The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 743 - : You’re the Father of Mist Saint? The Mysterious Young Man
Chapter 743: Chapter 743: You’re the Father of Mist Saint? The Mysterious Young Man
“I get it, you’re the father of Mist Saint!”
Ye Feng sized up the ultimate incarnation and felt that he really resembled the Mist Saint, but there were many differences, and the aura was stronger, appearing more mature.
So, this had to be Mist Saint’s dad!
“Pfft!”
The ultimate incarnation nearly spat blood.
Goddamn Mist Saint’s dad!
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I am the Mist Saint!
It’s just that I’ve fused with a part of Saint Emperor Lingwei’s power, which has allowed me to bring the strength of this incarnation to its limit. Also, because I’ve fused with the soul of Saint Emperor Lingwei, my appearance has changed.
And then.
The ultimate incarnation narrowed his eyes.
He discovered that the wound he had inflicted on himself had fully healed, his strength had returned to its peak, and he was ready to fight again.
In his eyes, a sudden outburst of killing intent flared.
“Mist Saint’s dad? Nonsense!”
The ultimate incarnation finally revealed a chilling fang, staring intently at Ye Feng.
“I am the Saint Realm Ultimate Incarnation, merged from Mist Saint and a soul fragment of Saint Emperor Lingwei, specifically born to kill you!”
With these words, the whole place was in an uproar.
Yu Luo Quasi-Saint, Yin Rurong, Xue Yan, and other top Quasi-Saints all had horrified expressions.
Back then, when the Celestial Clan invaded, the living suffered greatly.
Under the Celestial Clan, there were dozens of Saint Realm Powerhouses, all incredibly fearsome. Each one was documented in the secret scriptures of the various holy lands, designated as “great enemies.”
Mist Saint and Saint Emperor Lingwei were, of course, among them.
Their names were known to all the holy land powerhouses present, who were all very wary of them.
“Kill me?” Ye Feng fixed his gaze on the ultimate incarnation, “Are you worthy? Mist Saint’s dad!”
“Shut up, I’m not Mist Saint’s dad, Mist Saint is my dad!” the ultimate incarnation retorted angrily, “Pah, I am the fusion incarnation of Mist Saint and Saint Emperor Lingwei, neither their son nor their dad.”
Hearing the dialogue between the two, everyone could not help but snicker.
“How amusing!” Ye Feng snorted with laughter.
The ultimate incarnation thought for a moment, then suddenly realized something was amiss and bellowed:
“Let me make it clear, I am here to kill you, not to argue with you about who’s whose dad, prepare to die!”
Before the words were finished, he had already made his move.
A terrifying aura swept across the field in an instant.
“Quick, defend!”
Yu Luo Quasi-Saint raised his hands high, unleashing a majestic pressure, forming a shield that protected Ice Snow Holy City.
Xue Yan and other high-ranking Quasi-Saints also took action.
Even Yin Rurong was making an effort.
Although she had a poor relationship with other major powers’ participants, she was, after all, good friends with Xue Yan.
Today was Xue Yan’s grand day of being appointed as the Holy Master of Ice and Snow Holy Land, and moreover, it was happening in Ice Snow Holy City—she naturally couldn’t just stand by and watch.
Boom!
The dreadful aura crashed down but was blocked by the crowd.
In the high sky.
Ye Feng had already drawn his sword.
Tear!
The Saint Emperor Sword unleashed a terrifying sword aura that nearly split the sky in half.
“Insect tricks!”
However, the ultimate incarnation’s hands sparkled with a heavy golden glow, withstanding the sword aura directly, only to be blown back hundreds of meters. But his body was unscathed, and he remained at his peak.
“So strong!”
A chill went through Ye Feng’s heart.
A certain Quasi-Saint exclaimed in shock, “I get it now! The one who split open the skies of the Shenzhou Continent that day was none other than Sect Master Ye! Could his sword be a Sacred Arms?”
“It is not a Sacred Arms, but it surpasses one!” Yin Rurong said in a deep voice.
She possessed a Sacred Arms left by the Old Saint Master Tianmiao, which was at the Saint Entry Level and was powerful, but it was only on par with the Saint Emperor Sword, with no advantage whatsoever.
“Not a Sacred Arms yet surpasses one?”
Upon hearing this, the people from various powers all cast wary glances at Ye Feng.
“Worthy of being Sect Master Ye!”
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“Not only does he have an extraordinary insight, crafting Thunder Palace, but now he has also brought out a sword comparable to Sacred Arms. Could it be… this is the Supreme Treasure awarded to him as protection by the Heavenly Dao Remnants?”
Someone speculated as such.
Upon hearing this, everyone’s eyes lit up.
Indeed!
Although the Misty Sect was remarkable, it was absolutely impossible for them to possess Sacred Arms. The likelihood was that Ye Feng obtained the Saint Emperor Sword as a reward from the remnants of the Heavenly Dao because he built the Thunder Palace.
In the high sky.
The Ultimate Incarnation lowered his head, looking at his palm, and found a piercing pain there.
“What a fierce sword!”
The Ultimate Incarnation fixated his gaze on Ye Feng, took a deep breath, and a terrifying flame began to burn on his body, increasing his aura several times over.
“Devouring the Heavens!”
He struck out suddenly, reaching Ye Feng in an instant, extending a palm, and the entire sky seemed to be devoured, becoming dim and devoid of light.
However, a powerful Domain of Heaven and Earth burst forth from Ye Feng’s body, covering a vast amount of space with the Power of Space.
Hum!
This strike pierced through Ye Feng’s body, exploding the sky behind him, reaching deep into the starry sky.
As for Ye Feng, nothing happened to him.
“This is the Domain of Heaven and Earth!”
“Only the Son of Destiny can have the Domain of Heaven and Earth!”
“So, Ye Feng is actually the Son of Destiny?!”
The crowd, sensing Ye Feng’s undisguised aura, all inhaled a breath of cold air.
“The Son of Destiny!”
Xiao Cangtian clenched his fists, his eyes filled with unwillingness, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching. After a long while, he finally sighed.
“This guy managed to build the Thunder Palace, was chosen by the Heavenly Dao, and became the Son of Destiny. He truly deserves the title.”
Xiao Cangtian generously acknowledged Ye Feng’s identity.
Although Xiao Cangtian was domineering, he could accept defeat and let go.
Bai Ji, standing by his side, felt very heartbroken upon hearing this.
In her opinion, her own master was the true Son of Destiny.
Within the crowd.
A young man from a Holy Land narrowed his eyes, staring at Ye Feng with intense murderous intent flashing through his pupils.
“Damn it!”
“To think that Ye Feng took the step ahead and became the Son of Destiny, how hateful! Just give me three more years, and that position would have been mine.”
“It truly infuriates me!”
The young man’s face was filled with resentment.
“Ye Feng… You stole the position of the Son of Destiny from me; one day, I will kill you and take your place!”
The young man lowered his head, clenched his fists tightly, letting his nails dig into his flesh without care, his expression remaining as cold as frost.
In the high sky.
The Ultimate Incarnation’s expression changed drastically.
“You turned out to be the Son of Destiny, I cannot allow you to live even more so… but what was that technique just now? How could it transfer my fatal strike?”
“The dead don’t need to know so much.”
Ye Feng didn’t answer.
He had applied a Time Acceleration Formation with a tenfold increase on himself, which made his reactions very sharp, and coupled with the ability to transfer using the Power of Space, he naturally could deflect the Ultimate Incarnation’s attacks.
Rip!
Ye Feng struck with his sword again, slashing out countless dazzling sword beams that almost split the heavens, stunning onlookers.
“Insect tricks!”
The Ultimate Incarnation burned himself, unleashing terrifying Saint Might, ruthlessly striking in all directions, and even Ye Feng’s sword beams were rebounded, slashing towards the heavens, disappearing without a trace.
The Ice Snow Holy City was hit by the Saint Might, numerous experts were injured, blown away, vomiting blood.
Even individuals like Yu Luo Quasi-Saint were shaken, feeling oppressed, and sustained light injuries.
“Tianmiao Holy Master, the Ultimate Incarnation is our common enemy; I heard you possess Sacred Arms, why not use them?” Yu Luo Quasi-Saint asked.
“Are you teaching me what to do?” Yin Rurong sneered, “Furthermore, who said the Ultimate Incarnation is our common enemy? He’s only targeting Ye Feng, he has nothing to do with me.”
Hearing these words, many were angered to the point of gnashing their teeth.
In the high sky.
The Ultimate Incarnation released a powerful aura, continuously attacking Ye Feng, each punch wielding the power to destroy a small world, but all were blocked by Ye Feng’s Saint Emperor Sword.
“Boy, prepare to die!”
The Ultimate Incarnation accelerated the burning of himself, his momentum growing stronger and stronger, looking as if it doubled once again.
Finally.
He punched out, breaking through Ye Feng’s space-based deflecting Formation, sending him flying back hundreds of meters.
The difference in strength between the two was clear!
The situation had suddenly turned unfavorable for Ye Feng!
