The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 956 - : The Letter the Sword God Wrote to the Tyrant Emperor, The Two People on the Road

Ye Feng noted this information, resealed the treasure box, and tossed it into the System Space.

"The Tyrant Emperor was dismembered ten thousand years ago, but this letter was written after that, probably for the Tyrant Emperor after his death, I guess!"

Ye Feng speculated.

Such things were quite common.

For example, if a Great Power's good friend passed away, then the Great Power might write a letter and place it in the friend's tomb as a way of remembering them.

Of course, most of the time, it's simply burned.

"After returning to Shenzhou, I'll let the senior take a look at it. As for what's written inside, I won't sneak a peek."

Ye Feng murmured.

He stood up and looked around, and then took one last look at the beautiful scenery of the Tianhe Divine Sect, took a deep breath and said with emotion:

"My journey in Dongzhou is basically over."

"Next, it's time for revenge."

"I wonder when I'll return to Dongzhou next. I hope that after I leave, Chu Tianhe and the others will be safe and sound!"

Ye Feng sighed lightly.

It was time to part again.

There was certainly some sadness.

Since he began his cultivation in Shenzhou until now, Ye Feng didn't have many true friends.

Xin Guangxuan, an Inner Sect Disciple of the Liuyun Sect; Liu Ming, the Hall Master of the Sect Main Hall in the County King's Mansion; Xiao Cangtian, the Chosen One from the Cangqing Forbidden Zone; Wu Xuan, the Son of the Supreme Heaven Forbidden Zone...

All of the above were his friends.

And now, there was Chu Tianhe of the Tianhe Divine Sect.

"There are no banquets that don't come to an end, I must go to seek revenge, so farewell to Dongzhou!"

Ye Feng said with a sigh.

After quickly packing his things, Ye Feng, along with the Heavenly Path Spiritual Monkey and Hu Feifei, made their way to the Sect Master's Grand Hall of the Tianhe Divine Sect.

"Chu Lang, you learn so fast!"

Wen Xue's voice came from within the hall.

Ye Feng's face turned red, guessing that Chu Tianhe and the others were studying the "Yin-Yang Technique". He shrugged his shoulders, left behind a letter and ten leaves of Enlightenment Tea, and turned to leave.

"Let's go!"

Ye Feng, along with the two companions, ripped through space and departed.

This time, Ye Feng didn't use the fastest speed, but instead rode on auspicious clouds, flying towards the edge of Dongzhou at a pace of one hundred thousand li per breath, taking the opportunity to enjoy the scenery along the way.

"Dongzhou is indeed beautiful."

Ye Feng whispered to himself.

Afterward, his speed increased more and more rapidly, and he began to tear through the void, traversing through space.

Three days later.

Ye Feng had reached the borders of Dongzhou, with the Misty Area ahead of him. Once he crossed through, he could enter into the starry sky.

Step! Step!

Two figures emerged from the mist, standing on either side of the path before Ye Feng, as if they had been waiting there for some time.

"Jian Chen, Yuan Jing."

Seeing these two people, Ye Feng was quite surprised.

"Fellow Daoist, we have been waiting for you for a long time." Before Ye Feng could think of a reason, Jian Chen had already greeted him.

"Waiting for me?" Ye Feng was even more amazed.

"Yes, we've been waiting for you." Jian Chen nodded, hid his hands in his sleeves, and wore a slight smile on his face.

Yuan Jing said nothing, looking like a stylish man.

His arms, clutching fists, hung naturally at his sides. With thick eyebrows and large eyes, the imperial dynasty fate churned behind him, much stronger than when they had last met. Clearly, he had absorbed the imperial fate from the Burial Ground.

"I don't believe I know either of you, do I?"

Ye Feng glanced at Jian Chen, then toward Yuan Jing.

Jian Chen smiled and said,

"We are very interested in your identity. You must be Ye Feng from the Misty Sect of Shenzhou who has been famous across all realms recently? As for these two, they must be Princess Hu Feifei and Heavenly Path Spiritual Monkey."

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng's pupils constricted.

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He'd been discovered?

This was not good news.

This could lead to the exposure of Chu Tianhe, Wen Xue, and Wen Yue from the Tianhe Divine Sect, drawing retaliation from the Mingwang Holy Sect.

"I'm not Ye Feng, you've got the wrong person."

Ye Feng decided to bluff his way through.

But Jian Chen shook his head and chuckled lightly, "Friend Ye Feng, you may deceive others, but you can't deceive us!"

In the next moment.

Potent Power of the Heavenly Dao erupted from behind Jian Chen and Yuan Jing, shaking the region, even lifting the mist behind them to reveal the dazzling starry sky.

"Son of Destiny!"

Ye Feng stared at the two, his pupils suddenly shrinking.

Jian Chen and Yuan Jing shared the Power of the Heavenly Dao from Dongzhou, becoming the rare Twin Sons of Destiny!

"Just yesterday, we succeeded."

Jian Chen said with a small smile.

"I absorbed that perfect quality Yin Yang Pearl, further advancing my Yin Yang Force. Yuan Jing absorbed the imperial dynasty fate, making his own strength even stronger. And then, guess what? The two of us were simultaneously recognized by Dongzhou's Heavenly Dao, becoming the unparalleled Twin Sons of Destiny!"

"Not bad!" Stylish man Yuan Jing finally spoke up.

"Individually, neither of us had the qualifications to become the Son of Destiny of Dongzhou, but together, we were able to inherit the Power of the Heavenly Dao of Dongzhou and become Twin Sons of Destiny."

Yuan Jing added the above.

"This matter even astonished the Ancestor Sword God," Jian Chen began to laugh, "and it's precisely because we've become the Twin Sons of Destiny that we could sense the aura of a Son of Destiny on you."

"After deducing it, we confirmed one thing."

"You are Ye Feng!"

Jian Chen, with his arms crossed, watched as the Power of the Heavenly Dao behind him gradually fell, blending into the void.

In the next moment.

Yuan Jing and Jian Chen both stepped forward, approaching Ye Feng.

"So, what do you two want to do?"

Now that he had been recognized, Ye Feng no longer concealed his identity and instantly deployed "Heavenly Honor," amplifying his combat power by fivefold. His strength became incredibly powerful, as if he could burst the entire world.

"We heard that you managed to escape from the hands of the Tyrant Emperor, so your combat strength must be extraordinary. We want to have a friendly contest with you."

Yuan Jing spoke.

Behind him, the vision formed by the imperial dynasty fate emerged, with countless divine spirits walking within it, exhibiting myriad forms, which, if evolved to the peak, might very well become a real Divine Country.

"Indeed, we want to battle you!"

Jian Chen clenched a sword maneuver, and his eightfold Perfection of Sword Dao Domain erupted, integrating into the Yin Yang Holy Sword and evolving into an infinite and grand sword phantom world in the void behind him.

Clang!

Countless swords vibrated, and Sword Intent roared mightily.

Ye Feng rolled his eyes and said, "Why should I fight you? With my methods, if I choose to leave, probably no one in all of Dongzhou could hold me back."

This was his confidence.

With the Great World Heart, Leaping Step, and Eye of Decryption in his possession, Ye Feng's ability to escape was unparalleled.

If he wanted to leave, not even the Supreme Saint Realm could stop him.

"You managed to bring Chu Tianhe out of the hands of the Tyrant Emperor with your unparalleled movement skill, but even if you can escape, what about Chu Tianhe? Fighting a single battle with us won't be a loss for you," Jian Chen said in a clear voice, sword in hand.

Yuan Jing stepped forward, saying:

"We are very curious to know how much difference there is between the Son of Destiny of Shenzhou and us, the Twin Sons of Destiny of Dongzhou."

The countless divine spirits within the vision of his imperial dynasty fate roared, ready to unleash their strongest strike.