo Saint Ascension. Once I ascend, I'll fly up to the Upper Realms of Shenzhou; why should I be afraid of you all?" Lingtian Old Demon sneered.

Hearing this, the faces of several Quasi-Saints in the city turned ashen.

Before, the entire North Pole Star System could not perform Saint Ascension, but since the Heavenly Dao's Incarnation appeared a while ago, refining the entire star system into a lower world of Shenzhou, the situation finally changed.

All Four-Turn Quasi-Saints sensed the aura that belonged to the Saint Ascension Tribulation, knowing the world had changed.

Rip!

Just then, the void was torn apart, and a tall and handsome figure appeared on the street.

This person was Ye Feng.

"Who are you?" Lingtian Old Demon looked Ye Feng up and down, finding that the aura emanating from him was not strong, seemingly not even reaching the Quasi-Saint Level.

"I'm just passing by," said Ye Feng.

He intentionally released a small amount of his aura, giving off a feeling that was somewhere between the Heavenly Emperor and Quasi-Saint Levels.

"Just passing by? You look to be at the top Heavenly Emperor Level, but since you've come here, you can die!" Lingtian Old Demon, who had been in a killing frenzy, directly made his move.

"Wait!"

Ye Feng extended his hand, and in his palm appeared a dark gold Elixir, containing abundant energy.

"Uh!" Seeing the Elixir, Lingtian Old Demon immediately stopped his killing blow and seized it, examining it closely.

"What is this Elixir?"

Lingtian Old Demon looked at Ye Feng, "This pill seems capable of helping me ascend to Saint, could it be the legendary Nine-Turn Golden Pill?"

"Yes, it is," Ye Feng nodded.

This Elixir was actually an Origin Force Crystal left behind by some unknown Saint Realm being from the Three Thousand Realms, purified by Ye Feng with the Heavenly Dao Green Lotus, and then refined into an Origin Force Golden Pill.

Its efficacy was good, enough to help one ascend to Saint.

Of course, its effects were far inferior to the Nine-Turn Purple Gold Pill.

"Nice pill, to show my gratitude, after I ascend to Saint, I'll kill you then!" Lingtian Old Demon swallowed the Origin Force Golden Pill in one bite and threatened viciously.

"I'll wait for your ascension," Ye Feng said relaxedly.

This time, he made a special trip to the Polar Star, just to capture a villain, cultivate him to the Saint Entry Realm, then personally slay him to become the first spirit engraved on the Realm Anchoring Stele.

Otherwise, Ye Feng would not have taken out an Origin Force Golden Pill.

"Young friend, why would you give such a precious Golden Pill to Lingtian Old Demon, this villain?!" The several Quasi-Saints lying on the street were greatly shocked.

"It's nothing, I just want him to achieve Saint Ascension." Ye Feng revealed a grin, saying carelessly.

"How foolish!"

Those Quasi-Saints felt helpless and frustrated to the point of spitting blood.

"Brat, I've changed my mind, after I ascend to a Saint, I won't kill you first. Instead, I'll refine you into a puppet for this Saint, to be commanded by me for eternity! Hahaha!"

Lingtian Old Demon burst into laughter.

The very next moment, he suddenly and violently felt the terrifying medicinal power of the Origin Force Golden Pill spread within his body, nearly bursting him open.

"Such a potent effect?"

Lingtian Old Demon was shocked, hastily rising into the air, his body covered in countless lightning sparks, he was going to undergo tribulation right there and then.

Boom Boom Boom!

Soon, the Saint Ascension Tribulation descended.

Lingtian Old Demon bathed in endless lightning, his aura gradually strengthening and emitting a rich vitality, quickly healing his injuries.

"Young friend, aren't you running?"

The remaining Quasi-Saints hurried to their feet, ready to take advantage of Lingtian Old Demon's tribulation to escape from the Polar Star immediately.

"Why run?"

Ye Feng remained completely calm.

Once Lingtian Old Demon became a Saint, he would slay him on the spot and imprint his spirit upon the Realm Anchoring Stele.

"If you're not running, we're going to flee first."

Those few Quasi-Saints hastily made a run for it.

Seeing this, Ye Feng did not stop them.

If these people were a bit tougher, he might have rewarded them with a few Origin Force Golden Pills, but since they fled, he let it be.

High above.

Lingtian Old Demon was undergoing tribulation.

In no time at all.

Using the life force within the Origin Force Golden Pill, he endured the Nine Heavens Thunderfire Furnace, and entered the phantom manifestation of the Thunder Saint Hall above the Polar Star, using the Thunder Pool to consolidate his cultivation level.

"Hehehe!"

"This old demon has finally ascended to Saint!"

"Next, the entire Northern Region is mine—eh! You guys actually ran away, get back here!"

Lingtian Old Demon tore through the void.

Moments later.

Bang Bang Bang!

The few Quasi-Saints who fled for their lives were caught by Lingtian Old Demon, remaining on the street where Ye Feng was.

"We're doomed!"

The few Quasi-Saints were pale as death.

At this moment, everyone on the street was lying on the ground, shivering, except Ye Feng, who was sitting in the teahouse by the street, calmly drinking tea.

"Kid, you're still in the mood for tea?"

Lingtian Old Demon saw Ye Feng, and with a vicious smile, he reached out his hand, intending to pull him over.

But, no matter how Lingtian Old Demon used his domain force field, Ye Feng remained calmly seated, not budging at all.

"How is this possible?"

Lingtian Old Demon was dumbfounded.

Those few Quasi-Saints also lifted their heads, looking at Ye Feng with faces of disbelief.

"The hunt begins now!"

Ye Feng murmured, slowly standing up, picked up his teacup and splashed the water inside, turning mid-air into a sharp sword beam that swept over Lingtian Old Demon's neck.

Gurgle!

Lingtian Old Demon, the shortest-lived Saint in history, thus had his head fall to the ground, his eyes wide open, unable to believe until death that he had ended just like that.

"Hiss!"

Seeing this, the few Quasi-Saints, as well as the people on the street, all inhaled a breath of cold air.

"Gentlemen, we will meet again."

Ye Feng put down the teacup, with a wave of his hand, absorbed Lingtian Old Demon's body and spirit, vanishing instantly.