The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 1010 - : Return to the Northern Emperor Star

"The Heavenly Dao of the Three Thousand Realms is too strong," Ye Feng said with difficulty. "Doing that could easily attract the attention of the powerful beings from there."

He was not sure whether there were secret passages between the Starry Sky World and the Three Thousand Realms.

If not, that would be fine.

But if there were, that would be trouble.

Once the Heavenly Seeds of Dao from the Shenzhou Heavenly Dao were scattered into the minor worlds under the Three Thousand Realms, they would definitely be detected, and then someone would follow the vine to the melon and make their way into the Shenzhou Continent.

"I understand your concern, but this is the only way out of no way," the Shenzhou Heavenly Dao expressed helplessly.

Without finding a brand-new lower world, he could not recover.

Sometimes, in order to improve oneself, one must push through the thorns, despite knowing that the path ahead is fraught with difficulties, and strive to get closer to the goal.

"I'll take another look next time I go to the Three Thousand Realms!" Ye Feng could only say this, "However, I probably won't be going there for a while."

It was a critical moment for developing the sect.

Until the sect broke through to become a Five-Star Force, Ye Feng would most likely not leave the Shenzhou Continent.

"No problem," the Shenzhou Heavenly Dao nodded, extending a hand and giving Ye Feng a Seven-Colored Spirit Seed, "This is a Heavenly Seed of Dao, and the minor world invaded by it will become a lower world of Shenzhou."

"Okay," Ye Feng nodded.

Soon, the two parted ways.

The Shenzhou Heavenly Dao continued to solidify the lower worlds within the Starry Sky World, his aura becoming stronger and stronger.

Ye Feng put away the Heavenly Seed of Dao and headed for the Northern Emperor Star.

He had nothing urgent at hand and wanted to see how disciples like Mo Ying, Huo Yunjie, Qiao Jiaxi, Long Tianxing, Wang Ping'an, and others were doing with their experiences.

Moreover, his subconscious was telling him that there were secrets on Northern Emperor Star.

"Wow!" As soon as Ye Feng arrived at Northern Emperor Star, he heard a roar from Brother Flathead and saw it stomping a Demon King that had offended it to death near the Heavenly Mystery Sect on Northern Emperor Star.

"How did you get here?" Ye Feng landed on the ground and looked curiously at Brother Flathead, who stood about one and a half meters tall, unlike its Godzilla form, and was not huge.

"Wow!" Brother Flathead turned its head to glance at Ye Feng and, being as stubborn as ever, didn't respond but instead voraciously ate the Demon King it had squashed.

"Always such a character!" Ye Feng remarked with a sigh, staying close to Brother Flathead for fear that it might blow a gasket and explode Northern Emperor Star.

High above, excited voices arose.

"Immortal, you have finally arrived!" A figure flew over from the Heavenly Mystery Sect, it was Li Wanshan, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Mystery Sect.

With Ye Feng's pointers, this person had already reached the Void Break Realm and reached the peak of the first level of Void Break.

Looking over Northern Emperor Star, he was still the strongest.

"I came to protect you," said Ye Feng.

"Eh?" Li Wanshan was stunned.

Protect?

Could it be that Northern Emperor Star was in danger?

"I am here to prevent this guy from accidentally blowing up your Northern Emperor Star." Ye Feng pointed to Brother Flathead, who was munching on the remains of the Demon King, and patted its head.

"Wow!"

Brother Flathead immediately got angry and snapped at Ye Feng's hand, but when its teeth were half an inch from Ye Feng's hand, it abruptly realized the person in front of it was Ye Feng!

In an instant, Brother Flathead turned tail and ran.

"Demon... Demon Emperor!" Li Wanshan stared at Brother Flathead running off into the distance, sweating profusely with fear.

In fact, Northern Emperor Star was quite sturdy.

Not just any Demon Emperor could shatter an entire star.

But if a Demon Emperor entered the Starry Sky, unleashed its Dharma Aspect, and swelled to tens of thousands or even a hundred thousand li tall, a slap might indeed be able to burst the star.

"Immortal, what is that?" Li Wanshan trembled.

"You can call it Brother Flathead, it's one of our Misty Sect's Mountain Guardian Spirit Beasts. It has always lived by the 'treat life and death indifferently, fight if you don't agree' philosophy, and when angry, it dares to rush up and fight fiercely, even against a Heavenly Emperor or Quasi-Saint," Ye Feng explained.

Hearing this, Li Wanshan finally understood.

"Immortal, what should we do next? Should we go up and keep a watch on Brother Flathead?"

"No need."

Ye Feng had already disappeared.

In the far north of the Northern Emperor Star.

Here, the sky was filled with snow, and the climate was harsh. The wind that brushed against one's cheeks could make them feel as though they were being sliced by thousands of knives.

Huo Yunjie, Baixue Ding, and Lin Yuyan stood in the icy world, having removed the protective shields around their bodies. They relied solely on their physical strength to resist the severe cold, wielding their swords time and time again.

"It's so cold!"

Baixue Ding shrank her neck, looking around to find that Lin Yuyan's face had also turned pale from the freezing temperature.

Only Huo Yunjie, with his left hand forming sword seals and his right hand holding a sword, continuously drew his sword and sheathed it, his face serious.

"In my heart there are no women, thus naturally divine with a drawn sword!"

"The first page of the sword manual, forget the one in your heart!"

"The second page of the sword manual, wielding the sword to sever mundane ties."

Huo Yunjie chanted the mnemonic from the"Nameless Sword Manual" over and over, swinging his sword continuously. The ruthless sword intent radiating from his body grew stronger and even colder than the ice and snow around him.

"It's getting colder!"

Baixue Ding and Lin Yuyan couldn't help but hug themselves, sensing from Huo Yunjie an ice-cold piercing sensation that went straight to their souls, impossible to defend against.

"Let's stay farther away."

Left with no choice, Baixue Ding and Lin Yuyan ran toward the distance, built an ice house, and hid inside it, huddling together for warmth.

Hundreds of miles away.

Wang Ping'an, Qiao Jiaxi, and Long Tianxing stood amidst the snowy sky, feeling no cold whatsoever.

"The second senior brother really is a blockhead."

"Indeed!"

"If I had two beautiful immortals with me, how could I let them freeze in the cold wind? I would have held them close already!"

"Wang Ping'an, you really are sly!"

"Hehe, keep it on the down-low, the down-low!"

The three gazed at Huo Yunjie, who was practicing his swordsmanship in the snow, and felt it was unfair for Baixue Ding and Lin Yuyan.

Hundreds of miles away.

Mo Ying carried a longsword on her back, followed by several second and third generation disciples, each with a cultivation level that had reached at least Divine Origin Realm.

"The second senior brother, really!"

"A real ironclad straight man!"

Those second and third generation disciples shook their heads helplessly.

"Senior Sister Mo, aren't you going to persuade the second senior brother?" Lan Die, a second-generation disciple standing behind Mo Ying, couldn't help but speak.

Mo Ying shook her head: "It's no use. Ever since he got the Nameless Sword Manual, he has completely changed. In his eyes, sword practice is the only thing."

"What exactly is this Nameless Sword Manual that has the second senior brother so captivated?" Mu Sisi, one of the second-generation disciples, was very curious.

Mo Ying explained,

"It's a strange sword manual with only mnemonics; one must comprehend the sword moves and sword intent on their own. So far, there are only two pages. The Sword Drawing Technique is what Huo Yunjie has comprehended based on the Nameless Sword Manual."

On hearing this, Mu Sisi, Lan Die, and other disciples were amazed.

The incredibly powerful Sword Drawing Technique had been comprehended by Huo Yunjie from this manual, which meant the sword manual was indeed formidable, perhaps even unfathomable.

"Unfortunately, no one else has the subsequent mnemonics of the sword manual; therefore, Huo Yunjie's sword intent has been stuck for a long time."

Saying this, Mo Ying shook her head.

Amidst the snowy sky.

Ye Feng walked alone, holding a teacup in his left hand and sipping from it, and his right hand gripping Brother Flathead's tail, not allowing it to wreak havoc everywhere and sparing the Northern Emperor Star from destruction.

Before long, he arrived at the center of the far north.

The rock that had "Emperor Beihe visited this place" carved on it had shattered into a pile of rubble, buried in the blizzard, invisible once more.

"The strange feeling is stronger here!"

As he reached this place, Ye Feng sensed something.

He always felt there was a secret here, but it seemed to lack an outlet for release.

In the icy snowy land.

Huo Yunjie continued practicing his sword.

Each sword strike he delivered tore through the void, leaving faint black sword marks in the air that lingered for a long time.

"The second page of the sword manual, wielding the sword to sever mundane ties!"

"I'll sever, sever, sever!"

Huo Yunjie leapt into the air, holding the sword with one hand, and ferociously slashed out hundreds of sword lights, shattering the void.

It was at this moment that something unexpected happened.