The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Clang! Clang! Clang!

In the sky, the deafening noise was incessant.

Ye Feng dispersed the light and looked towards the battlefield.

The Desert King, wielding a huge axe, was evenly matched with Hu Feifei in her Third Combat State.

In terms of strength, the Desert King overwhelmingly crushed Hu Feifei.

But in speed, Hu Feifei was more than several times faster.

Relying on countless shadowy strikes, she managed to make the Desert King’s body ache terribly, and finally, the hands holding the axe burst open under the strain.

A vast surge of Vitality Power erupted and transformed into a fierce red cyclone around the Desert King’s body, slashing towards Hu Feifei like countless blades.

“Linglong Hair Array!”

Hu Feifei’s smooth, three-meter-long hair moved on its own without any wind, striking like countless tentacles, neutralizing the crimson storm that entwined its way towards her.

“Even her hair can fend off enemies, truly terrifying!”

Ding Qing and the attendants inhaled sharply in disbelief.

Even Ye Feng was pleasantly surprised.

He was quite satisfied with Hu Feifei’s Third Combat State.

High above.

With sticks in both hands and hair wildly rallying, Hu Feifei blocked the relentless red storm. In a blink, she swung her sticks thousands of times, causing the Desert King’s arms to split open and his figure to stagger backward in defeat.

Crack!

Vitality Power exploded forth.

Countless red storms continued to sweep across.

Yet, with a leap, Hu Feifei dodged the enclosing storm and appeared right in front of the Desert King’s massive forehead.

“How can you be so fast?”

The Desert King was greatly shocked.

He swiftly raised his giant axe to block, but it was a moment too late.

Thump!

With one strike of her stick, Hu Feifei cracked the Desert King’s forehead, causing countless fragments to burst forth like the surface of a shattered star pummeled by a pillar from the heavens, the particles densely packed and dust rolling in the air, accompanied by a vicious red cyclone backlash.

“Super Doubled Explosive Stick!”

Defending with her hair, Hu Feifei mustered all her strength to swing the white short stick, instantly combining countless shadowy strikes into a radiant array that exploded with a very special aura.

“Roar!”

A dragon’s roar seemed to sound.

On the surface of this light array, a giant dragon actually raised its head and bellowed, then released a breath of dragon fire, blowing apart more than half of the Desert King’s head.

“Wow!”

The Desert King sustained unimaginable heavy injuries, a fraction of his body’s vitality raging into a terrifying red storm, shredding Hu Feifei’s pink hair and blasting her several hundred miles away.

“You… wait for me!”

The Desert King, too, was severely injured but did not dare to fight any longer; instead, fear rose in his heart. He spat out blood, and his body became wrapped in a red storm, spinning at a high speed like a drill bit, and dug into the desert below.

Whoosh!

He vanished dozens of miles underground in an instant and continued to dive, then made a turn and fled towards the even more distant south.

Several hundred miles away.

Pink glimmers appeared all over Hu Feifei’s body, swiftly merging into her skin, aiding her to heal from her wounds. Her hair and fox ears gradually shortened.

Soon, she returned to her normal state.

“Wow… that was fierce!”

Ding Qing and the four attendants swallowed hard, no longer able to describe the shock in their hearts with mere words.

The rumored strongest being of the Barren Desert, the “Desert King,” was actually defeated and forced to flee in disarray by a Fox Immortal under Ye Feng’s command.

“Sect Master, that guy ran too fast; we can’t catch up with him.”

Hu Feifei returned to Ye Feng’s side, pouting.

“If we can’t catch up, then we won’t chase,” Ye Feng assessed Hu Feifei, noting that her Upgrade Energy had accumulated to 74%, nearly reaching three-quarters.

At this rate, Hu Feifei would soon advance in level.

“Sect Master Ye, the Desert King won’t come back, will he?” Ding Qing approached Ye Feng with the four attendants and asked in a low voice.

“I don’t know about that, but even if he comes back, he’s no match for us,” Ye Feng said indifferently.

In fact, he couldn’t beat the Desert King at all.

With his current flesh body strength, Heroic Spirit power, Divine Sense power, and other two types of forces, he could only fight on par with an eight-layered Element Gathering Realm practitioner. And with the White Bone Sword Array and the Five Elements Spirit Sword, he could only manage to kill a first-layer Spirit Sea Realm practitioner.

This strength was not enough to defeat Liu Ming or the Barren King Shalibeta, let alone the extremely terrifying Desert King.

Only Princess Hu Feifei, upon entering the Third Combat State, could fight against him.

“Hiss!”

Upon hearing Ye Feng’s reply, Ding Qing and the others inhaled sharply again.

“Sect Master Ye is truly unfathomable. Even the beautiful Fox Immortal among his followers can seriously injure the Desert King. His strength must be even more terrifying.”

“It’s confirmed, Sect Master Ye is a high-level practitioner of the Spirit Sea Realm.”

“No, he might be a Great Power of the Divine Origin Realm!”

Ding Qing’s heart was churning like the sea overturned.

Looking at Ye Feng again, he had a face full of admiration.

[Power of Faith +15]

Ye Feng heard the notification sound, was puzzled, and suddenly turned his head to meet Ding Qing’s reverent eyes.

“How on earth did he suddenly become my believer?”

Ye Feng was as confused as a puzzled monk.

However, he couldn’t be bothered with that and turned to Ding Qing, “Now that the Desert King has been driven off, there aren’t any other great dangers in the desert. Shouldn’t you take this opportunity to return to South Ming Country?”

“Sect Master Ye, I sincerely invite you to come with me to South Ming Country’s Northern Liang City. Please allow me the opportunity to play the hospitable host,” Ding Qing pleaded earnestly.

Ye Feng slightly frowned, deep in thought.

After Misty Sect was promoted to a Star-Level Sect, increasing the number of disciples became a new assessment criterion for further advancement.

So, taking advantage of this trip to South Ming Country, perhaps he could recruit some disciples.

Having thought this through, Ye Feng nodded and said, “Agreed.”

“Thank you, Sect Master Ye, for your honor!” Ding Qing was overjoyed and quickly opened his storage ring, taking out a middle-grade Spiritual Artifact level Spirit Boat.

Whoosh!

The Spirit Boat carried everyone, streaking across the azure night sky at top speed.

…

On the Spirit Boat.

Ye Feng and Princess Hu Feifei sat in the middle, with an Element Gathering Realm six-layered protector sitting beside Ding Qing, facing Ye Feng.

“So she is the protector of your sect. No wonder she is so powerful,” Ding Qing realized Princess Hu Feifei’s identity after a conversation.

“How much longer will it take to get to Northern Liang City from here?” Ye Feng raised his head to look at the moon hanging high in the sky to determine the current hour, then lowered his head to ask.

“At the Spirit Boat’s speed, we won’t arrive until tomorrow morning,” said Ding Qing.

“That’s quite far,” Ye Feng sat cross-legged on the ground, pretending to practice.

As they say, the more one talks, the more likely they are to slip up, so he didn’t want to converse too much with Ding Qing.

Princess Hu Feifei sat next to Ye Feng, also pretending to rest.

The Spirit Boat sped along, occasionally encountering Demon Generals in the desert, all of which were killed by Princess Hu Feifei with a strike of her stick.

The following morning.

The Spirit Boat passed a mountain range on the edge of the Barren Desert, finally revealing a large oasis. After another thousand miles, a flatland appeared with a sprawling city stretching for hundreds of miles.

“We’ve arrived, that ahead is Northern Liang City,” Ding Qing stood up, pointing to the dozen or so pagodas standing hundreds of meters tall at the city’s center, his face full of joy, “Sect Master Ye, those are the Thirteen Pagodas of Beiliang, which form a mid-sized City Protection Array. Under my grandfather’s command, it can withstand a Middle Rank Demon King like the Barren King.”

“A mid-sized Formation, interesting,” Ye Feng stood up, scrutinizing it carefully.

The Thirteen Pagodas of Beiliang City Protection Array was formidable.

But frankly speaking, it was still somewhat inferior compared to the Misty Sect’s Black and White Chessboard.

Because of the mid-sized Sect Protection Array, Ye Feng dared to go out hunting with Princess Hu Feifei without worries.

Boom!

Just then, a deafening noise came from the direction of Beiliang City.

Everyone looked intently, only to see countless gigantic scorpions rising from the ground, led by a super giant black scorpion a hundred zhang long, relentlessly assaulting the City Protection Array of Northern Liang City without regard for their lives.

“It’s the Poison Scorpion King!”

Ding Qing’s face turned green with fright, he staggered, almost falling off the Spirit Boat.