The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 1225: Nine Supreme Saint Holy Puppets

Seeing this, Ye Feng started to laugh.

"Situ Ding, to think you’ve made me a sparring partner for Shangguan Shenyu is truly the height of arrogance!"

Ye Feng mocked.

"I have complete control of the situation here, I call the shots. Next, I want to see how much strength you can truly muster."

Situ Ding stood with his hands clasped behind his back.

He looked very ordinary, like a middle-aged uncle in appearance and build.

But his pride was immense in his heart.

It was the domineering arrogance of someone with absolute strength, the calm of having total control over the situation.

Ye Feng was strong.

But in Situ Ding’s eyes, he was nothing more than an ant.

"What, you’re planning to make a move yourself?"

Ye Feng clenched his fists, staring coldly at Situ Ding.

Frankly speaking, Ye Feng had no confidence in defeating Situ Ding, even if what came was just an incarnation, it could still exhibit the strength of the first layer of the Hundred Tribulations Realm.

Such strength was enough to wreak havoc in the Three Thousand Realms.

Apart from the top fifteen names in front of the Power Stele, no one dared to challenge a fearsome Hundred Tribulations Realm warrior like Situ Ding.

"Me make a move? No! You are not yet worthy!"

Situ Ding shook his head and with a wave of his sleeve, the fabric of time and space shifted, and suddenly they were high in the sky.

Ye Feng looked around.

This place was directly above the main entrance of the Number One Divine Sect. Looking down, one could see the deepest part of the Divine Sect, where nine enormous statues rose into the air.

They were made entirely of stone.

Each one was ten meters tall, each holding a long spear with a sharp tip that emitted terrifying killing intent, capable of tearing the void apart.

"These are the nine Supreme Saint Holy Puppets."

"Each of their individual strength is comparable to the peak of the Supreme Saint level; united as one, they can almost wreak havoc below the Hundred Tribulations Realm," Situ Ding said indifferently.

"You’re using these against me?"

Ye Feng clenched his fists and sneered.

"If you can withstand the siege of these nine Supreme Holy Puppets, then you’ll earn the right for me to make a move."

Situ Ding kept his hands behind his back.

Shangguan Shenyu, standing by his side, was full of joy, looking at Ye Feng with utter disdain.

"Ye Feng, you’re as good as dead!"

Shangguan Shenyu laughed loudly.

"I am undying," Ye Feng said.

"In this world, no one is truly immortal. I know you have the ability to be reborn, but that can’t be real; it’s more like some kind of False Heavenly Dao ability," Situ Ding said calmly.

"Big Senior Brother, Ye Feng’s world is very secretive. Even my curse can’t shatter the Heavenly Dao behind him; killing him completely is very difficult," Shangguan Shenyu reminded.

"It’s alright. After we suppress him, even if he doesn’t die, he’ll go mad, which is as good as being dead," Situ Ding said confidently.

"Senior Brother’s insight is remarkable!"

Shangguan Shenyu hurriedly flattered.

High in the sky.

The nine Supreme Saint Holy Puppets completely surrounded Ye Feng, their intense killing intent converging to form a unique domain, engulfing Ye Feng within.

"Nine Continuous Stabs!"

The nine Supreme Saint Holy Puppets thrust their long spears at the same time, each aiming at different vital points on Ye Feng’s body.

The center of the forehead, the Qi Sea, the heart...

All were the most critical spots.

For an ordinary cultivator, any one of these areas being compromised might result in being crippled or gravely injured.

"Nothing but child’s play, Chaos Fist!"

Ye Feng clenched his fist, raising his qi and blood to an incredibly horrifying level. Using a portion of the Power of Time, he accelerated himself and threw a punch.

Clang, clang, clang!

All of the long spears from the nine Supreme Saint Holy Puppets were shattered by Ye Feng’s strike, not even a single hair on him was harmed.

"Fast!"

Situ Ding murmured, "It seems to involve a profound aura, as if it can keep pace with the Power of Space, so, is it the legendary Power of Time?"

"Time Law? Ye Feng is that powerful?" Shangguan Shenyu’s expression changed.

Space is highest, Time is supreme.

These two Laws are always difficult to comprehend, and the fact that Ye Feng could wield the power of the Space Law was already astonishing. Yet who would have thought he could also wield the Time Law?

Shangguan Shenyu felt imbalanced in his heart.

Situ Ding ridiculed:

"Junior Brother, there’s no need to feel like this!"

"Everyone has their own fate."

"The fact that Ye Feng can comprehend the Laws of Time and Space shows that he truly has a God-given talent, perhaps even surpassing our master."

"But, a genius is just a genius."

"This world never lacks geniuses; only those talents who grow into supreme powerhouses are of any use."

"Was my talent strong? Probably not."

"Yet, years later, I’ve outlasted countless peers with God-given talents, rising to the Hundred Tribulations Realm, reigning above innumerable geniuses and strong beings. That’s what really matters."

"Without becoming a powerful being, one is destined to remain an ant!"

These words struck Shangguan Shenyu with a revelation.

He finally understood why his senior brother Situ Ding could step by step evolve from a mere mortal.

It wasn’t talent that the other relied on, but perseverance!

From ancient times to the present, those who achieve great things must possess great perseverance and wisdom, withstand tests and hardships, to succeed.

"I understand now!"

Shangguan Shenyu nodded emphatically.

In the distant sky.

While Ye Feng dealt with the thrusts of nine Supreme Saint Holy Puppets, he listened to Situ Ding’s words, feeling a trace of respect for this seemingly ordinary middle-aged man.

"Compared to Shangguan Shenyu, Situ Ding is the ruthless one, a greater threat."

Ye Feng thought to himself.

"Chaos Fist!"

Ye Feng once again unleashed a powerful punch, repelling a Supreme Saint Holy Puppet, cracking its chest.

Crack!

A fissure appeared on the chest of the Puppet.

But, with a flash of light.

The wounds of the Puppet healed back to their original state.

"Self-healing ability?"

Ye Feng frowned.

"These Puppets are made of Universe Jade Stone, containing a part of Wuxu Jade Mud, allowing them to self-heal. You cannot kill them. Just surrender!"

Situ Ding declared loudly.

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Ye Feng’s expression changed slightly.

This material was the same used to create Hu Feifei, only that Hu Feifei was composed entirely of Wuxu Jade Mud.

These Puppets only contained a part of Wuxu Jade Mud.

"Chaos Fist!"

Ye Feng, disbelieving, punched again, sending a Supreme Saint Holy Puppet flying with its chest and even its Long Spear shattered, yet it did not explode.

The next moment.

The Puppet reassembled itself.

Its aura returned to its peak.

"Indeed difficult to kill!"

Ye Feng kept dodging the surprise attacks from the nine Supreme Saint Holy Puppets, blasting them apart time after time, yet unable to annihilate them, his eyes filled with a grave expression.

Left with no choice, he activated the Eye of Insight.

[Name: Killing Array Puppet]

[Grade: Supreme Saint Peak]

[Status: Forming up for an attack]

[Description: Puppets crafted from Universe Jade Stone and a portion of Wuxu Jade Mud, containing powerful formations within, merging their killing intents to maximize power.]

[Note: Possesses self-healing capabilities]

Upon seeing this, Ye Feng’s eyes brightened.

Formation!

That’s right!

It can be disabled using the Eye of Decryption.

If that doesn’t work, I can also use the Heavenly Venerable Divine Ability "Hand of Myriad Transformations" to alter reality, and use "Hand of Fate" to add luck to myself, increasing my chances against foes.

Realizing this, Ye Feng’s eyes lit up.

"Eye of Decryption!"

He looked at one of the Puppets, a strange light emanating from his eyes, casting it upon the opponent, causing a glitch in the internal formation and disrupted its normal operations.

Crack, crack, crack!

The Puppet’s arm began to shake, the raised Long Spear unable to strike down.

"Success!"

Ye Feng laughed out loud.

Using the Hand of Fate, he touched his head, adding a bit of luck to himself. He stepped to the side and walked a few steps, easily dodging the chain thrusts of the other eight Puppets.

"Huh?"

Situ Ding saw this and slightly frowned.

Ye Feng casually evaded the joint stabbing of the Puppets; was it a factor of luck?

Also, what’s the deal with that Puppet?

Situ Ding looked at the Puppet frozen in place.

"Hand of Myriad Transformations!"

Ye Feng invoked this powerful Heavenly Venerable Divine Ability, moved over to the top of the stiffened Puppet, and slammed down with his palm.

Hum!

The properties of the Wuxu Jade Mud inside were altered.

Although it didn’t completely lose its self-healing ability, its effectiveness was forcibly weakened by ninety percent.

Boom!

Ye Feng struck with another Chaos Fist, blasting the Puppet apart, reactivating the Eye of Decryption to completely disrupt the internal formation, achieving the first kill.

"How is this possible?"

Situ Ding’s eyes widened, experiencing shock for the first time.