The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Before Demon God Mountain.

There lies a plain, known as Myriad Spirit.

Now, countless mighty warriors meet upon the Myriad Spirit Plain.

The Demon Race and the Human Race rarely seen united, tens of thousands of elite fighters together besieging the Demon Race's great army; in an instant, hundreds of Human Race, Demon Race, and Demon Race warriors fell.

Some were cleaved by sharp swords.

Some were smashed into pieces by heavy hammers.

Some were pierced through the heart by ten thousand arrows.

In short, the three powerful races of combatants suffered heavy casualties, causing hearts to tremble.

"Is this the final battle?"

"Too tragic!"

"Today, I fear I will also lose my life!"

Many Third Realm cultivators from the Demon Race and the Human Race turn pale with fear, their bodies uncontrollably trembling.

Since the disaster fifty years ago brought a massive resurgence of Spiritual Energy, the number of cultivators has been increasing.

Previously, cultivators of the Third Realm were considered top-notch.

But today, whether it be the Demon Race, the Human Race, or the Demon Race's cultivators, everyone who joins the battle is at least of the Third Realm.

Outside, the Third Realm is also known as the Element Gathering Realm. The tens of thousands of combatants from the three factions are not considered much, but within the testing world, this scale is already the most terrifying.

High above in the sky.

Sword Immortal Su Ling, with a longsword in hand, bursts forth with an aura nearing the Pinnacle of the Fifth Realm. Three thousand sharp swords appear in the air. As she swings her sword forward, the sword beams fall like torrential rain.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

In an instant, nearly a thousand of the Demon Race are cut in half, screams of agony unceasing as the morale of many cultivators surges.

"Majestic Sword Immortal Su Ling!"

"Indeed!"

"The peak powerhouses indeed have greater domineering presence."

"With a single move from Sword Immortal Su Ling, ten percent of tens of thousands of demons are gone, greatly relieving our pressure."

"Kill!"

The Human Race and Demon Race cultivators are overjoyed.

But, their joy doesn't last long before ten Great Demons stand out from Demon God's side, each at the Pinnacle of the Fourth Realm. Although not as powerful as Su Ling, their combined effort is terrifying.

"Devouring Heaven Magical Array, kill!"

The ten Great Demons wielding halberds charge at Su Ling.

"Three Thousand Sword Immortals!" Su Ling does not hesitate, her right hand wielding the sword, and her left hand forming the sword technique, her fingertips glowing, swiftly passing over the sword body, causing a myriad of sword shadows to burst forth.

Clang, clang, clang!

Three thousand sword beams appear out of thin air, like a downpour, encircling the ten Great Demons in the middle.

"Attack!"

The Fourth Realm peak cultivators from the Demon and Human Races also make their move, seizing the opportunity to launch countless powerful attacks at the ten Great Demons.

"Ah!"

Immediately, a Pinnacle of the Fourth Realm Great Demon falls.

After a round of attacks, only three of the ten Great Demons survive, heavily wounded; the remaining seven have been reduced to fragments.

"Haha, exhilarating!"

"Although we don't have anyone of the Fifth Realm, we outnumber the Demon Race in the Fourth Realm, who's afraid of whom!"

"And besides, we have Sword Immortal Su Ling!"

The Human Race and Demon Race warriors laugh heartily.

But, Sword Immortal Su Ling's expression becomes even graver.

She can feel that Demon God's mood is very calm, showing no fluctuations, still exuding an immense oppressive aura.

"Feeling quite proud of yourselves, aren't you?"

Demon God finally speaks.

His right hand grasping the Square Sky Halberd, his left hand reaching out, displaying six steel-like fingers entwined with demon fire, covered with eerie patterns and containing terrifying energy.

As Demon God speaks, numerous Third Realm warriors immediately feel a heart-stopping palpitation.

"Puh!"

The next moment, all the Third Realm warriors of the Demon and Human Races cough up blood, their complexions pale as snow.

"A single sentence, and we collectively spit blood!"

"Is... is this how terrifying the Fifth Realm is?"

"Don't panic, we still have Sword Immortal Su Ling!"

Many cultivators immediately retreat, standing in line with Su Ling and other Fourth Realm powerhouses, their aura uniting as one to withstand the Fifth Realm Demon God.

"You all did pretty well."

The Demon God spoke again, "Pity, as I make my entrance, I must sweep across the entire world, turning this place into a sanctuary bathed in demonic fire!"

"You wish!" Su Ling shouted.

She stepped forward with her sword, and the three thousand sword shadows behind her merged into one, pushing her aura to the peak, combined with the energy of tens of thousands of cultivators behind her, enough to momentarily resist the Demon God.

"Are you the strongest in this world? Merely a half-step into the Fifth Realm, I'll give you three moves," the Demon God sneered.

"Hmph, you will regret this!"

Su Ling took a deep breath, her right hand wielding the sword and her left hand forming a spell. The sword shadows behind her immediately fused with, the sword in her hands, bursting forth with dazzling sword light.

"Ten Thousand Swords Technique!"

Su Ling finally made her move.

At that moment, billions of rays of light burst from the sword, blooming in mid-air like magnificent fireworks, yet at a distance concentrating into a beam of sword light, slashing towards the Demon God's brow.

"Too weak!"

The Demon God swung his Square Sky Halberd, effortlessly breaking Su Ling's strongest strike, with mockery in his eyes.

"How could this be?" Su Ling's body trembled.

That was her strongest attack, yet it was easily shattered by the Demon God. Could it be that she really had no power left to turn the tide?

"I don't believe it!"

"I am the favored daughter of Heaven from Mortal City, a Sword Immortal, the only one who is half-step into the Fifth Realm."

"I... cannot lose!"

Su Ling unleashed the "Ten Thousand Swords Art" again, another dazzling sword light erupted, slashing towards the Demon God.

"You've lost."

The Demon God swung his Square Sky Halberd, easily shattering the sword radiance, and then coldly watched Su Ling, "You've reached this realm in under a century, a pity, you're still too green!"

"Ten Thousand Swords Art!"

Su Ling ignored the Demon God's words and once again gathered her peak power, slashing towards the Demon God again and again.

One sword, two swords... ten swords!

After casting "Ten Thousand Swords Art" ten times, the Demon God remained unscathed, while Su Ling was exhausted, her face pale, nearly falling from the sky, thankfully supported by several cultivators at the Pinnacle of the Fourth Realm.

"I've lost!"

In the end, Su Ling had to concede.

She admitted, the Demon God was strong!

Although she herself was half-step into the Fifth Realm, she was still far behind a Fifth Realm Demon God.

"It's over!"

"Even Sword Immortal Su Ling couldn't win, what do we do?"

Many cultivators trembled with clenched teeth.

Without powerful combined spells, even if they all attacked together, they would be slain one by one by the Demon God.

In this battle, the Human Race and the Demon Race were surely doomed!

Inside the secluded courtyard.

Ye Feng looked at the scene within the water basin with a calm expression, while the Big Yellow Dog frowned.

"Master Ye, should I go?"

The Big Yellow Dog spoke human language, "After eating your osmanthus cake, I've broken through to the Fifth Realm, my strength must be no less than that Demon God."

"No, you are still far from it," Ye Feng shook his head.

This Demon God wasn't a newly advanced Divine Origin Realm entity, but one at a senior level, relying on Big Yellow who hadn't yet refined Divine Skills was definitely not an opponent.

"Eh, what's happening?"

"Arf arf!"

"Is it them wanting to play the hero?"

The Big Yellow Dog looked at the picture in the water basin, suddenly his eyes widened, drawing Ye Feng's attention.

On the Myriad Spirit Plain.

The ground was actually trembling non-stop.

Countless people looked towards the source of the sound, only to see at the edge of the plain a large group of Great Demons with terrifying momentum rushing over.

Some were bears as large as mountains.

Some were King Cobras hundreds of meters long.

Some were Bee Kings followed by a million-strong swarm of bees.

There were also thick-skinned Wild Boars!

"So it's these little demons," Ye Feng said.

Whether it was the Wild Boar or King Cobra, they all came from the valley where he and Yu Jie had lived for decades.

Decades had passed, and they too had broken through their realms.

Each one, at the very least, was at the Pinnacle of the Fourth Realm, and several even reached half-step into the Fifth Realm.

"So many Great Demons? Interesting!"

The Demon God looked towards the newcomers, smiled, his voice spreading across the entire Myriad Spirit Plain, clearly reaching the ears of every cultivator.