The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 1258: The Birth of a New Powerhouse

"Such incredible speed!"

The Grand Elder of the Ten Directions Holy Sect felt his heart pounding wildly as he swiftly retreated, yet the long spear still closed in on him, forcing him to position the Sun and Moon Taiji Sword horizontally before him.

Clang!

The spear struck the blade with ferocious force, causing the Grand Elder’s grip to tremble as a numb pain throbbed in his hands. He nearly coughed up blood but immediately gathered his strength and forcefully pushed back.

The spear was deflected and flew back into the hands of the Demonic Vine Tribe Chieftain, who instantly hurled it again with all his might.

In the blink of an eye.

The spear was upon him once more.

The Grand Elder’s expression shifted dramatically. He hastily gripped the sword with both hands to fend off the attack, yet he was still forced to retreat. A dent appeared on the surface of the Sun and Moon Taiji Sword.

Seeing this, the Grand Elder’s heart ached.

At this rate, the Sun and Moon Taiji Sword won’t hold up much longer!

"Sun and Moon Light Wheel!"

The Grand Elder summoned all his strength. A radiant sun and silvery moon materialized behind him, revolving around his figure to strengthen his defenses.

Buzz!

Finally, the Grand Elder managed to deflect the spear once again, sending it back into the hands of the Demonic Vine Tribe Chieftain.

"You won’t last much longer,"

The Demonic Vine Tribe Chieftain sneered, twirling the spear before launching it forward with all his might once more.

He had a variety of techniques at his disposal,

But his strongest move was the direct spear throw—concentrating all his force into a single point, piercing through the toughest defenses.

On the ground.

The Grand Elder endured another collision with the incoming spear, and the Sun and Moon Taiji Sword once again suffered a deep dent on its surface.

This can’t go on!

The Grand Elder grew increasingly anxious.

On the ground.

Ye Feng calmly sipped a cup of Enlightenment Tea.

Sword Saint Yuexi sat beside him, savoring the Spiritual Tea, her eyes shimmering with delight and serenity.

"As expected of the Seven-Colored Enlightenment Tea—it’s truly exquisite!"

She praised inwardly.

Beside them, a dozen Supreme Saints who were strangers to Ye Feng sat awkwardly. They occasionally swallowed their saliva but dared not ask for tea.

"The true spectacle has only just begun,"

Ye Feng murmured softly as he gazed at the battle unfolding hundreds of miles away, sparking curiosity among the crowd.

...

"Die!"

The Demonic Vine Tribe Chieftain hurled the spear again and again, its terrifying power suffocating the Grand Elder, leaving him utterly defenseless, forced into continuous resistance.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The Sun and Moon Taiji Sword took repeated hits, its surface riddled with dents.

The Grand Elder’s heart ached deeply. freёnovelkiss.com

But without the sword, he couldn’t withstand the chieftain’s attacks and would have been instantly breached.

"You’re old and past your prime—you’re done for,"

The Demonic Vine Tribe Chieftain laughed darkly.

In the next moment.

The spear struck again, shattering the Sun and Moon Taiji Sword into two pieces that fragmented further into golden and moonlit shards of light.

The spear charged forward once more.

A sickening crunch sounded.

The Grand Elder’s chest was pierced, pinning him against the blackened rock. His body convulsed, on the brink of death.

"Grand Elder!"

The Ten Directions Holy Sect disciples roared in anguish.

Some even broke down in tears.

...

Ten Directions Holy Sect, Sect Master’s Grand Hall.

"Sigh!"

A lone sigh echoed.

...

On the Myriad Clans Continent.

"Sect Master Ye, the Grand Elder of the Ten Directions Holy Sect seems unable to hold on any longer. What should we do?"

Sword Saint Yuexi voiced her concerns, visibly agitated.

"No, he won’t die."

Ye Feng shook his head calmly, unmoved.

On the battlefield.

The Grand Elder of the Ten Directions Holy Sect felt his life ebbing away, his vision growing increasingly blurred.

At that moment.

The life-saving measure granted by the Ten Directions Saint Emperor activated, transforming into a warm current that revitalized the Grand Elder, clearing his mind as he gripped the spear and pulled.

With a sharp sound.

The spear flew back into the hands of the Demonic Vine Tribe Chieftain, who sneered viciously.

"You’re doomed!"

The chieftain spoke coldly.

The Grand Elder, with his body pierced and his divine soul in a dazed, half-conscious state, no longer seemed like a threat.

One final strike would end his life completely.

On the battlefield.

A glimmer of joy appeared on the Grand Elder’s face.

He suddenly remembered the life-saving measure bestowed upon him by the Ten Directions Saint Emperor upon leaving the sect.

In mere moments.

The wound on his chest fully healed.

Standing tall on the battlefield, the Grand Elder reached for the shattered remnants of the Sun and Moon Taiji Sword, his eyes brimming with sorrow.

"My old friend, you’ve gone just like that."

He lamented bitterly.

Since attaining the Saint Realm, he’d forged this life-bound Holy Sword using the powers of the Sun and Moon. It had accompanied him for thousands of years, becoming a cherished companion.

Yet today, it lay in ruins!

"Soon, you’ll meet the same fate as this sword and vanish from the world completely, ha ha ha!"

The Demonic Vine Tribe Chieftain sneered.

His words angered cultivators across the lands.

"Such arrogance!"

"Sect Master Ye, please intervene!"

The crowd clenched their fists tightly.

On the battlefield.

Ye Feng remained composed, his expression unchanged.

In the distance, the Grand Elder cradled the shattered pieces of the Sun and Moon Taiji Sword, reflecting deeply on Ye Feng’s earlier words.

"Give it everything you have—emerge as a butterfly from its cocoon!"

"Destruction births renewal, rebuilding from the ruins!"

"Now I understand!"

"Sect Master Ye’s words hold profound wisdom. Only now do I truly grasp their meaning!"

The Grand Elder laughed heartily, his voice echoing across the battlefield.

A few miles away.

The Demonic Vine Tribe Chieftain sneered, "Understand what? You’re just a dying old man—die!"

In an instant.

The spear was hurled with full force, shattering the void as it pierced the Grand Elder’s chest once more, pinning him to the ground.

"Perish!"

The Demonic Vine Tribe Chieftain extended his hand, releasing an eerie glow that transformed the spear into writhing vines. The vines expanded quickly until they burst the Grand Elder’s body apart.

Crash!

A horrid sound cracked the air.

In the scene before them...

The Grand Elder disintegrated into showers of golden and moonlit rain that scattered across the Myriad Clans Continent, his aura entirely extinguished.

At the center.

Two radiant orbs remained—one golden, one moonlit—radiating pure Solar and Taiyin forces, teeming with revitalizing energy.

"Hmm?"

The Demonic Vine Tribe Chieftain sensed something amiss.

The Grand Elder’s aura began emanating from within the two glowing orbs, steadily intensifying, forming a faint silhouette nearby.

"Just a final flicker of life—perish!"

The chieftain attacked again, commanding the vines to lash out, but the strikes passed harmlessly through the Grand Elder’s shadow without causing any harm.

"What’s going on?"

The Demonic Vine Tribe Chieftain froze in confusion.

The vines whipped and flamed, yet they failed to affect the Grand Elder’s shadow. Instead, the shadow grew increasingly tangible.

"Yin and Yang in harmony, the world shall bow!"

The Grand Elder’s voice resounded powerfully.

The two orbs began to merge into a Yin-Yang disc, exuding a formidable aura that nourished the Grand Elder’s form, solidifying his incarnation.

"I refuse to accept this—prepare to die!"

The chieftain unleashed his full might.

Waves of devastating force assaulted the Grand Elder’s location, kicking up billowing black dust around him.

As the dust settled...

The Grand Elder’s figure appeared fully restored, standing resolutely with a Yin-Yang disc fused from Solar and Taiyin forces resting in his palms.

"Fight!"

His body surged forward, shrouded in radiant light from the Yin-Yang disc, demolishing the chieftain’s myriad attacks with sheer force.

Boom!

The Grand Elder struck out with his palm, wielding the Yin-Yang disc’s phantom to empower his attack. With ease, he smashed the chieftain’s spear to pieces.

"How can he be this strong?!"

The Demonic Vine Tribe Chieftain’s face twisted in shock.

He realized that the newly transformed Grand Elder was entirely beyond his ability to match.

After several exchanges.

The Grand Elder’s palm slammed into the chieftain’s chest, sending him hurtling several hundred feet into the rocky walls of the Myriad Clans Divine Mountain, his body shattered into fragments.

"What incredible power!"

The spectators watched in awe, utterly shaken.