The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 1054: Void Fissure, Protective Amulet

"Why is that?" Shangguan Shenyu asked.

"The Ancient Emperor promised me that as long as I assisted him in slaying the Tyrant Emperor, he would help me resolve my Dao Injury and elevate my cultivation level. When will he fulfill his promise?"

said the fleeting shadow of the Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor.

"This is a matter between my master and you; asking me will be futile, as I have no idea," Shangguan Shenyu snorted.

The undying and indestructible Shangguan Shenyu didn’t hold the incarnation of Divine Sense of the Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor in high regard.

"Heh heh!"

The shadow of the Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor smirked.

A fearsome demonic domain suddenly spread out, suppressing Shangguan Shenyu on the spot, and making it impossible for him to escape.

"I cannot kill you, but I can imprison you."

The shadow of the Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor said indifferently, "A mere Half-Step Saint, when you speak with me, keep your mouth clean."

Hearing this, Shangguan Shenyu broke into a cold sweat.

He was a False Heavenly Dao, undying and indestructible, but indeed very afraid of being imprisoned by a mightier being.

That would be worse than death.

"Don’t rush! I can help you inquire about it," Shangguan Shenyu immediately gave in, afraid that the Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor might actually imprison him.

That would be the end of him for this lifetime.

"With no evidence, bring me to the Ancient Emperor; I want to speak with him personally." The shadow of the Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor made no concessions.

"Okay." Shangguan Shenyu agreed.

Half an hour later.

Above a massive uninhabited star.

The shadow of the Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor and Shangguan Shenyu arrived at this place.

Looking at the desolate star, the face of the shadow of the Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor grew unpleasant: "Are you trying to trick me?"

"I surely am not!" Shangguan Shenyu hastily waved his hands, "The gods reside within a void fissure; this place is merely a stepping stone to the destination."

"Oh! I see?"

The shadow of the Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor narrowed his eyes slightly and, after a moment, waved his hand, signaling Shangguan Shenyu to lead the way.

"Follow me."

Shangguan Shenyu led the shadow of the Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor into the core of this uninhabited planet, where they saw a space rift that led to a mysterious and remote place.

"Open!"

Shangguan Shenyu slashed his palm, using his blood to inscribe complicated array patterns on the space rift, finally opening the rift completely to reveal a phantom-like gateway.

"Whoosh."

The two of them darted into the light door and vanished.

The next moment.

A phantom-like figure arrived at the spot, intending to stealthily enter the gateway, but before he could get close, the gateway closed automatically, reverting to the inconspicuous void fissure it was before.

"How strange!"

The person frowned and had no choice but to leave.

...

At Misty Sect.

Ye Feng returned to this place alone. As for Wang Ping’an, Huo Yunjie, Mo Ying, and other disciples, they were still looking for their fortunes in the Misty Area of the Void Realm.

"Sect Leader, you’re finally back!"

Hu Feifei was the first to rush over and threw herself into his arms.

"Haha, I’m back."

Ye Feng hugged Hu Feifei. With the beauty in his arms, he remained as calm as a saint and looked ahead.

Jade God, Gong Qingqiu, Yan Ruyu, and others hurried over.

"Sect Leader, we’ve missed you so much!"

"Your battles in the starry sky were too dangerous. If it weren’t for our insufficient strength, we would have rushed over to support you."

Everyone spoke one after another.

Ye Feng looked around, seeing the familiar faces of the people around him, feeling the relief of having survived against all odds.

If he hadn’t possessed an undying body, he might very well have perished in the great battle with the War God of Myriad Clans, Shangguan Shenyu, and others.

"Isn’t this me back now?"

Ye Feng smiled faintly, looking at the people around him, feeling a warm sense of coming home. He simply sat down right there and started to share his experiences in the Void Realm with everyone.

"Void Realm?"

"Turns out, between Shenzhou and the Three Thousand Realms, there’s actually a mysterious world separating them, burying the corpses of countless powerhouses."

"Sect Leader, can we go to the Void Realm to train?"

The disciples were all very curious.

"Of course you can," Ye Feng nodded, "However, before we go, I need to make a protective talisman for each of you."

Upon hearing this, everyone’s interest was piqued.

"As you all know, I have broken through Saint Manifestation. Am I right?" Ye Feng asked the crowd.

"Uh-huh, we know." The crowd nodded.

Ye Feng continued:

"After breaking through Saint Manifestation, I infused the spectacle of the world into every single cell of my body. Even just one strand of hair can unleash a terrifying force far beyond that of the past. Therefore, I plan to use my hair to create the source of power for your protective talismans."

Saying this, Ye Feng performed a hand-chopping motion, cutting off his hair that reached the small of his back, causing tens of thousands of strands to flutter in mid-air.

"Coalesce!"

Ye Feng formed hand signs with one hand.

Each strand of hair began to twine, turning into a black ring, and fell towards various places within the Sect, slipping onto the middle finger of the right hand of every Elder, disciple, and steward.

Every Spiritual Beast got one as well.

Swoosh!

Several black rings threaded through the void and entered the Void Realm, finding their way onto the hands of disciples such as Mo Ying, Wang Ping’an, and others.

"Sect Leader, are the black rings powerful?"

Li Jiaojiao sidled up to Ye Feng, extending her right hand to examine the black ring on her middle finger, her pretty face brimming with curiosity.

"Not very powerful. After all, I am but a Saint Manifestation. How much power can one of my hairs have? However, it can still protect you from fatal injuries."

Ye Feng said with a smile that was not quite a smile, his face mysterious.

Jade God looked at the black ring on his middle finger, and as Divine Sense of the Heavenly Saint Realm infiltrated it, he felt his consciousness entering an immense starry sea, and his heart was deeply shocked.

"Such immense power!"

Jade God couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

"Now, everyone has a protective ring, and you can safely go to the Void Realm to cultivate," Ye Feng said, looking at the Sect Disciples around him and with a wave of his hand, he sent them into the Void Realm.

The path ahead, they had to walk themselves.

As for whether they could seize the opportunity, that depended on the disciples’ own fate, and Ye Feng no longer needed to worry.

Looking at the Sect that had become much emptier, Ye Feng felt a sense of melancholy.

"Elder Gong, a new month has come, it’s time to prepare to recruit new disciples," Ye Feng said to Gong Qingqiu.

"Yes," Gong Qingqiu nodded.

Several days later.

At the Misty Sect Main Plaza.

Over a million prodigies from the Shenzhou Continent gathered here, ready to compete for the scant thousand available spots for the month.

"There are so many people!"

"It’s just for the Fourth Generation Disciple spots in Misty Sect, isn’t the competition too fierce?"

Many prodigies were stunned.

Previously, it was only tens of thousands competing for a thousand spots.

But ever since Ye Feng, along with the Heavenly Dao of Shenzhou, had repelled the Celestial Clan’s Saintly Venerable, Misty Sect’s prestige soared to the pinnacle, attracting countless prodigies to come.

These million disciples were those who had passed the examination of the Fate Purple Gold Bell; as for those who truly wished to join the Misty Sect, their numbers were at least in the billions.

At the summit of Misty Peak.

Ye Feng looked down at the million disciples below.

"Wait another year, and we’ll be able to recruit the number of disciples we need to advance to a Five-Star Force. Let’s hope nothing else happens in this coming year!"

Ye Feng murmured.

The examination for the new disciples was still presided over by Gong Qingqiu and Xia Wenwen, but unlike usual, Ye Feng personally arrived at the scene, drawing worshipful gazes from countless prodigies.

"Carry on, don’t mind me." After saying this, Ye Feng’s figure gradually faded yet remained in place.

Then, the discipleship examination began.

The prodigies present all gave their utmost effort, trying to show their best side in front of Ye Feng, making this discipleship examination exceptionally fierce.

The difficulty of passing was far beyond that of the past.

In this way, the thousand prodigies who passed the examination were each one in ten thousand.

For Misty Sect, the benefits were manifold.