The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 761 - 762: The Terrifying Space-Time Assault, The Gods of the Shenzhou Continent
Chapter 762: Chapter 762: The Terrifying Space-Time Assault, The Gods of the Shenzhou Continent
Space-Time Assault is extremely terrifying!
Now, Ye Feng’s second volume of the “Time Codex” and the third volume of the “Spatial Codex” have achieved Perfection, and his mastery of the power of space and time was vast like the ocean.
Once he made a move, he suppressed everything in the world.
Rip!
The Space-Time Assault, like a spiraling beam of light, burst forth with such speed that it reached its peak, striking the Mist Saint’s forehead in an instant.
Bang!
...
Even the head of a being in the Saint Realm was blown apart.
Immediately afterward.
Ye Feng changed direction, as the Space-Time Assault swept across the void like an unrivaled divine sword, bisecting Saint Emperor Lingwei at the waist.
At that moment, the Hundredfold Speed Formation ceased to be effective.
Everyone regained their normal speed, but the scene that just unfolded remained vivid in their memories.
Everyone was shocked to their core.
All they did was blink, and Mist Saint’s head was blown apart by Ye Feng, and Saint Emperor Lingwei was cut in half at the waist.
This scene was too shocking!
Onlookers, one and all, were stunned.
“No!”
“How can a mere One-Turn Quasi-Saint possess such terrifying combat power to blow up a Saint’s Sacred Body!”
Saint Emperor Lingwei roared, his face filled with terror.
Space-Time Assault is very terrible!
This divine skill contains the powers of time and space, not only having tremendous impact force that bursts forth in a manner of spatial crushing but also being capable of shredding a Sacred Body with its immense strength.
In addition, it can also devour lifespan!
Just now, having been hit by the Space-Time Assault, Saint Emperor Lingwei found that his lifespan had inexplicably diminished by a few thousand years.
“Mist Saint, stop playing dead; flee quickly!”
Saint Emperor Lingwei shouted to his comrade beside him and hastened to tear through the void, ready to make his escape.
He was truly frightened!
Ye Feng was simply too terrifying to contend with.
Only by fleeing back to Suspended Mountain could he save his life!
Whoosh!
Having called out to the Mist Saint, Saint Emperor Lingwei then wrapped his severed halves with his aura, attempting to escape.
“You can’t escape!”
Ye Feng bellowed.
With a flick of his finger, Ye Feng covered Saint Emperor Lingwei with the Hundredfold Time-Deceleration Formation, freezing him in midair as his pupils began to dilate.
“Die!”
Ye Feng’s hands moved once more in the fashion of a Taiji Disc, and another Space-Time Assault directly hit Saint Emperor Lingwei’s head.
Boom!
Even though he had entered the Saint Entry Realm and followed the path of a Law Saint, with a physique that overpowered Quasi-Saints, it still wasn’t ridiculously strong.
With one sweep of the Space-Time Assault, his head instantly exploded.
“Quite a Ye Feng you are, courting death!”
Above the sky, an angry voice suddenly resounded.
Rip!
The canopy of heaven itself split open, revealing a place like the Immortal Realm, with wisps of white clouds and a floating Lotus Pond with pure lotus flowers blooming.
A cold and elegant woman in a red robe was sitting cross-legged, her eyes filled with killing intent as she met Ye Feng’s gaze through the void.
“Destiny Empress!”
“Save us!”
In the void, two complete figures materialized, precisely the Primordial Spirits of Mist Saint and Saint Emperor Lingwei.
They were Saints.
Though they had lost thousands of years of lifespan to the Space-Time Assault one after the other, their Primordial Spirits were injured, and their heads had exploded, they were not dead yet.
They used all their strength to fly towards the crack opened by the Destiny Empress, for passing through it meant survival!
“Die!”
Ye Feng, in his Holy Divine Form with invincible defense, wasn’t panicked at all. With one step, he appeared high in the sky.
“Ye Feng, you’re courting death!”
The Mist Saint’s Primordial Spirit swung out to strike, trying to knock Ye Feng away, yet it was blocked by his invulnerable defense.
Boom!
Ye Feng then unleashed the Space-Time Assault, striking the Mist Saint’s Primordial Spirit and shattering it into countless specks of light.
In the sky, music began to play!
The melody was melodious and pleasing, as if the Shenzhou Continent was celebrating.
Countless vibrant petals fell, blanketing the whole of the Shenzhou Continent and prompting billions of beings to look up in wonder.
Bathed in the shower of countless petals, Ye Feng stood with an aura as turbulent as the sea, his killing intent soaring, like an unparalleled god of slaughter!
“You actually killed the Mist Saint!”
The Destiny Empress roared.
She extended her hand and pressed it down towards Ye Feng through the air.
A gigantic palm imprint formed rapidly, enveloping boundless oppressive force, giving Ye Feng the feeling that it was several to dozens of times stronger than the Mist Saint and Saint Emperor Lingwei.
“So this is the manifestation of a Saint? It’s nothing special!”
Ye Feng lunged forward, using the invincible defense of his Holy Divine Form to nullify the palm strike of the Destiny Empress.
“How is this possible?”
The Destiny Empress’s eyes nearly bulged out, unable to believe that Ye Feng’s defense was so strong that it could dissolve even her full-powered strike.
Could it be that his defense was truly invincible?
At that moment.
Ye Feng once again unleashed the Space-Time Assault, attacking the stunned Destiny Empress and blasting her away, causing her to crash heavily into the Lotus Pond, soaking her clothes through.
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“Hahaha, I’ve escaped certain death!”
However, the price was that the primordial spirit of Saint Emperor Lingwei passed through the rift in the sky and returned to Suspended Mountain.
Boom!
The rift closed rapidly, and even though Ye Feng immediately unleashed the Space-Time Assault again, he was still a fraction too late.
“One dead, one escaped, it’s not a bad outcome.”
Ye Feng lowered his hand.
On the ground.
Countless people raised their heads, looking at Ye Feng who was single-handedly fighting against three Saints, and they all felt their bodies stiffen and their throats dry, unable to utter a single word.
“How… how fierce!”
“Three Saints, one flung away, one severely injured, one eradicated—doesn’t this mean that Sect Master Ye has become a Saint?”
“Nonsense!”
“Sect Master Ye has just advanced to a One-Turn Quasi-Saint, but the fact that he could slay a Saint Entry at this level is utterly terrifying!”
“Once he becomes a Saint, he will definitely become the new ceiling.”
After a long while.
Everyone came back to their senses.
Their gaze towards Ye Feng was almost one of submission, contributing a vast amount of Power of Faith.
“My Power of Faith is growing more and more, and it seems there’s no limit. If I utilize all of the Power of Faith for the Five Qi Dynasty, will my strength rise again?”
Ye Feng contemplated excitedly.
“It will not!”
“The rules of heaven and earth restrict it. During the Five Qi Dynasty, each type of primordial force is of the Heavenly Emperor Level. However, Sect Leader can save the surplus Power of Faith for future use.”
The System explained.
Ye Feng suddenly understood.
He looked over the two shattered corpses suspended in mid-air, belonging to the Mist Saint and Saint Emperor Lingwei. They contained a tremendous amount of special energy, more precious than any top-tier Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.
“Perhaps, I can try to absorb their energy!”
Ye Feng’s gaze sharpened as he thought.
Within the body of a Saint typically resides the Origin.
If it could be absorbed, one’s own strength would skyrocket.
Whoosh!
With a wave of his sleeve, the two shattered bodies of the Saints disappeared into the System Space, and then, Ye Feng turned back to look at the crowd.
Before his eyes were countless faces filled with shock.
“Fellow Daoists, do not be alarmed. This is the tradition of our sect. Almost every time we celebrate the ascension, strong enemies will invade. However, even if he is a Saint daring to disturb our celebration, he must die!”
Ye Feng smiled indifferently, taking his seat at the top.
The audience, however, still looked up at the sky, swallowing repeatedly, clearly trying to swallow their saliva.
At the seats.
Feng Chuan looked up with fear written all over his face.
He simply couldn’t understand why Ye Feng was so powerful.
Could it be because he has become the Son of Destiny and thus received the blessings of the Heavenly Dao’s remnants?
“Damn you, Ye Feng!”
“This glory should have been mine, and it’s killing me!”
Feng Chuan clenched his fists so hard that he wished he could swallow Ye Feng whole.
The other guests gradually turned their stiff necks to look at Ye Feng sitting at his place, their hearts unable to settle for a long time.
Nobody expected Ye Feng to be so ferocious.
A Saint being wiped out was terrifying.
But only Ye Feng knew that he could eradicate a Saint because he employed unconventional methods.
His Cultivation Level was merely a One-Turn Quasi-Saint.
Under normal circumstances, his strength would at most reach the level of a Third-Turn Quasi-Saint, but he had many unconventional methods.
For instance, the Destiny Treasure Bead, a Transcendent Spirit Treasure above the Three Stars level, was an unconventional method. Relying on the Domain of Heaven and Earth, it could suppress a Four-Turn Quasi-Saint across realms.
Ye Feng had many more unconventional methods.
The strongest among them was the “Spatial-Temporal Strike”.
This Divine Skill allowed him to slay Saints!
