The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Near the Ping Shui Building Platform.

Many cultivators watched as the Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword, Fox Da Hong, and Brother Flathead gradually faded into the distance, their eyes filled with reverence, even admiration.

"No wonder they're the elders of the Misty Sect, truly powerful!"

"I really wish we could join the Misty Sect too, to cultivate its mighty divine skills."

"By the way, does anyone know where exactly the Misty Sect is located? I really want to join this sect, but unfortunately, I can't find its location."

"Don't even think about it. Even Supreme Saints can't find it!"

"Stop dreaming. You aren't qualified to join the Misty Sect. Let's leave; I have to go home and hug my wife!"

The cultivators dispersed in a clamor.

Although the mission of the Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword battling Saint Tian Liao is complete, the impact was significant, and the Misty Sect continues to gain Prestige Points.

Behind the scenes, Ye Feng was very pleased.

...

At the peak of Misty Peak.

"Sect Leader, you were looking for me?" A handsome young man wearing silver armor approached, holding a gleaming bone spear in his hand, exuding a fierce aura.

This person was Li Zilong.

A few years ago.

Ye Feng returned to the Misty Sect from the County King City of Mystique Kingdom, passing through Yanyun Thirteen Cities, where he coincidentally discovered mysterious demon fiends appearing to slaughter the city.

At that time, Li Zilong appeared.

Even though he was only at the Peak of the Element Gathering Realm, his battle spirit was extremely strong. Alone with a spear, he charged at the demon fiends, earning Ye Feng's appreciation, and eventually became an elder of the Misty Sect.

People from Yanyun Thirteen Cities also integrated into Whitefloat City, increasing the population and assisting in star ascension.

Within the Misty Sect, Li Zilong is a veteran elder second only to Gong Qingqiu. Despite rarely appearing over the years, his status is not low.

"You have arrived!" Ye Feng looked at Li Zilong, "Elder Zilong, after your Saint Ascension, it seems you rarely have been seen."

"Reporting to Sect Leader, this subordinate has recently been teaching disciples about spear weaponry, and also contemplating on reforging the Mad Dragon Bone Spear, so I've seldom come out."

Li Zilong glanced at the long spear he held.

He had already advanced to the Saint Entry Realm, but his spear remained at the Four-Turn Quasi-Saint Level, not matching his cultivation level, necessitating an upgrade.

"I happen to have a task for you. If you accept it, I can help you refine the Mad Dragon Bone Spear, turning it into a true Sacred Arms."

Ye Feng smiled slightly.

Li Zilong's eyes narrowed, "Sect Leader, what is the task?"

"Challenge the Saint Realm of Three Thousand Realms to showcase the divine might of our Misty Sect. I've already picked your opponent, the Xuan Ming Sect Leader of Xuanzhou, who is, like you, at the Saint Entry Realm."

Ye Feng spoke with a hint of amusement.

The Xuan Ming Sect of Xuanzhou is one of many holy lands under the Mingwang Holy Sect in Xuanzhou.

Ye Feng hadn't dealt with these forces previously, not due to reluctance, but he found it uninteresting to sweep through them alone. Now, they could be used for the mission.

Li Zilong stepped forward, his foot pounding the ground with a thunderous sound, "Sect Leader, your command is my direction; wherever my sight goes, the bone spear will follow!"

"Excellent!"

Ye Feng's lips curled into a smile as he reached out and absorbed the Mad Dragon Bone Spear into his palm, tossing it into the Refining Furnace, adding a thumb-sized Realm Source Purple Gold.

Afterward, he added various rare materials.

Three days later.

Clang!

The lid of the Refining Furnace soared into the sky, and a light purple long spear slowly floated upwards, its surface teeming with countless runes, greedily absorbing nearby energy.

"Grab it tightly!" Ye Feng urged.

Without a word, Li Zilong gripped the Mad Dragon Bone Spear tightly, feeling his hands burn, producing a "sizzle" sound, with a scorched smell permeating the air.

"Hold on! This step is crucial," Ye Feng reminded with a deep voice.

Li Zilong was determined.

Despite the sharp pain in his hands, he continued to grip the Mad Dragon Bone Spear without a hint of slack.

Half an hour later.

Li Zilong felt his hands no longer sting but instead became refreshing and comfortable.

"You can let go now," Ye Feng said.

Li Zilong released his grip and found his palm marks had etched into the spear, forming a complex formation.

"This is your imprint. From today onwards, only you can unleash the full power of the Mad Dragon Bone Spear. Anyone else who gets it might face backlash."

Ye Feng explained.

"So miraculous?" Li Zilong gripped the Mad Dragon Bone Spear, now elevated to the Supreme Saint Weapon level, and began to wield it, discovering information flooding into his mind.

"What is this?" Li Zilong was astonished.

"It's the saint-level divine power tailored for you. When you wield the Mad Dragon Bone Spear, you can exert its maximum power, named 'One Strike Through Heaven and Earth.'"

"Thank you, Sect Leader!"

Li Zilong kneeled on one knee, bowing his hands to Ye Feng in gratitude, his face full of appreciation.

"Head to Xuanzhou of the Three Thousand Realms and challenge the Xuan Ming Sect Leader. This person has committed many evil deeds; you may choose to kill or spare him." Ye Feng looked into the distance.

Pop!

The void before them suddenly collapsed, opening a wormhole to distant places. Li Zilong, holding the Mad Dragon Bone Spear, traversed through it, his cape fluttering behind him.

"Let's go too."

Ye Feng quickly followed, accompanied by Hu Feifei, the Heavenly Path Spiritual Monkey, and others.

...

Xuanzhou, Northern Region.

"Hahaha, you all must die!" An elder dressed in a black robe stood with his hands behind his back in front of a ruined sect, laughing maniacally to the sky.

Beside him, countless similarly clad cultivators wielded black sabers, ruthlessly slaughtering the sect's followers.

"I'll fight you!"

A Third Turn Quasi-Saint emerged, covered in wounds, his expression resolute as he initiated self-destruction, his body rapidly expanding, on the verge of exploding.

"Self-destruct? You dare?"

The black-robed elder pointed a finger, piercing through the nearly self-destructing Third Turn Quasi-Saint, laughing heartily.

"Stop!"

A cold, clamorous voice resounded, shaking the heavens and earth, quickly spreading a billion miles, heard by everyone.

The sky manifested the scene below.

A handsome youth, clad in silver armor and wielding a light purple long spear, his cape fluttering in the wind, descended gradually, a lone figure with a spear seemingly able to pierce through heaven and earth.

"Who are you?" The black-robed elder stared at the newcomer, his pupils shrinking.

"I am Elder Li Zilong of Misty Sect. Are you the Xuan Ming Sect Leader?" Li Zilong shouted.

"Someone from Misty Sect!" The elder's face changed dramatically, hurriedly retreating three steps, "I'm not the Xuan Ming Sect Leader; you've mistaken me for someone else."

"He is the Xuan Ming Sect Leader. This damned old codger has slaughtered innocents in our sect. Please, Misty Sect elder, kill him!" A woman rushed out, covered in wounds, pointing at the elder, shouting angrily.

"You wench, you'll pay!" The Xuan Ming Sect Leader's eyes glared as he pointed a finger, ready to obliterate the woman.

"You dare!"

Li Zilong shook his body, blocking the way, swinging the Mad Dragon Bone Spear to disperse the fierce energy emitted by the Xuan Ming Sect Leader.

"Li Zilong, what do you want?" The Xuan Ming Sect Leader's face grew dark.

"I want a life-and-death duel against you, one-on-one, do you dare?" Li Zilong shouted loudly.

His voice roared like thunder across the land.

"The Misty Sect's Elder Li Zilong wants to challenge that old devil, the Xuan Ming Sect Leader?"

"Heaven have mercy, finally someone stepped out to help us. Elder Li, please kill the Xuan Ming Sect Leader, this villain!"

"Elder Li!"

Countless nearby cultivators knelt down, worshiping in the direction where Li Zilong stood, crying rivers of tears, all had suffered under the Xuan Ming Sect's oppression.

In the high sky.

Ye Feng opened the task panel.

[Elder Confrontation]

[Second match: Li Zilong VS Xuan Ming Sect Leader]

[Prestige Points: 72 million/1 billion]

[Note: In progress]

"The Prestige Points are increasing rapidly! It seems we've come at just the right time." Ye Feng stashed away the panel, looking below, waiting for the battle to commence.