The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Li Zilong swung the Bone Spear and shouted loudly, "Xuan Ming Sect Leader, you enslave the citizens and wantonly harm many cultivators. I can't stand you. Come, let's duel!"

"Hehehe!"

The Xuan Ming Sect Leader sneered, "What I do here is none of your business. It's like a dog catching rats, meddling in other people's affairs."

"Do you dare to fight?" Li Zilong challenged.

"Fight? Why wouldn't I dare? You've already come knocking at my door; how can I not fight? But why would I be foolish enough to fight you one-on-one? Wouldn't ganging up be better?"

The Xuan Ming Sect Leader laughed wildly.

In the next moment.

He took a Saint Entry Level black saber and raised it high, "All Xuan Ming Sect disciples listen to me, form a formation, hunt down Misty Sect Elder Li Zilong."

"Yes!"

Tens of thousands of Xuan Ming Sect experts set up a grand formation, each placing their black sabers on the ground and forming seals with both hands.

Buzz!

Black beams of light shot skyward from their bodies, converging in mid-air to form a Saint-level formation, with an imposing aura.

The Xuan Ming Sect Leader stood at the peak of the formation, the saber in his hand absorbing the formation's energy, and his aura kept rising, soon reaching the peak of the Saint Entry Realm.

"Killing me? Do you think you're worthy?"

The Xuan Ming Sect Leader mocked, slashing down with his saber.

"Sweep the army!" Li Zilong did not retreat a single step, holding the Mad Dragon Bone Spear with one hand, sweeping horizontally, a purple dragon roaring skyward behind him.

Boom!

Countless waves of force surged forward, clashing with the Xuan Ming Sect Leader's saber, but they could not withstand it and were scattered.

"Is this all your strength?"

The Xuan Ming Sect Leader's face was full of ridicule, holding the saber with both hands, using the formation's boost to reach his peak power, slashing decisively.

A black saber light descended.

The entire sky was split in two.

"Such strong pressure, it seems I can't hold back, I must fight with all my might." Li Zilong held the Mad Dragon Bone Spear with both hands and roared fiercely.

His aura began to surge wildly.

The whole person was like an invincible spear, pushing away all particles in the void, creating a vacuum area with extremely low temperature.

In the next moment.

Countless spear shadows thrust forward like lightning, breaking through the Xuan Ming Sect Leader's saber light.

"How is this possible?"

The Xuan Ming Sect Leader's face changed dramatically.

He had unleashed his peak Saint Entry Realm strength, while Li Zilong had just broken through to the Saint Entry Realm, how could he neutralize his attack?

"Hmph!"

"This must be your full power."

"Next, I'll take your life."

The Xuan Ming Sect Leader switched to holding the saber with one hand, forming a hand sign with the left hand, pointing at the blade, causing it to tremble continuously, with countless runes converging.

Slash!

A terrifying beam of light shot out, aiming straight for Li Zilong's forehead, attempting to kill him.

"One Strike Through Heaven and Earth!"

Li Zilong did not hold back, both hands wielding the spear, concentrating all his essence and spirit into the spear tip, attacking with all his might.

Boom!

This strike, as its name suggests, pierced through heaven and earth, easily crushing the Xuan Ming Sect Leader's devastating beam and continued forward, shattering the black saber.

"Unbelievable!"

The Xuan Ming Sect Leader watched as the black saber in his hand shattered inch by inch, then looked down at his chest pierced through, his pupils dilating.

"I've been killed! How is that possible?"

The Xuan Ming Sect Leader's consciousness gradually faded, his vision darkening, and his body fell powerlessly from the sky, hitting the ground heavily under the shocked gaze of the crowd.

Tens of thousands of Xuan Ming Sect disciples were dumbfounded.

Just like that, their Sect Leader was dead?

And that was a peak Saint Entry Realm powerhouse! Possessing mighty Sacred Arms and Saint-level Divine Skills, yet inferior to Li Zilong, who had just broken through to the Saint Entry Realm.

Far beyond expectation!

"What are you standing around for? Run!" A Xuan Ming Sect elder was the first to recover, shouting, and turned to flee at peak speed.

"None of you shall escape!"

How could Li Zilong let these villains go?

Alone with his spear, he charged into the crowd, a single sweep crushing hundreds of Xuan Ming Sect disciples, stirring the spectators' blood.

"Well done!"

"These Xuan Ming Sect disciples deserved to die long ago. From today on, Misty Sect Elder Li Zilong will be my role model!"

The crowd was excited, cheering for Li Zilong.

In less than an hour, the tens of thousands of Xuan Ming Sect disciples were all pierced by Li Zilong, crushed into dust by his spear intent, completely annihilated.

Thus, the Xuan Ming Sect was destroyed.

News spread, shaking more than half of Xuanzhou; countless people learned of the event, generating countless Prestige Points.

[Elder Duel]

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

[Prestige Points: 1.889 billion/1 billion]

[Remark: Completed]

Ye Feng opened the data panel, looking at the result of the battle, expressing satisfaction.

"The second match of the Elder Duels is over. Ahead, there are three more Elder Duels. Should I continue to send Li Zilong to fight, or give other elders a chance?"

Ye Feng pondered, stroking his chin.

With Li Zilong's strength, it's hard to find a match in the Saint Entry Realm, completing the following three challenges would certainly be no problem.

But doing so would deprive other elders of opportunities to showcase themselves and to temper their skills.

"Better to switch!" Ye Feng decided, "But who should I choose?"

He quickly thought of someone.

The Chief Elder, Gong Qingqiu.

Though she functions like the Misty Sect's steward, responsible for handling various affairs, she recently broke through to Saint Manifestation, and her strength is not inferior.

"However!"

"Gong Qingqiu is our Misty Sect's treasure. If she gets hurt or perishes in a sparring match, it would be a great loss. We can't let her take risks."

"Ah!"

Ye Feng suddenly had an idea.

"The mission's stated grand victory doesn't necessarily mean a life-or-death battle, so the opponent could be a friend or a neutral party's Saint, stopping just short to avoid danger. In Xuanzhou, there indeed seems to be a neutral faction leader meeting Gong Qingqiu's challenge requirements."

Ye Feng looked into the distance.

In a massive empire, there is a place called Guiyi Academy, devoted to nurturing all sorts of talents for the entire empire.

The headmaster of Guiyi Academy is a Saint Manifestation.

More importantly, she is a woman named Yun Qiushui, perfectly suitable to be Gong Qingqiu's opponent.

"Let's go, return to the sect!"

Ye Feng waved his sleeve, taking Li Zilong, the Heavenly Path Spiritual Monkey, Hu Feifei, and others through the void back to the peak of Misty Peak.

"Sect Leader, have some tea."

Gong Qingqiu stood by, considerately brewing and pouring tea for Ye Feng, like a tireless maid.

"Elder Gong, how do you rate your strength at the Saint Manifestation level?" Ye Feng asked.

"Not bad!" After thinking for a moment, Gong Qingqiu added, "Since cultivating the Saint-level Divine Skill you taught me, the Fairy Mist Holy Light Technique, my combat power has increased significantly."

"Do you have the confidence to defeat genius-level Saint Manifestations of the same rank?" Ye Feng asked.

"Yes!" Gong Qingqiu nodded.

The Fairy Mist Holy Light Technique was a Saint-level Divine Skill tailored for her. Once activated, it integrated both offense and defense, though lacking a powerful Sacred Arm.

Thinking of this, Gong Qingqiu said, "It's a pity I don't have a handy Sacred Arm, preferably ribbons or white silk."

"Leave that to me," Ye Feng smiled.

"Thank you, Sect Leader!" Gong Qingqiu quickly thanked him.

"No need to thank me yet. I'll forge a Sacred Arm for you, but you need to make a trip to Xuanzhou to challenge Guiyi Academy's Headmaster Yun Qiushui. Rest assured, she is also a Saint Manifestation, a battle of equals, so she won't put too much pressure on you," Ye Feng said seriously.

"No problem!" Gong Qingqiu nodded solemnly.

"In that case, I'll forge a Saint Manifestation level ribbon or white silk Sacred Arm for you," Ye Feng took out the Refining Furnace.