The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Ye Feng was deeply puzzled.

He quickly split a strand of Divine Sense to receive the external news.

A moment later.

Ye Feng understood the whole sequence of events, knowing that Situ Ding had severely injured the Ten Directions Saint Emperor, forcing the latter to flee the scene to avoid being killed.

"What a Situ Ding!"

Ye Feng clenched his fists and immediately left the Scripture Pavilion, heading to the guest hall of the Holy Spirit Sect.

At this very moment.

The Ten Directions Saint Emperor and the Grand Elder, along with others, were sitting in their seats, consuming Healing Saint Pills to nourish their bodies and gradually recover from their injuries.

"Sect Master Ye!"

Upon seeing Ye Feng, the Ten Directions Saint Emperor immediately stood up, his eyes filled with delight.

"Saint Emperor Senior, are you alright?"

Ye Feng quickly approached, forming hand seals, and activated "Heart of Life". Then, with one finger, he pointed at the Ten Directions Saint Emperor's shoulder, infusing it with the source of life energy.

A moment later.

The Ten Directions Saint Emperor's injuries were healed.

Even the hidden illnesses inflicted by Situ Ding gradually dissolved during this process, allowing him to restore his peak condition.

"Thank you for your concern, Sect Master Ye, I'm fine now."

The Ten Directions Saint Emperor nodded.

Beside him, the Grand Elder wore a face full of grief.

Previously, back on the Myriad Clans Continent, Situ Ding had launched an aggressive attack, the power of which was terrifying. Although he and the Ten Directions Saint Emperor survived, some elders and disciples of the Ten Directions Holy Sect were killed by the residual energy.

Regarding this, he was heartbroken.

"That damned Situ Ding!"

Ye Feng's brows were filled with killing intent.

He had never expected Situ Ding to leave the Ancient Emperor Realm at this time and charge into the Myriad Clans Continent.

Especially Shangguan Shenyu—this person had even broken through to the Supreme Saint Realm. In a battle of the same rank, he defeated the Ten Directions Holy Sect's Grand Elder, who was approximately at King Eight-Star level.

From this calculation, Shangguan Shenyu's combat power was at least at King Eight-Star Pinnacle, potentially even King Nine-Star!

Such combat strength could be described as terrifying.

Although in a battle of equal rank, Ye Feng could crush Shangguan Shenyu with one hand, one must understand that he had already become invincible at the same rank. Looking at the vast history of the Three Thousand Realms, not many had reached this level.

King Eight-Star Pinnacle or Nine-Star was already considered the pinnacle of ordinary combat strength.

"Shangguan Shenyu's strength is too formidable."

The Ten Directions Holy Sect's Grand Elder muttered, "This man openly stated that his combat power at the same rank surpasses Situ Ding and will definitely become a frightening enemy in the future."

"Where are they now?"

Ye Feng activated the light screen to look toward the Myriad Clans Continent but did not spot Situ Ding, Shangguan Shenyu, or others.

"We were fleeing for our lives earlier, so we're unclear about what happened afterward." The Ten Directions Saint Emperor shook his head.

"I know!"

Holy Spirit Sect's Holy Son Lin Kun stepped forward.

Everyone immediately turned to look at him.

"After defeating Saint Emperor Senior, Situ Ding and others met with the Clan Leader of the Myriad Clans Divine Mountain, but because of the soundproof restrictions they set up, no one knows what was discussed."

Lin Kun began explaining.

After a pause, he continued:

"Later, an Ancient Coffin atop the Myriad Clans Divine Mountain trembled, and a figure surrounded by thunder appeared, leaving with Situ Ding and the others."

"What they did after that remains unclear."

"That's the general sequence of events."

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng and the others understood.

"That was one of the Myriad Clans' Ten Clan Leaders!" Ye Feng followed up. "Such powerful individuals are, at least, Hundred Tribulations Realm layer ten. The figure that appeared must have been an avatar, following Situ Ding to the Ancient Emperor Realm."

"The Ancient Emperor Realm?"

Everyone's expressions changed slightly.

No one here had ever been there, but they all knew it was a domain ruled by Ancient Emperors and had Ancient Emperor presences.

If the Myriad Clans' Clan Leader went to the Ancient Emperor Realm, it was likely to discuss matters with the Ancient Emperor.

This situation looked grim!

...

Ancient Emperor Realm.

Situ Ding, the Thunder Emperor Avatar, Shangguan Shenyu, Xin You, and a group of ten entered the realm successfully.

"What a magnificent, awe-inspiring world."

The Thunder Emperor Avatar surveyed the surroundings. He could feel the Ancient Emperor Realm divided into five layered worlds, with the higher layers offering superior cultivation environments and serving as a paradise for the strong.

Within it, he also sensed the life energy of countless Myriad Clans' clansmen, which was brimming with vitality.

Some of them had even reached the Supreme Saint Realm.

"I didn't expect our Myriad Clans not only to endure but to thrive so greatly."

The Thunder Emperor Avatar burst into laughter.

He had once thought that the entirety of the Myriad Clans had dwindled down to just the ten clan leaders, with all others extinct.

Yet who would've thought...

They were all alive and well.

"This is all thanks to our Ancient Emperor." Situ Ding gestured toward the vast Ancient Emperor Realm. "At some point, the Ancient Emperor created this realm, assembling the scattered members of the Myriad Clans across the universe, steadily developing them to their current state."

"Why did the Ancient Emperor do this?"

The Thunder Emperor Avatar asked.

"Our Ancient Emperor's ancestor is named the Ancestral Ancient. He is the progenitor of your Myriad Clans."

Situ Ding declared proudly.

"Hmm?" The Thunder Emperor Avatar raised an eyebrow. "Impossible! The Myriad Clans rose to prominence ten billion years ago. How could your Ancient Emperor's ancestor possibly be our progenitor?"

"Don't believe me? You'll understand when you meet the Ancient Emperor."

Situ Ding pointed to the fifth layered world.

"Alright." The Thunder Emperor Avatar nodded.

"Friends from afar, this Emperor apologizes for the lack of a proper welcome." A warm voice gently rang out from the pinnacle of the fifth layer of the Ancient Emperor Realm.

To Situ Ding and his group.

This voice carried a familiarity and affection.

But in the ears of the Thunder Emperor Avatar, it caused his entire body to tremble violently, as though he was on the verge of disintegration, his eyes filled with shock.

"Such formidable strength!"

"At least Hundred Tribulations Realm layer twenty!"

"No wonder he could slaughter the Tyrant Emperor with a single sword strike from afar."

The Thunder Emperor Avatar's heart was shaken.

He suppressed his slight disdain and followed Situ Ding and the group onward, successfully reaching the pinnacle of the fifth layer of the Ancient Emperor Realm.

Here, they met the Ancient Emperor.

Not only that.

Beside the Ancient Emperor sat the Ming Emperor and the Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor, both meditating with five hearts facing the heavens, absorbing energy from the depths of the universe to recuperate their injuries.

"Why are they here?"

Upon seeing the Ming Emperor and the Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor, Situ Ding raised an eyebrow. After a moment's thought, he deduced they must have come here to escape the pursuit of the Nantian Sword Emperor.

"You've arrived."

The Ancient Emperor stood with hands clasped behind his back, gazing at the Thunder Emperor Avatar and scrutinizing him. "Even as an avatar, you've reached Hundred Tribulations Realm layer twelve. Your true form must be at least layer sixteen, correct?"

"Layer seventeen!"

The Thunder Emperor Avatar cupped his hands in greeting.

Despite the strength of his true form, which had achieved Hundred Tribulations Realm layer seventeen, it paled vastly in comparison to the Ancient Emperor, rendering him unable to maintain his confidence.

Even more pressing.

From the Ancient Emperor's physical presence, the Thunder Emperor Avatar noticed a suppression originating from the depths of his bloodline.

It was the source of his bloodline!

This revealed one significant fact.

What Situ Ding said was true.

The Ancient Emperor's forebear, Ancestral Ancient, was indeed the progenitor of the Myriad Clans. Strictly speaking, the Ancient Emperor could be considered a senior to the Clan Leader of the Myriad Clans.

"Your Myriad Clan leaders' strongest individual should have a combat power close to Hundred Tribulations Realm layer twenty, correct?"

The Ancient Emperor asked with a smile.

"No!"

The Thunder Emperor Avatar shook his head hastily. "The strongest among our Myriad Clan leaders only reaches Hundred Tribulations Realm layer eighteen, far inferior to you, Ancient Emperor."

"That's rather weak."

The Ancient Emperor nodded slightly.

"However, our Myriad Clans are proficient in the Heavenly Constellation Fusion Technique. If the ten clan leaders merge, they can instantly surpass Hundred Tribulations Realm layer twenty and even unleash greater power, though still inferior to you, Ancient Emperor, it wouldn't be far off."

The Thunder Emperor Avatar added quickly.

Upon hearing this, Situ Ding and the others' expressions changed dramatically.

They had nearly forgotten that the Myriad Clans possessed the Heavenly Constellation Fusion Technique. Once executed, it allows the ten clan leaders to merge into a terrifyingly powerful entity capable of sweeping across realms.

"What's the purpose of your visit today?"

The Ancient Emperor, seated, inquired.

"To meet you and our clanspeople and to discuss the possibility of an alliance."

The Thunder Emperor Avatar explained their purpose.

[PS: How I wish I could just stick to two updates per day... Sigh… I'm exhausted… If you agree, please raise your hands... I'll catch up tomorrow or the day after…]