The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 1048 - : Eruption! The Final Winner

"Human Race, despicable and shameless!"

The War God of Myriad Clans roared, his armor on the surface of his body automatically shattered, transforming into a radiant light that merged into his body, revealing his exceptionally robust muscles, each inch of flesh imbued with tremendous strength.

Wisps of Law fluctuations slowly emanated.

He struggled with all his might and, finally ignoring the oppressive might of the surrounding Laws, flashed forward and appeared in front of a Heavenly Saint Realm cultivator.

"It's over!"

This Heavenly Saint Realm cultivator felt a chill run from his head to his toes in an instant.

"Die for me!" The War God of Myriad Clans, in a frenzy, threw his fists, grinding the person into powder.

"Take it!"

Ye Feng seized the opportunity to use ""Leaping Step"" to reach nearby, stretched out his hands as if they were giant vortexes, devoured the exploded Heavenly Saint Realm cultivator, and suppressed him in the Misty Boundary.

"I knew you'd come to snatch the prey, kill!"

The War God of Myriad Clans redirected his punch towards Ye Feng.

"You think I didn't anticipate this?" Ye Feng said with a faint smile, extending his fist and colliding with that of the War God of Myriad Clans, he used the force to retreat.

"These two madmen!"

The remaining dozens of Heavenly Saint Realm cultivators ground their teeth in hatred.

They had finally obtained the methods of the Supreme Saint Realm and thought they could hunt down Ye Feng, but they couldn't handle him in the slightest and were instead calculated against, eliminating two of their Heavenly Saints.

"Kill them!"

The remaining Heavenly Saint Realm cultivators were consumed by rage. After taking a deep breath, they burst forth with all the methods left behind by the Supreme Saint Realm cultivators.

Sharp Sword Dao Law swords.

Mountain-like Law of Power giants.

Terrifying shockwaves formed by tidal Law.

Treasured seals condensed from mountain Law.

...

Dozens of similar Law powers all emitted a powerful might, forming a continuum that engulfed both Ye Feng and the War God of Myriad Clans, shrouding the center of the great battle in dazzling light.

"Ah!"

The War God of Myriad Clans suddenly screamed in pain.

Even with his extreme Defensive Capability, he couldn't remain unscathed against the numerous methods left by the Supreme Saint Realm cultivators.

As for Ye Feng, he remained silent.

No one knew what had become of him.

"Quick, cast a Law barrier and completely seal off this void; don't let Ye Feng and that big fool escape."

"Exactly my thoughts!"

The present Heavenly Saints began forming hand seals, and light rose around them, connecting with those Law powers and enveloping the center of the battle.

Thousands of miles away.

Unknown to anyone, a figure appeared out of thin air, enshrouded in a rosy glow as if he wasn't part of this space-time.

This person was Ye Feng!

He had used ""Leaping Step"" to easily escape the predicament.

As for the War God of Myriad Clans, he was being crushed by dozens of powerful Law Divine Abilities and was likely not going to last.

"Stop now!"

"Let's see what the situation looks like."

A Heavenly Saint Realm cultivator spoke.

The others immediately waved their hands, dispersing the brilliance and mist at the center of the battle, revealing a towering figure covered in wounds.

By now, half of the War God of Myriad Clans' head had been shaved off, an arm had vanished, his body was covered in charred marks, and everything below the knees of both legs was gone.

Even his heart had burst.

"He's not dead after all that?"

"Where's Ye Feng?"

"He must be completely obliterated."

These dozens of Heavenly Saint Realm cultivators laughed heartily.

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Strong cultivators watching this battle were filled with disbelief. Could it be that the incredibly powerful Ye Feng had died just like that?

Void Realm.

"Ye Feng... is gone?" Sword Saint Yuexi's hand, holding his longsword, trembled slightly; the others also had drastic changes in their expressions.

Wang Ping'an sat on the ground, calm and composed.

"Sect Leader has the Undying Body; how could he possibly die? According to his usual style, he should be hiding in the dark right now, preparing a friendly backstab against these Heavenly Saint Realm cultivators!"

Wang Ping'an thought to himself.

Tomb of Jian Nan Yi.

Mo Ying stood before the grave, with a serene expression.

Jian Nan Yi's Sword Soul could not see her face and, mistaking her for profoundly grieved, could only sigh and say, "Alas! It seems Ye Feng could not escape this calamity!"

"Master, our Sect Leader isn't dead yet!" Mo Ying said calmly and composedly.

"Not dead?" Jian Nan Yi widened his eyes.

"The world may end, but the Sect Leader probably can't die. From what I know of him, right now he's likely preparing to backstab these Heavenly Saint Realm cultivators in the dark," Mo Ying spoke indifferently.

"That was dozens of Supreme Saint Attacks, and he still survived?" Jian Nan Yi grew increasingly astonished.

"He has a true Undying Body," Mo Ying said, her tone calm and filled with confidence.

In the starry sky.

"You despicable members of the Human Race, do you dare to face me in single combat?" roared the War God of Myriad Clans.

Many Heavenly Saints heard this and all sneered.

"What a big idiot!"

"If we can gangbang, why bother with a duel?"

"Fellow Daoists, Ye Feng has died so completely that not even dregs remain; next, if we join forces to kill the big idiot, we can then go to the Devouring Heaven Demonic Sect to claim our reward."

"That's a Supreme Saint Weapon we're talking about!"

"How shall we divide it?"

"Present it to the Supreme Saints behind us in exchange for a breakthrough to the Supreme Saint, how perfect would that be?"

"Good, it's settled then."

The Heavenly Saints sneered maliciously, continuing their offensive.

Countless terrifying Law Fluctuations swept out, bombarding the body of the War God of Myriad Clans, causing his body to crack and shatter inch by inch, eventually turning into countless fragments, floating in midair.

"He's finally dead!"

"Fellow Daoists, don't rush; be wary in case this person can resurrect. Continue refining until he's like Ye Feng, not even a half-bit of residue remaining."

"Alright."

The crowd pressed on, exhausting all the remaining power of the Law Divine Abilities until they refined the War God of Myriad Clans into dregs, floating in the starry sky like a desolate galaxy.

"Done and dusted."

Only then did the crowd breathe a sigh of relief.

But, just then.

These dozens of Heavenly Saints suddenly felt a chilling sense of horror crawl up their spines, making their scalps tingle. They hurriedly turned around, only to find nothing behind them.

"Too late."

A cold voice rang out.

Before the crowd could react, the crush of the Power of the World had already enveloped them, hindering their movement.

Then, Ye Feng appeared out of thin air.

He showed no mercy. With his first move, he unleashed the piercingly powerful "Blood Stinger," penetrating the foreheads and Divine Senses of these dozens of Heavenly Saints, triggering horrific explosions.

Boom!

Only Divine Sense could hear the sound, leaving many cultivators with buzzing heads.

"Take them!"

The next moment, Ye Feng gathered these severely injured Heavenly Saints into the Misty Boundary; the Realm Anchoring Stele there ensured that even these powerful Heavenly Saints couldn't escape their bindings.

"Ye Feng, you're actually still alive?"

Inside the Misty Boundary, these Heavenly Saints stared at Ye Feng, their pupils shrinking to the size of pinpricks, faces filled with disbelief.

"If the Three Thousand Realms exploded, perhaps even then I wouldn't die."

Ye Feng sneered.

He continuously used powerful Divine Skills like "Myriad Realms Fist," blasting these Heavenly Saints' bodies apart into countless raindrops of light that fell and were absorbed and refined by the Realm Anchoring Stele.

The Origin of the entire world grew significantly stronger.

Although there was still a vast distance to reach the Heavenly Venerable Level of the Great Thousand World, as long as he kept accumulating, the Misty Boundary would always grow stronger.

In the starry sky.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Ye Feng, previously declared to have perished, suddenly reappeared, successfully ambushed with lightning speed, and disappeared with those dozens of Heavenly Saints without a trace.

Half a quarter-hour later.

Deep in the Universe Starry Sky, Ye Feng appeared out of nowhere.

He patted the dust off his clothes and with a stern, cold voice sent through Divine Sense across various worlds:

"If you wish to kill me, then be prepared to be counter-killed by me. I, Ye Feng, am always ready for you to come and offer your lives!"

These words shocked all realms.

"That damned Ye Feng!"

"How is it possible that dozens of Heavenly Saints with Supreme Saint Methods can't kill Ye Feng?"

"Could it be, the rumor is true, and Ye Feng really has an Undying Body?"

The mighty beings of all realms were immensely shaken.

"Rubbish Undying Body! Ye Feng must be a False Heavenly Dao of Shenzhou, capable of resurrecting through Shenzhou. To kill Ye Feng, we must find Shenzhou and destroy it, only then can we completely erase Ye Feng."

Some spoke thus, setting off a massive uproar.

Deep in the starry space.

Ye Feng ignored the Divine Sense fluctuations of the mighty beings, took a deep breath, and devoured the various Law essences floating in this Combat Zone into his body for refining.

"Such a concentrated Slaughter Energy!"

Ye Feng exclaimed with delight.

The previous bloodshed not only led to the fall of the Half-Step Saint War God of Myriad Clans but also the demise of dozens of Heavenly Saints, filling the area with an aura of slaughter that could be refined into Slaughter Energy.

And such power was precisely what Ye Feng needed to break through realms.

"My cultivation level, stuck at the peak of Saint Entry for so long, is finally ready for a breakthrough!" Ye Feng licked his lips, smiling.

In this great battle, he was the ultimate winner!