The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 1257: Life Mentor Sect Master Ye

"Sun and Moon Reversed!"

The Grand Elder of the Ten Directions Holy Sect immediately placed the Sun and Moon Taiji Sword horizontally before him, and a mysterious domain spread out.

The next moment.

The Winged People Race Chief suddenly felt as if a dazzling light submerged his vision, rendering him unable to see anything. He quickly retreated.

But as he stepped back, he realized a strange transformation was happening to his body, as if forcibly reversed.

Upon regaining composure.

The Winged People Race Chief was astonished to find himself hurtling uncontrollably toward the Sun and Moon Taiji Sword.

"How is this possible?"

The Winged People Race Chief’s face changed drastically as he waved his bone staff swiftly, hoping to repel the Sun and Moon Taiji Sword.

Clang!

A sharp collision reverberated.

Both were thrown back by the mighty impact, standing off against each other with hundreds of meters between them.

"What kind of technique is this?"

The Winged People Race Chief was filled with bewilderment.

He was clearly using the Netherworld Eye to suppress the Grand Elder of the Ten Directions Holy Sect, intending to deliver a fatal blow to guarantee victory.

Yet, the opponent broke free from the constraints.

This occurrence was exceedingly rare.

The Grand Elder of the Ten Directions Holy Sect remained silent.

With his sword gripped tightly in both hands, he stood where he was, staring at the Winged People Race Chief not far ahead, while glancing at Ye Feng seated in the distance.

"What kind of technique is this?"

"It allowed me to break free from the shackles of the Netherworld Eye, and even momentarily enhanced my enlightenment."

The next moment.

The Grand Elder’s gaze fell upon the teacup in Ye Feng’s hand, noticing its radiant, multicolored brilliance. Enlightenment struck him instantly.

"I understand!"

"Sect Master Ye gave me Seven-Colored Enlightenment Tea, which temporarily boosted my enlightenment."

"He’s actually helping me?"

The Grand Elder of the Ten Directions Holy Sect felt deeply shaken.

Not far away.

The Winged People Race Chief saw that the Grand Elder ignored him, his eyes flared with fury.

"Brazen fool! Die!"

His figure flickered through space, reappearing behind the Grand Elder of the Ten Directions Holy Sect, driving the bone staff straight toward him.

"Yin Yang Rotation!"

The Grand Elder abruptly turned around. With the Sun and Moon Taiji Sword in hand, he cleaved downward, the imagery of a sun and moon appearing behind him, akin to a rotating Yin Yang Fish.

Boom!

A terrifying force exploded outward.

The Winged People Race Chief felt as though his chest had been struck by the horrifying impact of the Divine Mountain of the Myriad Clans, sending him flying backward.

"Your power has skyrocketed!"

The Winged People Race Chief’s disbelief was palpable.

The Grand Elder of the Ten Directions Holy Sect was merely an ordinary cultivator of the Supreme Saint Realm—not supposed to be his opponent. Yet now, his strength surpassed even his own!

"All thanks to Sect Master Ye’s aid."

The Grand Elder of the Ten Directions Holy Sect said with a smile.

After drinking the Enlightenment Tea, his understanding temporarily surged, unraveling pressing doubts that plagued him.

Especially, Ye Feng’s earlier words now made perfect sense to him.

"Only by exerting oneself to the limit can hidden potential be unlocked, enabling me to harmonize the Sun and Moon Powers, shedding my limitations to ascend as the true supreme force."

The Grand Elder felt profound resonance.

He had misjudged Ye Feng.

The latter had long let go of past grievances.

Ye Feng’s instruction, directing him to attack the Myriad Clans Divine Mountain, was not meant to send him to his death. Instead, Ye Feng leveraged the pressure exerted by the Clan Leader of the Myriad Clans to fuel his breakthrough.

"After this battle, I will rise!"

The Grand Elder of the Ten Directions Holy Sect declared loudly, "And Sect Master Ye shall be my guide."

Though he could not fathom Ye Feng’s reasons for aiding him.

The favor was one he would remember eternally, severing ties with the Devouring Heaven Demonic Sect and standing resolutely by Ye Feng’s side.

"Damn Ye Feng!"

Upon the revelation that Ye Feng was behind the Grand Elder’s surge in power, the Winged People Race Chief ground his teeth in fury.

"You cannot kill Sect Master Ye, and now, your opponent is me."

The Grand Elder of the Ten Directions Holy Sect launched the attack.

Pushing the Sun and Moon Powers to their limits, he attained enlightenment on Yin Yang’s principles, fusing the two forces, and unleashed a sword aura imbued with terrifying potent energy.

Rip!

The Sword Qi shattered the void in its wake.

Countless tidal waves of space-time surged forward, about to obliterate the Winged People Race Chief.

"Soaring Sky!"

The Winged People Race Chief’s three pairs of wings flared powerfully, propelling him hundreds of meters in an instant, narrowly avoiding the strike, before diving toward the Grand Elder.

"Sun and Moon Reversed!"

The Grand Elder of the Ten Directions Holy Sect invoked the move again.

The surroundings were engulfed in dazzling brilliance.

The Winged People Race Chief felt his eyes sting fiercely. Gripping his bone staff tightly, he rooted himself to the spot, not daring to strike, lest he misjudge the situation and harm himself instead.

"You’ve fallen into my trap!"

The Grand Elder suddenly appeared behind the Winged People Race Chief, and his Sun and Moon Taiji Sword swept horizontally, slicing across the Chief’s waist.

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The Winged People Race Chief was nearly bisected at the waist, blood gushing forth as agonizing screams filled the air.

"Sun and Moon Light Wheel!"

The Grand Elder hoisted the Sun and Moon Taiji Sword high and unleashed the full force of the Sun and Moon Powers within, conjuring a sun and moon that hovered above the Myriad Clans Continent’s sky, radiating tidal strength toward the sword’s tip.

"Slash!"

He wielded the sword with both hands, striking downward with resolute power.

A golden and lunar-colored sword light spanning hundreds of miles tore through the dimension, striking the Winged People Race Chief from head to toe, cleaving him into two.

"Sun and Moon Burst!"

The Grand Elder sheathed the Sun and Moon Taiji Sword behind him, extending both palms to summon a miniature sun and moon, which he then slammed together aggressively.

Buzz!

The fusion gave rise to an unstable orb of light, threatening explosive devastation at any moment.

"Go!"

The Grand Elder abruptly swung his sword, striking the light orb as though it were a baseball, hurling it forward.

In the next instant.

The light orb caught up with the cleaved remains of the Winged People Race Chief, erupting in a cataclysmic explosion.

Scorching waves instantly engulfed the surroundings.

From afar, witnesses saw a massive golden and lunar-colored light sphere hovering above the Myriad Clans Continent, speckled with black feathers that gradually evaporated into nothingness.

"Did he win?"

"The Grand Elder of the Ten Directions Holy Sect is too strong! Such power surely ranks among the top twenty on the Power God Ranking."

"Wasn’t he ranked in the eighties before?"

"He’s climbed so much higher in rank?"

"Didn’t you hear what the Grand Elder said? His surge in strength is due to Sect Master Ye’s guidance, allowing him to fuse the Sun and Moon Powers and unleash this terrifying combat capability."

"So that’s how it is?"

"Sect Master Ye’s mere instructions boosted the Grand Elder’s abilities this much?"

"He truly lives up to being Sect Master Ye!"

All cultivators from various realms erupted into heated discussions.

Many found it difficult to believe.

Yet, the unfolding events were undeniable facts.

The once-mediocre Grand Elder of the Ten Directions Holy Sect transformed under Ye Feng’s guidance, overturning his disadvantages, and successfully slaying the Winged People Race Chief, causing an uproar across realms.

On the ground.

The Grand Elder descended, maintaining his firm posture with the sword clutched in both hands.

"You managed to kill me—how dare you!"

From above, came the enraged voice of the Winged People Race Chief.

In the next moment.

A spectral essence darted toward the Myriad Clans Divine Mountain, reassembling into a black ancient coffin whose avian carvings dimmed considerably.

"You lost??"

The clan leaders were visibly shocked.

"Hmph!"

With a cold snort, the Winged People Race Chief chose not to respond.

Despite feeling humiliated by his inability to overpower the suddenly formidable Grand Elder, he could not refute his defeat.

"Shall we continue?"

The Grand Elder shouted toward the Myriad Clans Divine Mountain.

"How dare a mere ant boast! I will end you!"

With a furious roar, the coffin belonging to the Demon Vine Tribe Chieftain shattered, transforming into a long spear that he gripped firmly.

Whoosh!

The Demon Vine Tribe Chieftain wasted no words, summoning his full power and hurling the spear at the Grand Elder of the Ten Directions Holy Sect, the weapon reaching his position in the blink of an eye.