The Clan Master Can’t possibly Be A Mortal
Chapter 1309: Fierce Disciple

Chapter 1309: Chapter 1309: Fierce Disciple

"How dare you!"

Li Chijiao recovered from his injuries and immediately joined forces with several Immortal Venerables nearby, charging toward the Evil Clan’s Immortal Venerables. Both sides had four members, forming a perfect one-on-one match.

High above.

The eight Immortal Venerables, with similar power levels, fiercely unleashed divine skills in a frenzied clash, locked in a bitter struggle.

Inside Sky Piercing City.

As over a hundred thousand Evil Clan soldiers descended, the streets, mid-air, and desolate areas all became terrifying battlefields, with countless deaths and injuries.

Deep underground.

Li Ranmo opened his eyes.

"Evil King, have you arrived?"

He murmured, took a step forward, and slowly ascended toward the surface.

Regarding the cultivators fighting within the city, he did not intervene, instead extending his Divine Sense to scan his surroundings, trying to pinpoint the Evil King’s location.

In a secluded alley.

Ye Feng was munching on a candied hawthorn stick.

Watching the battles nearby, his brows furrowed initially, but soon his expression brightened.

"What a great opportunity!"

Although he did not crave war, the massive invasion of Sky Piercing City by the Evil Clan made the fight inevitable. Even if he didn’t desire it, he had no choice but to act.

And this would accelerate his progress toward gaining enlightenment qualifications.

"Heh, heh, heh!"

At the end of the street, sinister laughter erupted.

Ye Feng turned toward the sound and saw a Void Break Realm Evil Clan expert wielding a long blade, chasing and slaughtering several Divine Origin Realm cultivators from Sky Piercing City.

"Die!"

Ye Feng flicked his finger.

The Evil Clan expert instantly exploded, refined into Origin, merging into Ye Feng’s own microcosm.

"Hiss!"

The Divine Origin Realm cultivators gasped, belatedly turning to Ye Feng, realizing only then that he had intervened.

"Thank you, senior!"

They quickly offered their gratitude.

Although they perceived Ye Feng as a mortal, his ability to effortlessly eliminate a Void Break Realm expert disproved that notion entirely.

The mystery stemmed from Ye Feng being overwhelmingly powerful, rendering him inscrutable.

"It’s nothing."

Ye Feng waved his hand, meandering through the streets and alleys, casually obliterating swathes of Evil Clan experts.

"Ah, yes!"

"This is also an excellent training opportunity for the disciples."

Ye Feng glanced at the Evil Clan experts, clapped his hands, summoned the disciples of Misty Sect with a single thought.

Seconds later.

Mo Ying appeared first by his side.

"Greetings, Sect Leader!"

Mo Ying performed a sword salute, scanning the unfamiliar buildings nearby with curiosity.

"Sect Leader, what are my orders?"

Mo Ying asked.

"Slay the Evil Clan!"

Ye Feng pointed toward the rampaging Evil Clan cultivators.

"Disciples obey the command!"

Mo Ying immediately brandished her sword and charged forward.

Behind her, more and more Misty Sect disciples emerged through the Ancient War Conquest Gate, manifesting in Power Incarnations.

Once informed of their mission, they launched their assault without hesitation.

In Sky Piercing City.

Many Evil Clan experts realized they were being faced by a group of formidable young cultivators, each clad in robes embroidered with the words "Misty Sect."

"Who are you? How dare you meddle in our Evil Clan’s affairs? Courting death?"

An Evil Clan expert glared at Mo Ying and barked threats.

But instead of hearing a response from Mo Ying, he was greeted by a flash of sword light swift as lightning.

Splatter!

The Evil Clan expert’s brow was pierced, his Primordial Spirit annihilated, and his lifeless body collapsed to the ground.

"I’m here too!"

Zhang Tianyuan, Wang Ping’an, and Shi Lei arrived swiftly after receiving Ye Feng’s voice transmission.

Ye Feng glanced at Zhang Tianyuan, noticing he had ascended to the Void Break Realm. The corner of his lips lifted slightly: "Not bad, you’ve made a breakthrough. Use this opportunity to hone your skills and consolidate your realm."

"Understood!"

Zhang Tianyuan soared into the sky.

"Ten Thousand Arrows Through the Heart!"

With his left hand gripping a golden curved bow, and his right pulling the bowstring, he fired arrow after arrow in rapid succession, unleashing tens of thousands of tracking arrows within moments.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Each arrow struck its target with surgical precision. Some Evil Clan experts were killed instantly, while stronger ones endured the attack, preserving their lives.

In seconds.

Thousands of Evil Clan experts lay dead.

"Who dares?"

"Obstructing our Evil Clan? Courting death!"

Several Immortal-grade Evil Clan experts erupted in fury, glaring darkly at Mo Ying and the Misty Sect disciples.

"Die!"

An Evil Clan Human Immortal raised his hand, unleashing a sinister mist that coalesced into a massive palm, crashing downward with immense force.

"Purple Qi from the East, Heavenly Gate Opens!"

Shi Lei soared, wielding Ma Liang’s Brush, inscribing the phrase in the air, conjuring a majestic Heavenly Gate amidst a brilliant purple aura.

An armor-clad warrior stepped out, lifting his hands to collide with the massive palm.

Boom!

The warrior staggered three steps back, unable to fully match the opponent’s strength but managing to withstand the strike.

"What is this creature?"

The Evil Clan Human Immortal’s eyes widened in disbelief.

A Quasi-Saint’s seemingly bizarre method had thwarted his assault—unthinkable!

"Ultimate Ruthless Sword Drawing Technique!"

At that moment, a resounding voice echoed throughout the battlefield. As everyone instinctively turned to look, they saw a white-robed swordsman appear beside the Evil Clan Human Immortal, straining to draw his blade.

With each inch the blade emerged, his aura surged dramatically, his figure becoming increasingly insubstantial.

When the longsword was fully unsheathed, the white-robed swordsman had almost faded out of existence.

Screech!

A blinding sword light erupted.

The Evil Clan Human Immortal sensed imminent danger and tried to evade, but the sword light was too fast. Forced to retaliate, he struck toward the light with his palm.

Screech!

Relentless and piercing, the blade severed the Immortal’s hand before cleaving his head open, leaving him on the brink of destruction.

"Damn it!"

The Evil Clan Human Immortal’s Primordial Spirit exited his body, attempting to flee, only to be halted by a chilling sense of dread.

Turning instinctively, he saw Mo Ying silently appear behind him, whispering "Backstab," as she drove her sword downward mercilessly.

Splurt!

The Human Immortal’s Primordial Spirit was pierced, trembling on the edge of dispersal.

"Burning Art, refine!"

Wang Ping’an followed closely, enshrouded in flames, engulfing the Evil Immortal’s spirit in a fierce blaze.

"Ahhh!"

Screaming in agony, the Immortal retaliated with a blow that obliterated Wang Ping’an’s Power Incarnation, forcing his Divine Soul to retreat back to Misty Sect’s main body.

"Junior Brother Wang!"

Mo Ying’s expression shifted.

She unleashed a flurry of hundreds of sword strikes in an instant, finally obliterating the Evil Clan Human Immortal’s spirit.

"Phew!"

"It’s done!"

The nearby Misty Sect disciples sighed in relief.

Although they were merely Quasi-Saints, their combined effort successfully slew a Human Immortal, achieving a cross-realm kill and reveling in a sense of pride.

From a distance.

Ye Feng observed the entire process.

"Not bad!"

He was thoroughly pleased with the performance of Mo Ying and the other first-generation disciples, who managed to slay an Immortal collectively.

Further away, inside a grand hall.

Li Ranmo witnessed the scene, surprise flickering in his eyes. "The Misty Sect disciples are surprisingly ferocious; several Demi Immortal-level talents were able to combine efforts and execute an Immortal!"

He was impressed and envious.

The Li Clan also boasted many Quasi-Saint-grade Demi Immortal prodigies, but they would never be capable of cross-realm slaughters like this.

High above.

Numerous Evil Clan Immortal-grade experts noticed Mo Ying and her companions. Upon seeing the robes adorned with the "Misty Sect" insignia, rage flared in their expressions.

"Misty Sect disciples, how dare you!"

An Evil Clan Earth Immortal repelled his Sky Piercing City Earth Immortal counterpart, his eyes radiating destructive light beams that resembled the sharpest sword strikes. He aimed them at Mo Ying and the others.

"This is bad!"

Mo Ying, Shi Lei, and the other disciples all felt their hair stand on end. Their hearts raced as they attempted to dodge.

But in the next moment.

A graceful white-robed figure materialized out of thin air, floating in the sky. He stood firm against the destructive beams, his body unscathed.

"Your attack lacks force."

Ye Feng smiled, exhaling gently to extinguish the destructive beams, causing the Evil Clan Earth Immortal to recoil several steps in shock.

"It’s the Sect Leader!"

The disciples turned to Ye Feng, their hearts swelling with gratitude.