The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 1047 - : This Move is Called Luring Trouble Away

Three Thousand Realms, Star River Ruins.

Ye Feng released the golden curved bow and sighed softly.

He had devoured the starlight of nearly half a galaxy, including that shattered Sun, to shoot this invincible arrow, yet it only caused a dent the size of a fingernail on the War God of Myriad Clans' armor.

"Human Race, die!"

The War God of Myriad Clans patted the dust off his body and charged again, instantaneously creating myriad punching shadows that covered the sky.

"Is that all you can say?"

Ye Feng, unwilling to show weakness, executed "Myriad Realms Fist", creating just as many punching shadows to meet the War God of Myriad Clans blow for blow.

Neither of them showed any signs of yielding.

Both brought their power to its limit; their entire fists seemed to ignite, shining a thousand times brighter than the Sun and almost capable of illuminating the entire galaxy.

"What a monster!"

"This physical body is simply terrifying."

Observers from various worlds shielded their eyes from the brilliance, some even shedding tears.

In the starry sky.

Ye Feng and the War God of Myriad Clans exchanged blows, sending sparks flying everywhere, fighting from the center of the Star River Ruins to its edges and continuously shifting their battlefield deeper into the universe.

In some worlds.

Anyone who looked up could see intense lights flashing in the sky at a high frequency causing painful squinting.

Some were even blinded by the light on the spot.

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On a Life Star, a Human Race Heavenly Emperor looked into the depth of the starry sky, tears welling up in his eyes.

...

Crack!

After a close fight that lasted half a day, Ye Feng was finally knocked back, flying away, both arms completely numb, his fists mangled, blood constantly flowing.

"I've lasted this long without using Time Flashback!"

Ye Feng looked at his fists and laughed.

The next moment.

His injuries all healed completely, his aura returning to its peak as if he had suffered no damage at all.

"Human Race, you are very strange!"

The War God of Myriad Clans eyed Ye Feng, puzzled.

Any other Heavenly Saint, no matter how talented or physically strong, would have been crushed after close combat for half a day.

Yet, Ye Feng quickly recovered.

Such methods nearly seemed undying and were terrifying.

"So you can talk after all. I thought aside from your catchphrase, you couldn't speak a single word," Ye Feng mocked.

Shoo, shoo, shoo!

Just then, dozens of beams of light flew from across the universe, surrounding both the War God of Myriad Clans and Ye Feng, each of them exuding a strong Heavenly Saint aura.

However, they all shrouded themselves in mist.

Except for those close to them, no one knew who they were.

"Cackle cackle cackle!"

"Ye Feng, you have a day like this too."

"Brave warrior, are you also here for the bounty on Ye Feng? How about we work together and finish him off?"

"I'll give you the Supreme Saint Weapon, and we can split the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures."

These dozens of Heavenly Saints laughed.

Hearing this, Ye Feng sneered.

It seemed these people didn't know who the War God of Myriad Clans was, thinking of allying with this incarnation of evil from the remnant thoughts of the Myriad Clans. They were truly blinded by greed.

"Ally? Sacred Arms? Share treasures?"

The War God of Myriad Clans looked at these mysteriously shrouded Heavenly Saints as if they were fools, a cruel light flashing in his eyes.

"Human Race, die!"

Without another word, the War God of Myriad Clans charged at the speaking Heavenly Saint, unleashing myriad punching shadows.

Bang!

Though a Heavenly Saint, this person was instantly exploded, leaving only his Primordial Spirit in the starry sky, his face filled with disbelief.

"Heh heh, well done!"

Ye Feng acted immediately, in his capacity as the lord of the Misty Boundary, he devoured the Heavenly Saint Realm that burst open, then incinerated it with Dao Fire, suppressed it in the Misty Boundary, continuously refining it until the person was obliterated.

"What are you doing?"

The actions of the War God of Myriad Clans suddenly ignited the fury of the crowd.

They had originally planned to join forces to eliminate Ye Feng, but, to their dismay, this foolish brute had unexpectedly attacked them, which was completely outrageous!

"Kill him along with Ye Feng."

The remaining Heavenly Saints were enraged.

They quickly formed seals, and a powerful aura of Laws erupted from their bodies, forming an extremely formidable domain.

"These are the methods of the Supreme Saint Realm! In order to kill Ye Feng, there are Supreme Saints who are willing to deplete their cultivation level, lending a part of their power to these mysterious Heavenly Saints."

Sword Saint Yue Xi's face turned grim.

Even though she was a Supreme Saint, her ranking was only one hundredth on the Power God Ranking, making her the weakest among all the Supreme Saints.

Facing other Supreme Saints, she had no advantage, and even if she took action, she might not be able to handle those individuals.

"It's infuriating!" Wang Ping'an couldn't help but curse with anger when he heard that a Supreme Saint harbored intentions of killing Ye Feng.

Tomb of Jian Nan Yi.

Mo Ying stopped practicing her swordplay, stood in front of the tomb, and alongside Jian Nan's Sword Soul, looked up at the scene in the sky, her emotions complex.

"This is a curse from the Cosmic Will."

Jian Nan sighed helplessly, "Every cultivator, once they become an Invincible Supreme, will be targeted by the Cosmic Will. Although it's not necessarily bad luck all the time, they are bound to encounter formidable enemies."

Mo Ying couldn't help asking, "Master, can the Sect Leader overcome the curse of the Cosmic Will?"

Jian Nan nodded solemnly:

"He definitely can!"

"Ye Feng is different from us old Invincible Supremes. He will certainly persevere! Because, he carries the hopes of those of us who refuse to accept defeat!"

As Jian Nan spoke, across the Void Continent, many tombs shrouded in mist had pairs of dazzling eyes open, attentively watching the scene in the sky.

"Hold on!'

"After all, you are an Invincible Supreme! Moreover, the only one who has grown to the Heavenly Saint Level!"

The figures above those graves whispered silently.

Deep in the starry sky.

The methods of those dozens of Heavenly Saints were fully prepared—some had glowing translucent swords, some had towering ancient beasts, some had an eternal god domain growing with countless phantom figures...

Countless auras of the Laws fluctuated around.

At the center, Ye Feng and the War God of Myriad Clans suddenly felt an immense increase in pressure, slowing their movements.

"As expected of the Power of Laws!"

Ye Feng formed seals with his hands, ready to cast "Leaping Step."

This Divine Ability of the Nine Great Heavenly Venerables specialized in movement techniques, and once cast, he would surely be able to ignore the pressure of the Laws and successfully escape.

"Cackle cackle cackle!"

"Ye Feng, and you, this foolish brute who thinks too highly of himself, you are both doomed!"

"The bounty is ours!"

Dozens of Heavenly Saints spoke one after another, unleashing the means left behind by those Supreme Saint Realm experts.

Clang!

A sword instantly dashed forward, aiming straight for Ye Feng's brow.

"Leaping Step!"

Ye Feng sneered, his body enveloped by a special glow, ignoring the pressure of the Laws, dodging the slash of the sword, and using the Power of Space, he slightly adjusted the direction of the sword.

Rip!

The War God of Myriad Clans couldn't dodge in time, his armor, as if made of mud, was split open by the sword, damaging his real body inside.

"Roar!"

The War God of Myriad Clans looked at the sword embedded in his chest, then turned his hateful gaze towards Ye Feng not far away.

"Heh heh! This move is called 'leading disaster elsewhere'." Ye Feng grinned, showing his clean, neat teeth.

"Human Race, despicable!" the War God of Myriad Clans retorted angrily.

Not far away.

The dozens of Heavenly Saints were dumbfounded.

How did Ye Feng, who was clearly suppressed by the pressure of the Laws, suddenly dodge and change the direction of the sword of the Laws?

"Killing the foolish brute first is just as well!"

"Continue attacking!"

The dozens of Heavenly Saints continued their assault, activating the Divine Abilities of the Supreme Saint Realm left by them, aiming to take down both the War God of Myriad Clans and Ye Feng.