The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 1400: The Visit of the Immortal Emperors

"Tyrant Emperor Fist!"

The Ancient Holy God struck first, with billions of shadows of Ancient Giant Gods appearing behind him, elevating the power in his fist to its peak, smashing out fiercely.

The entire Starry Sky World trembled violently.

Even the Heavenly Dao of Shenzhou felt a sense of dread.

Many Immortal Emperors also retreated.

Facing this terrifying punch, Ye Feng suddenly pointed his glowing finger, clashing with it.

Pop!

Boundless brilliance erupted from where the fist and finger touched, dazzling and blinding, instantly engulfing the entire Starry Sky World, making it impossible for anyone to open their eyes.

"What happened?"

Everyone shielded their eyes with their hands to avoid being blinded by the law-infused light wave and felt a chill all over, very uncomfortable.

After several breaths.

Only then could everyone open their eyes and look towards the void, and then, each person’s eyes widened.

In the depths of the starry sky.

The Ancient Holy God Overlord Emperor stood there, with all the numerous visions behind him vanished, leaving only himself standing, with his outstretched arm trembling slightly.

It could be seen, his fist had been pierced through.

It was pierced by Ye Feng’s earth-shattering finger, revealing the ghastly white bone inside.

"Hiss!"

"Even the fist of the Ancient Holy God Overlord Emperor can be pierced! Sect Master Ye is truly formidable, isn’t he?"

"I heard that his cultivation level is six minor realms lower than the Tyrant Emperor’s! To break through the Tyrant Emperor’s full defense, he truly is terrifying."

"Where is Sect Master Ye?"

Everyone suddenly noticed something.

Ye Feng was missing!

Crash!

The whole starry sky suddenly shuddered, with countless light particles converging toward the center, forming a human silhouette, then finally revealing Ye Feng’s figure.

He had actually been exploded!

The particles of his body scattered instantly across the entire Starry Sky World, taking several breaths of time to gather again, demonstrating the terror of the Tyrant Emperor’s punch.

"Ye Feng’s defense was actually broken!"

The Immortal Emperors were greatly shaken.

"No, it’s not like that. Ye Feng’s defense is very special, the Tyrant Emperor couldn’t possibly break it, even I might not be able to," Heavenly Emperor Lingtian spoke up. "The reason Ye Feng’s body was blasted apart was that he withdrew his defense."

"Huh?" The Immortal Emperors were stunned.

The defense can be retracted?

They had thought Ye Feng’s defense relied on his physical body, but now it seemed to be a kind of domain.

"But, even if you can break Ye Feng’s defense, what’s the point? You all saw it, Ye Feng’s body was blasted by the Tyrant Emperor’s punch, yet he can effortlessly reassemble every particle of his body. What does that imply?"

Heavenly Emperor Lingtian asked in a deep voice.

Upon hearing these words, the faces of the Immortal Emperors changed drastically, and they spoke in unison: "An Undying Body?"

"It is indeed an Undying Body," Heavenly Emperor Lingtian nodded, "Let’s go, the battle is over, let’s pay a visit to this Tyrant Emperor, maybe there will be other gains."

In the starry sky.

Ye Feng looked at his body, feeling satisfied.

When he was bombarded by the Tyrant Emperor, the spatial defense on the surface of his body had already been broken, and even his entire body had been blasted into countless particles flying out, scattering across the starry sky.

But even so, he could still use the localized positioning ability of his microcosm to quickly draw his body particles back.

This, is the Undying Body.

Even if blasted into pieces by others, with particles scattered to the Endless Remote Lands, he could still return.

"Ye Feng, you’re too strong."

The Ancient Holy God looked at his fist, noticing his entire arm was trembling, quickly circulated his vital energy and blood, causing the flesh buds on his wounds to rapidly wiggle, healing the injury.

"Senior overpraises me," Ye Feng laughed.

"No, I’m not overpraising. In fact, I’m severely underestimating you," the Ancient Holy God shook his head. "In a fight of the same level, you can indeed crush me, very terrifying."

"Senior, do you know of the Void Realm?" Ye Feng suddenly asked.

"I’ve never been there in person, but I’ve heard about the place from the Spirit Venerable, why do you ask?" The Ancient Holy God was puzzled.

"Then do you know of battle power?" Ye Feng asked again.

"I know. My battle power is considered top-notch. In a fight of the same level, there is no difference from Spirit Venerable and the others; all are at the Eight Stars King level," the Ancient Holy God said proudly.

The next moment.

He realized something, "Are you saying your battle power is at the Nine-star Pinnacle, or are you the legendary Invincible Supreme?"

"Yes, I am the Invincible Supreme," Ye Feng spread his arms, "Moreover, among the known sixty Invincible Supremes, my battle power should be the strongest."

"How could that be?" the Ancient Holy God was shocked, "It’s said that all the Invincible Supremes have died, how do you know you’re stronger than them?"

"After becoming Invincible Supreme, my battle power has repeatedly broken the limits and advanced a few steps, otherwise, with a typical Invincible Supreme, it’s impossible to injure a King of Eight Stars across six minor realms."

Ye Feng explained.

"I see!" The Ancient Holy God was increasingly shocked inside. "I must say, you’re really a freak; you’re already Invincible Supreme, yet your battle power still improves."

"Just a coincidence," Ye Feng shook his head, looking into the distance.

The Ancient Holy God also looked over.

In the starry sky.

Several dozen figures were approaching.

"People from the Immortal Realm?" The Ancient Holy God looked at them, his gaze resting on those Twentieth-layered Immortal Emperors, feeling slightly pressured, finally looking at Heavenly Emperor Lingtian, his pupils shrinking, unable to see through him at all.

"I am Heavenly Emperor Lingtian, from a dilapidated Daoist temple in the Immortal Realm," Heavenly Emperor Lingtian introduced himself first.

"Tyrant Emperor, from the Three Thousand Realms," the Ancient Holy God slightly bowed, nodding in acknowledgment.

"Ziwei Immortal Emperor."

"Linglong Immortal Emperor."

"Nine Stars Immortal Emperor."

The remaining thirty-plus Immortal Emperors introduced themselves one by one, getting to know the Tyrant Emperor.

"You came looking for me?" the Tyrant Emperor asked.

"Yes." Heavenly Emperor Lingtian nodded, explaining the need for Protectors to deal with the Shadow, which brought surprise to both the Tyrant Emperor and Ye Feng.

"To ask us to be Protectors, you have quite the nerve," the Tyrant Emperor laughed heartily.

"Actually, I’m curious about the power of this Shadow who threatens the Thirty-third Layer Immortal Emperor. If there’s a chance, I’d like to have a confrontation with it."

Ye Feng was quite interested.

Possessing his Holy Divine Form, even though currently he might not be able to defeat the Shadow, he could still withstand it head-on.

"Tyrant Emperor, you are now at the Twenty-first layer of the Hundred Tribulations Realm, young and promising, you will eventually reach the Thirty-third Layer and beyond. If you also encounter the Shadow or a similar existence, what would you do?"

Heavenly Emperor Lingtian posed a challenging question.

"That is indeed a problem," the Ancient Holy God frowned, "If anyone tries to stop my breakthrough, I’d definitely clench my fist and deliver a lethal blow."

"Satisfyingly straightforward and direct, worthy of the Tyrant Emperor’s fame across the Three Thousand Realms," Heavenly Emperor Lingtian applauded.

"But, if I truly encounter the Shadow as you describe, with my strength, I’m afraid I cannot annihilate the opponent, thus preventing my breakthrough," the Ancient Holy God clenched his fist, pondering the problem.

"If so, then how about a mutually beneficial cooperation?" Heavenly Emperor Lingtian was full of expectation.

The Immortal Emperors were too.

Ye Feng also looked at the Tyrant Emperor.

"Fine!" The Tyrant Emperor agreed straightforwardly, "However, my cultivation is at the Twenty-first layer of the Hundred Tribulations Realm, far from the Thirty-third Layer, so I can’t help for now."

"We are also only in the twenties, not at the Thirty-third Layer yet, we have time,"

The other Immortal Emperors joked half-seriously.

Afterward, the group continued to chat leisurely, and as they talked, they delved into the topic of cultivation, discussing various tricky questions on the spot.

Ye Feng sat by the side, quietly observing.

He found that his comprehension was truly frightening. The questions raised by the Immortal Emperors, he could come to conclusions with a little thought, enriching himself.

The road ahead became clear.

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