The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 1162: Immortal Spirit Holy Spring Ruins

A secluded valley.

The spiritual energy here is sparse.

The air is filled with a faint smell of burning. From a distance, one can see many active volcanoes erupting around the area, making the air exceptionally sweltering.

"Is there really an Immortal Spirit Holy Spring in this place?"

Ye Feng muttered, unable to suppress his doubts.

Nevertheless, he immediately began to search.

Half a day later.

Ye Feng stood on a cracked brown irregular boulder, looking around, but still could not find the Immortal Spirit Holy Spring.

"Could it have been excavated by someone?"

Ye Feng scratched his head.

This area might look small, but the number of volcanoes inside is truly great, and they harbor some kind of intense fiery law that can interfere with divine sense, making the search exceedingly difficult.

"I need to ask someone."

Ye Feng released Dan Hanyu and handed over the jade pendant with a missing corner, asking, "Hanyu, do you know the origin of this pendant?"

Dan Hanyu held the jade pendant with the missing corner and said:

"As far as I remember, this jade pendant was passed down from our ancient ancestor, and it has a long history. It was originally picked up by the ancestor during a trip outside."

"Where was it picked up?" Ye Feng pressed on.

Dan Hanyu thought for a moment but could only shake her head.

She didn’t have clarity on such matters.

After all, it was too long ago.

"In that case, it seems I need to spend some time investigating the source of this jade pendant." Ye Feng took Dan Hanyu back into the Misty Boundary and focused on the missing part of the jade pendant.

"I’ve got it!"

A smile formed at the corner of his mouth, and he placed the jade pendant against his forehead.

His powerful divine sense penetrated it, allowing Ye Feng to sense another aura that was of the same origin as the jade pendant.

"It’s over here!"

Feeling a sense, Ye Feng flew towards the direction.

A remote valley.

This place is filled with broken walls and ruins, evidently having experienced a terrible battle. The mountains still contain traces of the Immortal Realm’s atmosphere, numbering in the hundreds.

"A place where numerous Immortal Realms have waged great battles!"

Ye Feng stroked his chin.

With a sweep of his divine sense, he found a nearby city and entered to peruse historical records, finally uncovering the truth.

"So that’s how it is!"

"Thousands of years ago, there was a great battle in that valley, with more than one hundred and fifty combatants from different Immortal Realms, and the strongest among them were the Three Great Heavenly Immortals."

"The object of contention was this jade pendant."

"According to the legends, those from the Immortal Realms were besieging cultivators from the Three Thousand Demon Realms! Well, isn’t that the Ancient Saint from our Shenzhou?"

Ye Feng clapped his hands together.

After the battle, the jade pendant was lost.

Only a piece with a missing corner was left behind.

The "Three Thousand Demon Realms" combatant who was besieged by the many Immortal Realms managed to escape the scene, his whereabouts unknown.

"It is said that the missing corner was in possession of the Bianyang Heavenly Immortal."

Based on the historical records, Ye Feng located this key individual and immediately spread his divine sense. In a distant cave dwelling, he found his target.

Rip!

Ye Feng tore through space and arrived at his destination.

In a tranquil cave dwelling.

Sunlight scattered down.

A middle-aged scholar with a Feather Fan and a scholar’s cap sat in a rocking chair, with a crystal ball in front of him. Encased within it was a corner of the jade pendant, shining with a bright luster.

"Are you the Bianyang Heavenly Immortal?"

An indifferent voice suddenly rang out, startling the middle-aged man on the rocking chair to fall to the floor with a thud.

"You... it’s you!"

When Bianyang Heavenly Immortal saw the face of the visitor, he was so frightened that he turned and fled, his eyes filled with madness.

"Think you can escape?"

Ye Feng raised his chin as the formidable Power of the World surged, suppressing Bianyang Heavenly Immortal in his place.

"Mercy, my lord!"

Knowing he had no hope of escape, Bianyang Heavenly Immortal hastily begged for mercy.

Ye Feng paid no attention to Bianyang Heavenly Immortal and instead picked up the crystal ball on the table. Seeing the missing corner of the jade pendant inside, he extracted it, and it perfectly merged with Dan Hanyu’s jade pendant with a missing corner.

"Hmm, finally complete."

Ye Feng said smilingly.

On the ground.

Bianyang Heavenly Immortal saw the complete jade pendant and couldn’t help but widen his eyes in disbelief.

"How is this pendant in your hands?"

Bianyang Heavenly Immortal was utterly astonished.

"What’s it to you?" Ye Feng’s expression turned cold. "I heard that you also participated in the siege of the ’Three Thousand Demon Realms’ Saint Realm. So, don’t blame me for being ruthlessly severe."

Crack!

Ye Feng snapped the neck of Bianyang Heavenly Immortal, his powerful Divine Sense invading the man’s consciousness to acquire relevant memories.

"Five from the Saint Realm!"

"All from Divine Might Holy Land and Martial Glory Holy Land."

"The strongest is the Lord of Martial Glory Holy Land, who even broke through to the Heavenly Saint level, but suffered severe injuries in an ambush, and his whereabouts are unknown."

Ye Feng digested the memories of Bianyang Heavenly Immortal.

"None of the attackers pursuing the people from Martial Glory Holy Land shall live!"

Ye Feng’s expression was ice-cold.

He stretched out his hand, casting out over a hundred terrifying Sword Qis which instantly tore through the void, striking towards a distant location.

An ancient sect.

An elder of the Heavenly Immortal Realm was preaching.

"Looking back, this ancestor joined forces with over a hundred from the Immortal Realm to besiege several from the Saint Realm within the Three Thousand Demon Realms, invincible and heroic..."

The person spoke non-stop.

His face was filled with smugness.

But, an unexpected change occurred!

A terrifying streak of Sword Qi descended from the sky, circling the neck of this Heavenly Immortal once, causing his head to rise towards the heavens as the Primordial Spirit within his consciousness rapidly disintegrated.

Boom!

The next moment.

His body collapsed, disintegrating into dust.

In the high heavens.

Nature’s spiritual energy began to converge, gradually forming a line of text.

"To those who kill my Shenzhou cultivators, a blood debt must be paid in blood!"

The crowd looked up at these words, their eyes filled with shock and fear, scared out of their wits.

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Over a hundred from the Immortal Realm perished mysteriously.

Rumor has it, they were all eradicated by Sword Qi from the skies, with no power to fight back.

Some speculate that the one who struck was none other than the Immortal Venerable!

Suddenly, Tianlan Immortal Realm was thrown into chaos!

Countless cultivators were filled with trepidation.

...

In the high heavens.

Ye Feng sat cross-legged on the ground.

At that moment, over a hundred rays of Sword Light ripped through the void, bringing back the Origin Source Crystals and remnants of the souls of those fallen Immortals.

"Whoever kills shall be killed in turn!"

Ye Feng declared coldly.

Looking down at the intact Jade Pendant in his hand, he was finally able to sense the exact location of the Immortal Spirit Holy Spring.

It was still in the volcanic region from before.

However.

With the guidance of the complete Jade Pendant, Ye Feng easily found a spatial rift hidden deep within a volcano, passing through a brown light screen into another space.

This was an isolated space filled with the force of Immortal Spirits.

This space spanned a hundred li, quite small.

But within it, there were all sorts of Immortal Elixirs. If consumed entirely, one could have enough power to challenge the peak of the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

In the center of the isolated space.

There was a conical mound about a hundred zhang high, with a dried-up spring at the summit.

"The Immortal Spirit Holy Spring!"

Seeing the dried-up spring, Ye Feng couldn’t help but be astonished; around it lay five corpses.

"Sigh!"

Looking at the faces and attire of these people, Ye Feng sighed.

They were the Ancient Saints from Martial Glory Holy Land and Divine Might Holy Land – perhaps they perished due to their grave injuries.

"Eh!"

Ye Feng focused on the dried-up spring, immediately using the Power of Time to backtrack the spatial and temporal scene of this area.

A moment later.

The vision rewound to a thousand years prior.

Back then, these five Ancient Saints, severely wounded, were sitting cross-legged at the not yet dried Immortal Spirit Holy Spring, preparing to absorb the Spiritual Energy available to break through their realms and to recover from their injuries.

But, a figure appeared out of thin air.

Their presence was terrifying, comparable to the pinnacle of the Immortal Venerables like Shi Jing, and their eyes were filled with indifference.

"Hmph, die!"

This Immortal Venerable ruthlessly made his move, slaying the five Saints from Shenzhou and seizing the not yet dried Immortal Spirit Holy Spring.

Seeing this, Ye Feng clenched his fists tightly.

"Who is this person?"