The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Few people can discern Ye Feng's purpose.

Because.

Few understand the Law of Power.

Only those cultivators who possess this law know that it can be comprehended during battle.

However, the price is steep.

One needs to endure attacks with their physical body to trigger internal power resonance, touch upon the laws, and thereby gain understanding.

Under such circumstances, it's a gamble with one's life!

A slight misstep, and one could be blasted to death by the opponent.

But, Ye Feng need not worry.

With the "Heart of Life", he can heal injuries instantly, ensuring the state of law resonance continues uninterrupted.

"Chaotic Fist!"

"Tianxiang Divine Fist!"

Ye Feng and Tianxiang Battle General clash once again.

The terrifying fluctuations explode at the moment their fists collide, releasing waves of power that sweep the surroundings and further intensify the resonance of the laws within Ye Feng.

"Your physical body is too frightening, isn't it?"

The Tianxiang Battle General is not one to speak harshly.

However, after exchanging blows with Ye Feng for tens of thousands of rounds and realizing he isn't gaining the upper hand, he can't help but voice his inquiry.

"Mutual feeling."

Ye Feng grins, suddenly putting strength into his back, and rams his head into Tianxiang Battle General's chest, forcing his opponent back.

Then, Ye Feng unleashes a barrage of frenzied punches.

The Tianxiang Battle General is reduced to merely defending, continuously swinging both fists to block.

A moment later.

The Tianxiang Battle General seizes an opportunity, landing a knee strike squarely on Ye Feng's abdomen, causing the latter to grunt in pain.

But.

Ye Feng is relentless.

He hooks his left hand around the leg of the Tianxiang Battle General, halting his own backward flight, while his right fist hammers down dozens of punches upon his opponent's face in an instant.

Crack!

The nose of the Tianxiang Battle General is shattered, but the pieces quickly reassemble, maintaining his peak state.

"So vicious!"

"This is the true battle between men."

"Duel spells are overly complex, only close combat can stir up one's blood, I've decided, I'll follow the path of Body Cultivation!"

Astonished voices of cultivators from all walks continue to rise.

Myriad Clans Continent.

The battle between Ye Feng and Tianxiang Battle General carries on.

One hour.

Two hours.

…

Eight hours!

The two have fought from the base of Myriad Clans Divine Mountain all the way to the edge of Myriad Clans Continent, and then onto the starry sky, where any casual punch could shatter vast swaths of it.

Luckily, there are no Life Stars in the vicinity.

"Get lost to the Myriad Clans Continent!"

Ye Feng deliberately controls the battlefield, using "Chaotic Fist" at full power, driving Tianxiang Battle General back to Myriad Clans Continent to avoid causing widespread death and destruction.

The Hundred Tribulations Realm is too terrifying.

A battle between such powerhouses can easily destroy heavens and earth.

Fighting on the extremely stable Myriad Clans Continent can minimize the casualty rate.

"Don't worry!"

"I won't immediately annihilate the Human Race, but keep them enslaved for all eternity."

The Tianxiang Battle General sneers.

"Then I should thank you, shouldn't I?"

Ye Feng scoffs, his punch blasting Tianxiang Battle General away, and the resonance within him intensifies even more.

"One hundred strands!"

Ye Feng is elated in his heart.

At this moment, he already has one hundred strands of the Law of Power. Continuing the battle will allow the number of law strands to increase rapidly until it reaches ten thousand.

However, there is a prerequisite.

The Tianxiang Battle General must last until then.

Boom boom boom!

Ye Feng punches again, not diminishing his own strength and still going all out.

The Tianxiang Battle General is pressured to the point of almost being unable to lift his head.

Myriad Clans Divine Mountain.

The chiefs such as the Chief of the Hunting Tribe, Mad Axe Tribe Chief, and Heaven Severing Tribe Chief, among other powerhouses, are all dumbfounded.

The Tianxiang Battle General who combined the power of thirty clan leaders is actually not a match for Ye Feng, being suppressed?

This is simply unbelievable!

Crack!

Ye Feng punches out again, forcing the Tianxiang Battle General back, and the number of Law of Power strands in his body increases once more.

Starry Sky realms.

Everyone is watching the battle.

"Sect Master Ye's combat endurance is amazing!"

"Indeed!"

"After fighting for a day and a night, Sect Master Ye's power is still at its peak, with no signs of decline."

"It seems that Sect Master Ye is going to win."

The powerhouses from various worlds were extremely excited.

"Damn it!"

The Tianxiang War General's face turned ugly.

He had been struggling for a day; against any other cultivator at the first level of the Hundred Tribulations Realm, he could have just used his immense strength to crush his opponent.

But now, he was the one being overwhelmed by Ye Feng.

This situation was unprecedented.

Another day passed.

Ye Feng's Law of Power surged to two hundred strands and continued to climb, and in no time at all, it would reach a thousand strands, or even ten thousand.

Crack!

Just at that moment.

Ye Feng threw a punch, piercing through the Tianxiang War General's chest for the first time.

"Hehehe, you're done for!"

Yet the Tianxiang War General was not the least bit alarmed, but instead wore a ferocious grin. The torn wound healed instantly, trapping Ye Feng's arm, effectively resulting in him losing an arm.

What's key was that he couldn't pull back!

"Counterattack, begins now!"

The Tianxiang War General sneered.

Those two muscular arms swung continuously, heavy fists pounding Ye Feng, causing his body to start breaking apart, but there was a green light flickering at the wounds, healing the damage.

The speed was so fast it was almost undetectable.

"What kind of Secret Technique is this?"

The Tianxiang War General was stunned.

No wonder he always thought that Ye Feng's Defense was strong and unbreakable, but that wasn't the case at all.

Ye Feng could be injured.

It's just that his self-healing ability was too terrifying.

No matter the injury, it would heal instantly.

If you didn't pay attention, you would think his Defense was impenetrable.

"How am I supposed to fight this?"

The Tianxiang War General's eyes bulged.

"Fight like this!"

Ye Feng sneered, swinging his other fist heavily into the Tianxiang War General's chest, cracking it open and finally managing to withdraw his trapped arm.

Boom! Boom!

Ye Feng struck once more with full force, forcing the Tianxiang War General to keep retreating and exacerbating his surface wounds.

On the third day of the grand battle.

Rip!

Ye Feng successfully tore apart the Tianxiang War General, slamming his battered body to the ground, shattering it to pieces.

At the same time.

Ye Feng's Law of Power rose to five hundred strands.

While this number seemed large, being five times that of a Peak Supreme Saint, it was still nine thousand five hundred strands short of the ten thousand required for the first level of the Hundred Tribulations Realm.

The gap was vast.

But, to be able to increase one's own Law of Power to five hundred strands in such a short time was still terrifying.

Countless cultivators could train for ten thousand years and not even improve by one strand.

On the ground.

The shattered Tianxiang War General could no longer hold on and transformed into thirty soul lights, drifting towards the Myriad Clans Divine Mountain not far away.

Ye Feng did not stop it.

At this moment, his Law was still resonating.

This was the most crucial moment.

He sat crossed-legged on the ground, pushing his comprehension to its peak, continuously perceiving the Law of Power.

"Ye Feng is actually perceiving the Law?"

"Damn it all!"

"He was actually using the battle to make a breakthrough."

The Chief of the Hunting Tribe and others finally realized the abnormality of Ye Feng, cursing incessantly.

Throughout the realms.

Everyone was baffled.

Ye Feng was perceiving the Law during this incredibly terrifying battle?

How bold can he be!

Is he not afraid of deviating from his cultivation?

Their minds were shaken, feeling a mixture of emotions.

On one hand, they celebrated Ye Feng's victory, but on the other hand, they felt bitter about Ye Feng's terrifying Talent to breakthrough in battle.

Aren't we all human? Why is Ye Feng such a freak?

Is it because we're not bold enough?

The crowd wondered to themselves.

On the Myriad Clans Continent.

Ye Feng continued cultivating.

Sword Saint Yuexi and others didn't dare to get close, fearing they would disturb Ye Feng. They remained in the vicinity of the Myriad Clans Continent, observing the Starry Sky and staying alert to the distant Myriad Clans Divine Mountain.

Several days later.

Ye Feng suddenly opened his eyes.

Around his body, a total of one thousand strands of golden Law of Power were suspended, shining brilliantly, each strand containing a terrifying presence that could crush the heavens.

"A thousand strands of the Law of Power."

Ye Feng said with a smile.