The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 768 - : The Backstabber Duo, Seclusion, The Final Wool

Chapter 768: Chapter 768: The Backstabber Duo, Seclusion, The Final Wool

The Star River Quasi-Saint felt very helpless.

He had agreed to cooperate with Ye Feng in order to have the chance to undergo the Saint Ascension Tribulation.

However, after speaking with the Ancient Sacred True Dragon, he learned that the Thunder Pool Grand Hall of the Shenzhou Continent was sealed and temporarily unavailable to provide the Saint Ascension Tribulation.

Upon hearing this, the Star River Quasi-Saint was struck hard.

But later, he came to terms with it.

At least Ye Feng didn’t deceive him, and he had indeed established a connection with the Shenzhou Continent.

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It’s just that.

With the Thunder Pool Grand Hall of the Shenzhou Continent sealed and unable to provide the Saint Ascension Tribulation, and with only the Shenzhou Continent as a Great Thousand World in the vicinity, he could only continue to wait.

There was another more important point.

Just like the True Dragon Realm, the Nine Cities Star Cloud had been forced to become a subordinate to the Shenzhou Continent due to the influence of the Thunder Palace, making them fellow passengers in the same boat, so he might as well go with the flow.

As for Ye Feng, the Star River Quasi-Saint felt rather confident in him.

He believed that one day, Ye Feng would be able to unseal the Thunder Pool Grand Hall, paving the way to sainthood for everyone.

“So, do you regret it?”

Ye Feng asked the Star River Quasi-Saint.

“I did have some regrets at first, but considering that the Shenzhou Continent is the only Great Thousand World around, thinking about it is pointless. I might as well assist you with all my might; perhaps that could open the path to sainthood,” he replied gravely.

Ye Feng nodded, approached the two, and his aura began to grow stronger, reaching the Second Turn Quasi-Saint level.

“You… you’re only a Second Turn Quasi-Saint?” the Ancient Sacred True Dragon exclaimed, eyes wide.

The Star River Quasi-Saint was also quite surprised.

In their eyes, with Ye Feng being so powerful, he should at least be a Four-Turn Quasi-Saint.

But unexpectedly, he was only a Second Turn Quasi-Saint.

“To be honest, when I first encountered you, I was a top-tier Heavenly Emperor. I only broke through recently,” Ye Feng admitted.

“In at most three months, I will be able to enter the Four-Turn Quasi-Saint level, and I will also face the difficulties of becoming a Saint,”

“We share a common goal.”

“As the Son of Destiny of the Shenzhou Continent, I would spare no effort to unlock the seal of the Thunder Pool Grand Hall, opening the path to sainthood for all of Shenzhou,”

Ye Feng declared, his voice resolute.

Upon hearing this, the Star River Quasi-Saint felt somewhat excited.

“I believe Sect Master Ye has the strength,” the Star River Quasi-Saint said as he stood up, his expression serious.

The Ancient Sacred True Dragon scratched his head.

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Helped by the remnants of the Heavenly Dao on the Shenzhou Continent, he had reshaped his Sacred Body, achieving true Saint Realm status, which meant he could not make any further breakthroughs in the short term. However, due to his status as a False Heavenly Dao, he was as long-lived as the heavens and did not have to worry about his lifespan.

But as a result, he was restricted by Shenzhou.

If Shenzhou existed, he would be undying and indestructible.

If Shenzhou fell, he would undoubtedly perish!

Thus, copying the tone of the Star River Quasi-Saint, the Ancient Sacred True Dragon said seriously, “I believe too.”

Ye Feng nodded.

Thinking of the Starry Sky Mighty Races that were about to attack the Shenzhou Continent, he stroked his chin thoughtfully and shared this information, drawing the Star River Quasi-Saint’s attention.

“These Starry Sky Mighty Races are truly detestable!”

The Star River Quasi-Saint rarely showed a fighting spirit, “Sect Master Ye, why don’t I go and annihilate them?”

“No, don’t!” the Ancient Sacred True Dragon hastily intervened, “The Starry Sky Mighty Races are backed by the Celestial Clan of the Suspended Mountain. They are powerful and difficult to deal with. If you go, you’re likely to come back badly hurt.”

The Ancient Sacred True Dragon did not want the Star River Quasi-Saint to join the battle.

Even though the Star River Quasi-Saint was a Four-Turn Quasi-Saint, he was not a False Heavenly Dao; if killed, he could not be reborn. He did not want the fellow cultivator he had finally met to extinguish so easily.

“Indeed, you should not take action at this time.”

Ye Feng said slowly.

“However, when the Starry Sky Mighty Races focus their attention on the Shenzhou Continent, that is when you could strike, preferably in a surprise attack.”

These words made the two pause.

Surprise attack?

Where to strike?

Ye Feng continued to explain:

“When the Celestial Reincarnator and the Starry Sky Mighty Races jointly besiege the Shenzhou Continent, the base of the Starry Sky Mighty Races will inevitably be vulnerable. At that time, you should form the ‘Backstab Duo,’ one in the Saint Realm and one a Four-Turn Quasi-Saint, surely unstoppable,”

“With your power, you can annihilate any Starry Sky Mighty Race that dares to attack the Shenzhou Continent!”

“By then, you’ll also be able to make huge gains.”

“Think about it, doesn’t it sound exhilarating?”

As he spoke, Ye Feng’s smile grew increasingly twisted.

“Damn, that’s ruthless!”

The Ancient Sacred True Dragon inhaled sharply.

He suddenly felt fortunate that he and Ye Feng were allies rather than opponents; otherwise, he wouldn’t know when his home might be stealthily attacked.

“Excellent!” The Star River Quasi-Saint applauded Ye Feng’s strategy and expressed his approval.

“Then it’s settled. When the time comes, you two will backstab as you see fit.”

“No problem!”

“Leave it to us.”

…

After leaving the Nine Cities Star Cloud, Ye Feng tore through the void, returned to the Shenzhou Continent, and entered the Thunder Palace.

“It’s time to go into seclusion.”

Ye Feng muttered to himself.

According to the final hints in the fifth volume of “Ancient God Body Refining Technique”, Ye Feng knew that becoming a Physical Body Saint required enduring hardships and relying solely on his will to resist.

Only then could he become an ultimate Body Cultivator.

He stretched out his hand, and a source of power appeared above his palm, which he immediately smacked onto his chest.

Boom!

Ye Feng felt as if he had been hit by an entire world, as his entire body started to explode repeatedly.

On the surface, it seemed like nothing was happening, but inside his body, it was continuously breaking and reforming.

“What excruciating pain!”

Ye Feng gasped in pain.

Soon.

He was enveloped in a pale golden fog, making it impossible for the outside world to hear his voice or see anything happening inside.

…

Time trickled by.

Seven days passed.

Rumbling…

Above the Misty Sect, a vast Heavenly Tribulation descended, and everyone looked up to see a figure shooting up into the sky, charging into the Tribulation Cloud and devouring the lightning that struck down.

“It’s Protector Hu Feifei!”

“Is Empress Feitian attempting to advance to Four-Turn Quasi-Saint?”

Not only the Misty Sect disciples, but spectators from various forces were also stirred, their eyes filled with shock.

“Empress Feitian’s talent is definitely not inferior to Sect Master Ye. Strong as he is, even Ye Feng is only a Second Turn Quasi-Saint, while Empress Feitian is about to step into the Four-Turn Quasi-Saint level.”

“That’s true!”

“It’s puzzling why Empress Feitian joined the Misty Sect; could it be to aim for Sect Master Ye’s beauty?”

“…”

Because of Hu Feifei’s tribulation, cultivators from all major powers engaged in prolonged discussions.

Several hours later.

The Tribulation Clouds dispersed.

[Hu Feifei’s Upgrade Energy: 30%]

Before the tribulation, Hu Feifei already had 10% energy, absorbed 15% during the tribulation, and another 5% from the Thunder Pool, reaching the current 30%.

“I’ve finally broken through.”

“Next, to continue pillaging resources!”

Hu Feifei grasped the Hunyuan Staff, shattered the void with one swing, and once again dove into the Cangqing Forbidden Zone, standing above the Crimson Moon Gate.

“Explode for me!”

She smashed down with the staff in both hands, a terrifying force sweeping down, causing the Crimson Moon Gate to tremble violently, almost breaking apart.

This time, she gained 0.01% energy.

“Sect Master said, having absorbed the refresh of the Sacred Body Origin, I can extract 60% more upgrade energy through the Crimson Moon Gate.”

“Meaning the Crimson Moon Gate will ultimately bring my upgrade energy to 90%, and then this thing will be useless and can be destroyed.”

Hu Feifei thought to herself.

She continued to bombard the Crimson Moon Gate, striving to plunder the last bit of resources.

…

Suspended Mountain.

The Destiny Empress awoke from her seclusion and found the Primordial Spirit of Saint Emperor Lingwei, who was recuperating by the Lotus Pond.

“Has your injury recovered?”

“Reporting to the Empress, my Primordial Spirit’s injury has healed, but without the Sacred Body, I can’t exert even seventy percent of my strength.”

“It doesn’t matter, that’s enough.”

The Destiny Empress looked into the distance, her face growing colder, “Go to the Starry Sky, secretly lead the races, and incite rebellion.”

Hearing this, Saint Emperor Lingwei’s heart tightened.