The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 1212: The Enemy Behind the Crack

Deep in the sky.

From that Death Eye-like rift, dozens of figures slowly emerged, all radiating the aura of the Saint Entry Realm.

"Saint Entry, huh? Quite weak!"

Ye Feng laughed and continued to eat his roasted lamb leg.

The Ancient Spirit Immortal Venerate beside him was equally calm.

Since there were only Saint Entry Realm beings, there was no need for him to take action yet; Chu Tianhe alone could sweep the field.

"It really is the Heavenly Demons!"

The Bear Tribe Priest, Wen Ding, pointed at those figures in the sky, his eyes filled with terror.

These Heavenly Demons all looked exactly the same.

They had humanoid forms but were all cloaked in sinister black Armor, covering their entire bodies, and sharp horns protruded from their heads, gleaming coldly.

Each Heavenly Demon was holding a heavy blade.

The aura of bloodthirstiness was slowly diffusing.

The entire basin was engulfed by the terrifying pressure.

"Over a dozen in the Saint Realm, quite impressive!"

"We’ll form pairs, and for the ones left over, groups of three. Let’s eliminate these prey."

"Understood."

The group of Heavenly Demons cackled, forming battle groups of two or three, each targeting a Saint Realm being from the Ancient God Race.

"Kill!"

The Wolf Tribe was closest to the Bear Tribe village at this moment.

Right now.

Just after the Wolf King had his breakthrough to the Saint Realm, he saw two Heavenly Demons charging towards him, his pupils suddenly constricted.

"It’s over!"

The Wolf King gritted his teeth, suddenly howled to the sky, and behind him emerged the spectral image of a fierce and brutal Giant Wolf.

"Awooo!"

The Giant Wolf spectral image roared, lunging at one of the Heavenly Demons, instantly igniting a terrible battle; the Wolf King himself went for the other Heavenly Demon.

"Heh, taking on two at once?"

"What arrogance!"

The two Heavenly Demons sneered, their bodies flashed, easily dodging the attacks of the Wolf King and the Giant Wolf’s spectral image, and swung their heavy blades, cutting through the air with brilliant blade light.

Rip!

The Wolf King was sent flying, his chest stained with blood.

The Giant Wolf’s spectral image was shattered by another Heavenly Demon’s blade, turning into specks of light that merged into the Wolf King’s body.

"Think you can kill me? No way!"

The Wolf King was fierce, and after fusing with the Giant Wolf’s spectral image, he unexpectedly entered the Blood Rage state, his combat power skyrocketed, and he transformed into a werewolf form, his body covered with impenetrable wolf fur.

His two claws were extremely terrifying!

"Bloodthirsty Wolf Howl!"

The Wolf King roared furiously, the rampant sound waves containing powerful Vitality Power, shaking out in an instant and bombarding the two Heavenly Demons, causing their bodies to tremble violently.

"Haha!"

"This guy is finally getting serious; we can use our real strength now, kill!"

The two Heavenly Demons were unharmed.

They grew fiercer as the battle went on.

Their heavy blades drew eerie arcs in the sky, instantly slashing at the Wolf King’s neck, causing fresh blood to surge out and stain the horizon.

"Wolf King!"

The members of the Wolf Tribe roared.

In other places.

The Snake Tribe Queen, the Flying Winged Dragon Tribe Leader, the Boar Knights, and other tribe’s strongest were all being besieged.

They fused with their totems and entered the Blood Rage state.

But even so, they were still no match.

Rip!

Three Heavenly Demons joined forces, sent the Snake Tribe Queen flying, and even severed one of her legs, but luckily this woman had strong vitality and managed to reattach her leg and retreat to a distance.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The Wolf King and other newly advanced Saints all withdrew, forming a circle with Snake Tribe Queen and several other Saints.

"We may not win if we fight alone, let’s join forces and use the Blood Fury Strike!"

The Snake Tribe Queen shouted.

"Alright!"

The Wolf King and other strong beings nodded together.

All of them entered the Blood Rage state, fused with their totems, and their combat strength soared. A hexagonal red halo appeared in their eyes, and the aura on their bodies gradually merged.

A towering red spectral warrior clad in crimson Battle Armor, wielding a blood-red Mad Blade, arose above them. Its eyes shone like galaxies, dazzling and intimidating, so bright that one feared going blind.

"Everybody, get into formation!"

A Heavenly Demon raised his heavy blade high.

"Alright!"

The rest nodded and also raised their heavy blades, unleashing myriad light shadows that interweaved into a light formation in the sky.

Hum!

The void slightly trembled.

A towering Heavenly Demon, five meters tall, slowly walked out from the light array, its eyes filled with ferocity, wielding a heavy blade eight meters long, eliciting an involuntary shiver from anyone who gazed upon it.

"The Heavenly Demons still have tricks up their sleeves?"

"What are we going to do now?"

Everyone’s bodies trembled violently.

No one expected the Heavenly Demons to have such a move, even more fierce than the Wolf King’s Blood Fury Strike!

"Charge!"

A Heavenly Demon coldly commanded.

Whoosh!

The five-meter-tall black Heavenly Demon charged forward, brandishing the eight-meter-long heavy blade, and fiercely brought it down, sending the battle armor-clad War General, a manifestation of the Blood Fury Strike, flying.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two sides fought fiercely in the sky, continuously clashing their Mad Blades, sparking hot fire that scattered everywhere, resembling a meteor shower raining down on the area.

But the Demon War General was stronger!

This being was a fusion of the strengths of dozens from the Saint Realm, far more powerful than a mere ten or so Saints.

Rip!

Dozens of rounds later, the War General formed from the Blood Fury Strike was cleaved in two, its body exploding, and the Wolf King along with several newly-advanced Saints were blown away, coughing up blood.

They had been utterly defeated!

In the high sky.

The five-meter-tall Heavenly Demon stood holding its blade, its expression cold and detached.

"It’s over!"

"We’ve been utterly defeated."

The people from the various tribes of the Ancient God Race wailed towards the heavens.

What followed would be a harvest!

Countless tribespeople would be slain, and even top-notch strong individuals would hardly survive. Only a few of the elderly and the young might be spared.

Everything would return to how it was thousands of years ago!

"I cannot accept this!"

The Wolf King roared.

"Unwilling to accept it? You are all but livestock bred by us. When the time of harvest comes, you should obediently be slaughtered by us. Why resist?"

A Heavenly Demon sneered.

"Indeed!"

"But, your resistance makes us even happier, since it allows us to get some training."

"Exactly!"

"We are all newly advanced Saints. You’re perfect for sharpening our skills."

"For you, this is a catastrophe, but for us, this is merely a trial that comes every few thousand years, and you are just the whetstone."

"Hahaha!"

The Heavenly Demons laughed uproariously.

In the Bear Tribe’s camp.

Ye Feng had just finished eating a roasted lamb leg.

"So that’s how it is. These Heavenly Demons ought to be from a certain tribe or power, sent every few thousand years to hunt the Ancient God Race to hone their own skills."

"So, this place is a Trial Grounds."

"As for these Heavenly Demons, they are actually true members of the Human Race, merely disguised and donned in armor, masquerading as Heavenly Demons."

Ye Feng murmured.

Upon hearing this, Xueyue Fairy, Wen Ding, and the others around him all revealed shocked expressions.

"Is this the truth then?"

Wen Ding clenched his fists, "Our Ancient God Race, composed of tens of thousands of tribes, are only someone else’s whetstones?"

"Yes, that’s right," Ye Feng nodded.

"This!" Wen Ding grew even more furious.

"Brother Ye, let me handle this, shall I?" Chu Tianhe was eager to prove himself in front of his mother-in-law.

"Hmm." Ye Feng nodded.

In the high sky.

"It has ended!"

"Let the slaughter begin!"

A Heavenly Demon stated coldly.

The other Heavenly Demons laughed without saying a word.

Tramp! Tramp! Tramp!

The Demon War General, holding an eight-meter-long heavy blade, walked on air, advancing towards the Wolf King and several other newly-advanced Saints.

That massive long blade was raised high.

A terrifying aura instantly swept across the field, followed by a brilliant blade light that, in a moment, engulfed the heavens and the earth.

At this moment.

Everyone felt palpitations and despair.

"No!"

Members of the various tribes of the Ancient God Race roared.

But, just then.

A figure stood in the path of the blade light.