The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

"Wah ho!"

Brother Flathead howled at the sky, nodded, returned to his normal size, and circled around with Fox Da Hong, releasing those innocent people trapped in countless fortifications, thus gaining more Prestige Points.

On a warm piece of land.

Hundreds of millions of innocent people were placed down by Fox Da Hong.

"The Heavenly Frost Holy Land has been destroyed, from today, you are free. This area is your new home, live well!"

"Oh, right!"

"I'm called Fox Da Hong, and he's called Brother Flathead, we are both Holy Beasts of the Misty Sect of Shenzhou."

After saying this, the two of them left straight away.

On the ground.

Numerous innocent people, bearing whip marks, huddled together, looking at the gradually receding figures of Fox Da Hong and Brother Flathead, tears streaming down their eyes.

"Freedom!"

"We are finally free!"

The crowd was immensely moved.

After today, they felt they had been reborn, finally able to live a free life, unenslaved, their gratitude towards the Misty Sect was beyond words.

Countless Prestige Points erupted in an instant.

[Spiritual Beast Battle Second Round (Brother Flathead): 382 million/1 billion]

[Note: Win]

Ye Feng, looking at the victory of the second battle, clapped his hands in admiration.

"The increase in Prestige Points this time is too fast, I just opened the panel and nearly four hundred million prestige have already come in." Ye Feng laughed heartily.

He looked at the ground.

Fox Da Hong and Brother Flathead were moving forward.

The two were heading to the final target of this challenge—the Jiying Holy Temple!

Like the Star-shattering Palace and the Heavenly Frost Holy Land before it, the Jiying Holy Temple was also a force under the Ming Emperor and Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor, often committing wanton acts.

Cultivators in the vicinity all complained incessantly.

"Jiying Saint Master, get out here!"

This time, Fox Da Hong stood with arms akimbo outside the gate of the Jiying Holy Temple and shouted loudly.

Boom!

Just with one shout, the grand gate of the Jiying Holy Temple was torn to shreds by the fierce sound waves, alarming not only the cultivators of the entire Jiying Holy Temple but also capturing the attention of countless cultivators and mortals within millions of miles around.

"It's you!"

A black-robed elder walked out and, seeing Fox Da Hong and Brother Flathead, his pupils contracted.

Recently, Brother Flathead had successively slain the Star-shattering Ancient Saint and the Holy Master of the Heavenly Frost Holy Land, causing a sensation throughout Xizhou. All major forces received the news.

Numerous powerhouses were in a state of panic.

They all worried they would be the next to be challenged, but because the challenges from Fox Da Hong and Brother Flathead had no forewarning, no one knew if they would have their doors knocked upon, they could only continue to wait.

"Why am I so unlucky!"

"Damn it!"

"Why did they come looking for me?"

The Jiying Saint Master stood on the ruins of the gate, clenched his fists, looked at Fox Da Hong and Brother Flathead in the distance, made up his mind, and turned to flee.

"Running away means you accept the challenge, Brother Flathead, take him out!"

Fox Da Hong ordered coldly.

Without another word, Brother Flathead entered his Godzilla Form, emitting a terrifying aura, and a beam of destruction shot out, blasting the fleeing Jiying Saint Master into smithereens.

"Too weak!"

"Even at the peak of the Saint Entry Realm, he couldn't withstand a move from Brother Flathead."

"With this, the task should be finished."

Fox Da Hong laughed triumphantly.

In the high sky.

[Spiritual Beast Battle Third Round (Brother Flathead): 23 million/1 billion]

[Note: Win]

Ye Feng looked at the data panel, glanced downwards, and transmitted a message to Fox Da Hong: "Fox Da Hong, next, you and Brother Flathead continue to travel through Xizhou,"

"Alright!"

Although not knowing why Ye Feng arranged it this way, Fox Da Hong still conveyed Ye Feng's instructions to Brother Flathead.

"Roar!"

Brother Flathead roared to the sky, continuing to hunt down the wicked cultivators of the Jiying Holy Temple, even stomping the Jiying Holy Temple to pieces.

Thus, yet another Holy Land perished.

Not long after, the Prestige Points of the Misty Sect soared.

"This is too much!"

Many ally forces collaborating with the Jiying Holy Temple, Heavenly Frost Holy Land, and Star-shattering Palace were furious.

"Charge over, surround and kill them!"

"Do they really think that just because they are Holy Beasts of the Misty Sect, they can act recklessly?"

"If we kill them, what will we do if Ye Feng comes looking for trouble?"

"Why panic?"

"We've served under both the Ming Emperor and the Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor; we're already at odds with the Misty Sect anyway. Do you think we can avoid this?"

"Exactly!"

"Charge in and kill them!"

The masters of various Holy Lands emerged from seclusion, bringing their Sacred Arms.

Among them, there were Saint Manifestation level experts!

The terrifying Saint Might instantly spread over Fox Da Hong and Brother Flathead, pressing down hard.

Boom!

Neither Fox Da Hong nor Brother Flathead could withstand the pressure of the Saint Manifestation level, being forced to the ground, covered in dirt, looking utterly forlorn.

"Roar!"

Brother Flathead was burning with rage, struggling fiercely to get up, but was held down firmly.

"You beast, you're doomed!"

The Saint Manifestation raised his hand, about to smash down and crush Brother Flathead and Fox Da Hong to death.

"Stop!"

A cold voice sounded.

Clang!

A pale cyan Sword Qi tore through the sky, striking toward the Saint Manifestation, causing his expression to change slightly as he quickly flew backward, narrowly dodging the Sword Qi.

The next moment.

An elder in a green robe walked over slowly, with three longswords strapped to his back, exuding a Saint Manifestation level aura. He was none other than an Elder of Misty Sect, the Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword.

"Who are you?"

The Saint Manifestation glared at the Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword, his face darkened, feeling that he had hit a steel plate.

"I am an Elder of Misty Sect, you can call me the Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword," said the Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword.

His hands hung naturally, yet the three longswords on his back trembled, their Sword Intent sharp, as if ready to slash and kill the opposing Saint Manifestation.

"What are you here for?"

The Saint Manifestation scrutinized the Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword. "Could it be that you, too, wish to, like those two beasts, challenge the masters of our Xizhou's various Holy Lands?"

"Precisely!" The Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword nodded.

He had received Ye Feng's order to come to Xizhou of the Three Thousand Realms to seek a battle with peers in the Saint Realm.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived, the Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword encountered this Saint Manifestation who was oppressing Brother Flathead and Fox Da Hong, thus he stepped in directly.

"With just mid-stage Saint Manifestation, you're fit to challenge me, a late-stage Saint Manifestation?"

The Saint Manifestation looked on with disdain.

Despite his words, inwardly, he had already regarded the Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword as a formidable adversary.

The earlier sword strike was truly powerful!

"Just tell me if you dare to fight or not!" The Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword didn't want any more superfluous words.

The Saint Manifestation said coldly, "Three days from now, a fight to the death between you and me, no one else is to interfere. Do you dare?"

"Of course I dare!" The Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword nodded.

"Very well! You are quite bold. I, Saint Tian Liao, will fight to the death with you at Ping Shui Building Platform three days from now. By then, I shall ensure you die by my sword," Saint Tian Liao laughed.

In the next moment.

He tore the void, leading dozens of Saint Entry Realm away, disappearing without a trace.

"Waa-roar!"

Brother Flathead, free from the oppression of the Saint Manifestation's Saint Might, immediately leaped up, shouting and yelling in the direction Tian Liao left, as though cursing angrily.

"Leave it to me three days from now!"

The Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword glanced at the angry Brother Flathead, genuinely worried that his hard-headedness might make him charge again.

"You must slay Saint Tian Liao!" Fox Da Hong clenched his fist, casting a hopeful glance at the Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword, his red lips pressed tight.

"Don't worry, I will."

The Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword nodded, "For the next three days, I'll find a foothold with you in Xizhou, and then proceed to the decisive battle at Ping Shui Building Platform."

"Alright." Fox Da Hong pulled the angry Brother Flathead along, following in the footsteps of the Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword.

In the void.

Ye Feng overlooked everything.

"Ding! The victory task for Spiritual Beasts has met the conditions; the Elder task can officially activate," sounded the System's voice.

"Finally done!"

Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

The arrival of the Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword was just in time. Now that the three victories of the Spiritual Beasts were completed, it perfectly bridges to the Elder task.

The last part is the Disciple task.

All these arrangements can be said to be just right.

As for the battle three days from now, Ye Feng is greatly looking forward to it, hoping the Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword can dazzle the crowd and secure the first victory in the Elder's battle.