The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 1226: The Powerful Situ Ding

Shangguan Shenyu’s face turned pale.

He knew the strength of these puppets.

The Wuxu Jade Mud used in them was acquired by his master, the Ancient Emperor, from a mysterious ancient secret realm and was extremely precious. The nine puppets made from it were naturally very powerful.

When working together, they could suppress anyone in the Supreme Saint Realm!

Only the Hundred Tribulations Realm could potentially defeat them, but it was still hard to completely annihilate them.

But now...

Ye Feng had actually broken one of them!

"Big Senior Brother, what’s going on?"

Shangguan Shenyu looked towards Situ Ding standing beside him.

"I don’t know, but we can’t continue like this. Otherwise, if Ye Feng destroys all the remaining puppets, the loss would be too great," Situ Ding replied, shaking his head.

Saying that, he stared with wide eyes, his pupils flashed with terrifying lightning that shattered the void.

Crack!

Ye Feng was struck by the lightning, sent flying backward, his body cracking all over, surrounded by a mist of blood.

Whoosh!

The remaining eight Supreme Saint Holy Puppets quickly retreated, coming to stand beside Situ Ding and Shangguan Shenyu.

In the distant void.

The shattered body of Ye Feng reconstituted itself.

His aura remained at its peak!

"Hmph!"

Ye Feng glared coldly at Situ Ding, "So, the nine puppets couldn’t defeat me, and now you’re personally stepping in?"

"Indeed, they are no match for you."

Situ Ding nodded his head.

He admitted that he had miscalculated.

Ye Feng’s strength far exceeded his expectations.

Even the nine Supreme Saint Holy Puppets, with their self-healing abilities, were still blasted apart by Ye Feng—one completely beyond repair, rendered utterly useless.

Whoosh!

Situ Ding extended his hand and drew in a fragment, examining it, his eyes filled with astonishment.

"The self-healing ability of the Wuxu Jade Mud has been weakened by ninety percent, practically rendered ineffective," he murmured in surprise.

Shangguan Shenyu was even more shocked.

"Ye Feng, what kind of method is this? You’ve even weakened the properties of the Wuxu Jade Mud? A curse?"

Unable to help himself, Shangguan Shenyu asked.

"Why would I tell you?"

Ye Feng, with his arms crossed, stared down Shangguan Shenyu and Situ Ding, "Next, who wishes to have a bout with me?"

"A bout? I’ll directly slay you!"

Situ Ding stepped forward three paces.

His eyes flickered with the Thunder Law, instantly unleashing a thunderstrike filled with terrifying might, striking Ye Feng like lightning so fast it leaves no time for covering one’s ears.

Crack!

Ye Feng was thrown backward, his body charred black.

For an average Peak Supreme Saint Level Body Cultivation, even with robust vitality and a strong physique, getting hit by this thunderstrike would mean certain death or, at best, severe injury.

But Ye Feng stomped his foot down.

The charred substances on his body quickly peeled away, leaving him clean and unharmed once again.

"The Thunder Law? Very strong!"

Ye Feng commended, "Too bad, it can’t kill me."

"So arrogant!"

Situ Ding clenched his fists tightly, "Seems like you need to suffer a bit more, or else, you’ll always be so insolent."

Crackle, pop!

He glared once more.

Two beams of lightning shot forth, colliding in mid-air, hitting Ye Feng’s body, nearly causing him to explode.

"Very strong, truly strong!"

"Situ Ding’s strength, could kill any of us in an instant."

In the Misty Boundary, Ancient Spirit Immortal Venerate, and Ling Zhiwei watched the battle on the screen, their eyes filled with fear.

"What should we do?"

Ling Zhiwei asked anxiously, "If this continues, Ye Feng might actually die!"

"It seems the Sect Leader has an Undying Body!"

Ancient Spirit Immortal Venerate frowned, "Also, this is far from his full strength, he must be holding back."

"So what if he is? No matter how strong, can he really contend with Situ Ding of the Hundred Tribulations Realm?"

Ling Zhiwei bit her lip.

"How about this—I’ll take a risk and go out, use the Power of Space to take Ye Feng and escape, otherwise none of us can get away."

Ling Zhiwei came up with a plan.

The Misty Boundary was located within Ye Feng’s body, part of the Great Thousand World.

Where Ye Feng was, that was where the entrance to the Misty Boundary would be, so if Ye Feng was suppressed here, all beings within the Misty Boundary would have no escape.

"How is it going?"

"Did Brother Ye win?"

Chu Tianhe, Wen Xue, and others gathered around Ancient Spirit Immortal Venerate and Ling Zhiwei, looking at the projection screen. They had heard that Ye Feng had encountered a formidable enemy and had hurried over to watch the battle.

"He’s being suppressed by the opponent."

"The adversary is a powerhouse of the Hundred Tribulations Realm!"

Ancient Spirit Immortal Venerate and Ling Zhiwei spoke one after the other.

"Hundred Tribulations Realm?"

Chu Tianhe and the others’ faces were filled with shock.

Can Ye Feng really defeat such a powerful being?

...

Outside in the void.

Ye Feng, having recovered from his injuries, stood proudly in the void. Looking at Situ Ding not far away, he laughed and said, "It seems I’ll have to use my true strength to fight against you."

"Arrogant words!"

Shangguan Shenyu immediately countered, "I admit you are strong, but to compare yourself with my elder brother is an idle fantasy."

"I’m curious to see how capable you truly are."

Situ Ding remained as calm as ever.

"Then, allow me to show you a thing or two!"

Ye Feng stretched out his arms, and suddenly, dozens of figures appeared behind him, including all the Immortal War Generals like Yi Feixiang, the Great Elder of the Number One Divine Sect, and members of the Deng Clan.

"What is this... Puppets?"

Situ Ding’s eyes narrowed.

"Elder brother, some of these people seem to be the Elders and protectors of our Number One Divine Sect. What’s going on here?" Shangguan Shenyu was greatly surprised.

"These could be puppets constructed from their remaining souls. I’ve seen such methods before, but they shouldn’t be able to exhibit their full strength," Situ Ding remarked.

He looked at Ye Feng with disdain and said:

"Ye Feng, I gave you a chance, but you’ve brought out these frail characters. Do you really think that numbers will lead to victory? In my presence, they won’t withstand a single blow!"

Crack!

A bolt of Heavenly Thunder struck down, and the Immortal War General transformed from Yi Feixiang, crumbled on the spot, no match for his opponent.

"Whether or not I’m a match, you better watch closely!"

Ye Feng formed hand seals, and the phantom image of the Realm Anchoring Stele appeared behind him. The black sands of all the Immortal War Generals quickly merged into it.

The phantom of Realm Anchoring Stele grew increasingly solid.

"Realm-Suppressing Power!"

Ye Feng bellowed loudly as the phantom of the Realm Anchoring Stele, which had fused with the power of all the Immortal War Generals, shattered with a loud roar and turned into a torrent that surged into his body.

Peak of the Heavenly Saint Realm!

Early stage of the Supreme Saint Realm!

Peak of the Supreme Saint Realm!

In just three breaths of time, Ye Feng’s momentum had surged to a level ten times stronger than that of a peak Supreme Saint.

"The standard of half a step into the Hundred Tribulations Realm?"

Situ Ding laughed, "This level of power is indeed not bad, but you are still no match for me."

Crackle!

Situ Ding leaped forward, transforming into lightning and instantly arriving in front of Ye Feng.

"Heavenly Thunder Seal!"

Situ Ding formed seals with his hands, and the surging Thunder Law condensed into a blue treasured seal, smashing towards Ye Feng’s face.

"Chaos Fist!"

Ye Feng mustered all his strength, combining the abilities of both Magic Cultivation and Body Cultivation. Behind him, the shadow of the Chaos Giant Beast became more solid, with an extremely terrifying presence.

High in the sky.

Chaos Fist collided rapidly with the Heavenly Thunder Seal.

Boom!

Terrifying waves exploded in all directions.

Situ Ding was pushed back three steps, his sleeves completely torn apart, revealing his strong bronze-colored arms.

Ye Feng, however, was sent flying tens of meters away.

The difference in strength was clear!

Even after fusing with the power of all the Immortal War Generals, Ye Feng’s realm was only one-tenth of the Hundred Tribulations Realm, and he was no match for this incarnation of Situ Ding.

At this moment.

Ye Feng’s arms were covered in cracks.

Whoosh!

A strong wind surged.

Ye Feng’s arms completely turned to ash.

"Haha! Ye Feng, no matter how many tricks you have, you cannot possibly be a match for our elder brother," Shangguan Shenyu laughed uproariously to the sky.

Within the Misty Boundary.

Everyone felt anxious.

Ye Feng’s current fighting powers were incredibly terrifying, capable of crushing any peak Supreme Saint with a single blow.

However, he was still no match for Situ Ding.

This person was truly too terrifying!

"Ye Feng, just surrender!"

Situ Ding stood with his hands behind his back, speaking indifferently.

In the void.

Ye Feng looked at his disintegrated arms, his expression remaining very calm. After a while, he finally said, "Surrender? That’s not my choice."

"You have another move?"

Situ Ding raised an eyebrow.

Shangguan Shenyu suddenly thought of something, his pupils contracting as he exclaimed, "Elder brother, Ye Feng seems to have another move, one that’s extremely powerful!"

"Oh?"

Situ Ding was surprised.

In the Misty Boundary.

The others seemed to recall something as well.

"I remember now!"

Chu Tianhe slapped his thigh, "Brother Ye does have another move, one that could traverse several realms and sweep away the War God of Myriad Clans and Shangguan Shenyu back in the day!"