The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 1259: The Potential of the Hundred Tribulations Realm

Chapter 1259: Chapter 1259: The Potential of the Hundred Tribulations Realm

All realms.

Everyone watching this scene was utterly stunned.

The Grand Elder of the Ten Directions Holy Sect, who was being completely overwhelmed by the Demonic Vine Tribe Chieftain moments ago, had now reversed the situation, sweeping through his opponent with ease and claiming victory effortlessly.

The turn of events had happened too fast!

"Can someone tell me what just happened?"

Some cultivators couldn’t help but ask.

"It’s because the Power of Taiyin and the Power of the Sun fused, forming the Taiji Disc, which caused the Grand Elder of the Ten Directions Holy Sect’s battle power to surge dramatically."

"It seems so."

"At the start, the Grand Elder’s battle power was relatively ordinary, but now it seems to have increased tenfold, propelling him to the level of a King among cultivators of the same realm!"

"Too powerful!"

"Was this also part of Sect Master Ye’s guidance?"

The major powers started discussing fervently.

Myriad Clans Continent.

The Demonic Vine Tribe Chieftain had been obliterated, his soul reverting into an ancient coffin that fell back to its original place.

"What terrifying power!"

Other chieftains echoed in somber tones.

They realized that the combat strength of the Grand Elder of the Ten Directions Holy Sect had increased so drastically that he seemed like a completely different person, capable of contending with their formidable strength.

Misty Sect.

The disciples were also closely following the battle.

"This kind of power must at least be at King Five-Star, or even King Six-Star, right?"

"I think it’s more than that—probably even Seven-Star."

"Should we ask Senior Sister Mo Ying?"

The disciples turned to Mo Ying, who was seated at the front.

On a giant stone.

Mo Ying analyzed for some time before finally speaking:

"From an inter-realm viewing perspective, my analysis might not be precise, but no matter what, this kind of power is at least King Seven-Star."

King Seven-Star!

The crowd collectively held their breath.

"Should we go to the Void Realm to ask?"

Shi Lei suddenly suggested.

"The Sect Leader isn’t here, so we can’t even go to the Void Realm!" Li Jiaojiao spread her hands helplessly.

"That’s true!" The crowd bitterly smiled.

Void Realm.

Jian Nan Yi sat atop his own grave, watching the light screen of events. He calculated with a hand gesture for a moment before speaking:

"King Eight-Star Power!"

"As expected of the Yin Yang Force—it can cause such a dramatic surge in battle strength. However, it’s a pity that this person’s Power of Taiyin and Power of the Sun lack purity."

"Otherwise, a true fusion of Yin and Yang Force could elevate a cultivator’s combat strength to King Nine-Star. Such a shame!"

Shaking his head, Jian Nan Yi sighed.

In the Purple Bamboo Forest.

The Three-legged Golden Toad stood upright on one leg, using its front claws to massage the shoulders of the Void Beast.

"My lord, does this feel good?"

"Meow~"

The Void Beast mewled, stretching lazily in place, its youthful face full of enjoyment.

Seeing this, the Three-legged Golden Toad stuck out its tongue and smiled.

It could tell the Void Beast was thoroughly enjoying itself.

Then.

The Three-legged Golden Toad raised its head, looking at the light screen of the Myriad Clans Divine Mountain. Its gaze lingered on the Grand Elder of the Ten Directions Holy Sect as it remarked:

"Ye Feng truly is the Invincible Supreme. With just a little guidance, this person reached enlightenment and experienced a massive surge in combat strength."

The Void Beast remained silent.

It lifted its head, its deep eyes glancing at the countless black ancient coffins scattered across the Myriad Clans Divine Mountain. Within its gaze glimmered a light of disdain.

...

Myriad Clans Continent.

The Grand Elder of the Ten Directions Holy Sect stood in place, holding the Taiji Disc in his hands, his face full of joy.

"I’ve done it!"

"Breaking through the cocoon and emerging as a butterfly!"

"Now, I can count myself among the top-tier experts and have found the path I must take for the future, holding the potential to ascend to the Hundred Tribulations Realm."

Overcome with excitement, the Grand Elder trembled.

Then he turned to look at Ye Feng, his expression complicated.

At the Ten Directions Holy Sect’s mountain gate, the Grand Elder had been certain he was doomed. Who could have expected that Ye Feng, using his Heavenly Saint Realm cultivation, would spar with him—it had come as a surprise.

But soon after.

That surprise had turned into a nightmare.

As someone at the Supreme Saint Realm, he wasn’t Ye Feng’s match despite the latter being in the Heavenly Saint Realm. Forced into exile, he had made his way to the Myriad Clans Continent alone.

At that time, he believed his end was imminent.

But, against all odds, Ye Feng had offered a hint and even gave him a helping hand during the battle, turning the tides.

Even now.

The Grand Elder felt as if he were dreaming, finally realizing that Ye Feng had been subtly guiding him.

But... why?

Even if Ye Feng held no grudge for past disputes, it was unthinkable that he would go so far as to guide him.

The Grand Elder couldn’t make sense of it.

"Do you still wish to fight?"

The Grand Elder first turned to the Chieftain of the Hunting Tribe and the others, but they remained silent.

Then.

The Grand Elder turned and approached Ye Feng, Sword Saint Yue Xi, and over ten other Supreme Saint Realm cultivators. He clasped his hands in greeting:

"Fellow Daoists, it’s been a while!"

"It’s been a while!"

The others either returned his greeting or nodded slightly, their attention locking on Ye Feng and the Grand Elder, curious about how the two would speak.

"Thank you, Sect Master Ye, for your guidance!"

The Grand Elder bent deeply in a bow, nearly forming a ninety-degree angle, exuding utmost respect.

"This is your opportunity."

Ye Feng’s words were simple yet profound.

Everyone froze, puzzled by his statement.

Ye Feng didn’t explain further but added:

"The Powers of Taiyin and the Sun should be inherited and carried forward. Now that you’ve fully embarked on this path, cultivate well—it’s a long road ahead."

The Grand Elder was still confused.

Yet he clasped his hands again, repeatedly expressing his gratitude.

"Remember! The grudges between us are not yet settled; with this, you owe me two favors."

Ye Feng added calmly.

"From this moment forward, no matter what Sect Master Ye asks of me, I shall charge through fire and water without hesitation," the Grand Elder vowed with utmost seriousness.

"Hmm." Ye Feng nodded slightly.

He didn’t reveal his reasons for guiding the Grand Elder, maintaining an air of mystery.

Because it was inconvenient to explain.

In truth.

The Misty Sect and the Ten Directions Holy Sect weren’t enemies. Strictly speaking, they were allies.

Ten thousand years ago.

The Ten Directions Saint Emperor and the Celestial Clan’s Saintly Venerable were mortal enemies, and the Celestial Clan’s Saintly Venerable was also Ye Feng’s enemy. As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Thus, the Ten Directions Saint Emperor counted as a friend.

Initially, Ye Feng had no intention of sparing the Grand Elder.

But upon arriving at the Ten Directions Holy Sect, a sweep of his Divine Sense revealed that the Grand Elder was a kind-hearted old man. Their conflict had been purely coincidental.

Moreover, sensing the Powers of Taiyin and the Sun emanating from the Grand Elder, Ye Feng was reminded of the Moon Immortal Venerate and the Sun Immortal Venerate, believing that such a legacy should not be severed.

Therefore, he made his decision.

And as events unfolded, Ye Feng had been proven right.

With his guidance, the Grand Elder successfully fused the Powers of Taiyin and the Sun, surviving against impossible odds, condensing the Taiji Disc, and drastically enhancing his combat strength.

Now, their past enmity had turned into mutual respect and understanding.

Ye Feng had effectively gained a powerful ally, bringing him a sense of satisfaction.

Ten Directions Holy Sect.

"With the Grand Elder’s significant advancement, his strength will continue to surge in the short term. He even holds the potential to ascend to the Hundred Tribulations Realm. This is excellent news!"

The Ten Directions Saint Emperor felt deeply gratified.

The Grand Elder’s breakthrough would strengthen the Ten Directions Holy Sect and serve as a formidable force against the Myriad Clans Divine Mountain.

Myriad Clans Continent.

Sword Saint Yue Xi and the others breathed a collective sigh of relief.

With Ye Feng and the Grand Elder of the Ten Directions Holy Sect mending their relationship, their concerns were alleviated as well.

On the ground.

Ye Feng continued sipping his tea.

Suddenly, he sensed an overpowering aura closing in and immediately looked over.

"What a terrifying aura!"

Sword Saint Yue Xi, the Grand Elder of the Ten Directions Holy Sect, and others also felt the suffocating pressure, promptly turning their gazes in the same direction.

Beyond the Myriad Clans Continent.

The Saint Realm cultivators of various major factions felt the impending presence as well.

"Ye Feng, you killed my Grand Elder Ming Emperor and destroyed the Mingwang Huo altar. What punishment do you deserve?"

A cold, resounding voice echoed abruptly.

In the next instant.

Upon the Myriad Clans Continent.

A mysterious, black-robed figure materialized. Though it was merely a projection, it radiated the overwhelming aura of a Hundred Tribulations Realm Third-Level cultivator.

"It’s the Divine Sense manifestation of the Ming Emperor!"

"Why is he here?"

The crowd immediately recognized the intruder, their faces falling.

Even Ye Feng’s brows furrowed deeply.