The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 1576: Chapter 1576: The Silent Death Emperor’s Threat

"Sect Master Ye is invincible!"

"Even the Seventieth-layered Immortal Emperor level Silent Death Emperor isn’t a match for Ye Feng. Does that mean he can challenge top experts like Heavenly Venerable Lu?"

"Probably not."

"Why?"

"The Eightieth-layered Immortal Emperor is another watershed. Although the Seventy-ninth and Eightieth layers seem only one level apart, the actual gap is like a chasm, hard to cross."

"I see, I’ve learned something new."

People from various great forces were discussing this.

Misty Sect.

Ye Feng landed on the ground, looked at the scattered chicken feathers and the brand new chicken wing, and was momentarily dazed. Then he burst into laughter, "Quick, wash the pot and clean the dishes, let’s continue stewing chicken soup, and hold a bonfire party!"

"Sect Master is majestic!"

Sect members raised their bowls and chopsticks high.

In the depths of the universe.

The Silent Death Emperor was hiding in the core region of an Ancient Star to heal his injuries. His broken wing quickly regrew, but he was left looking barren, without a single chicken feather.

"Ye Feng, I want you dead!"

Speaking, the Silent Death Emperor began healing and preparing to activate a major weapon to crush the Misty Sect across half the universe once he recovered.

...

Misty Sect, Sect Main Plaza.

Ye Feng diligently plucked the feathers from the chicken wing, then chopped the chicken into fist-sized pieces and tossed them into a large pot with various Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, lighting a fire to simmer them.

The rich aroma spread instantly.

"It smells so good!"

"I’m already hungry and want to eat right away."

The disciples were swallowing their saliva in greed, quickly washing their bowls and chopsticks, gathering around the large pot, their eyes fixated on the broth inside.

"Don’t rush, it still needs to stew for three days."

Ye Feng was quite experienced, personally teaching the disciples around him, including Li Jiaojiao, how to make the broth before covering the pot and letting it simmer over low heat.

"Watch the fire, I’m crafting weapons."

Ye Feng instructed Li Jiaojiao with a few words, then sat on a chair nearby, extending his hands as the scattered chicken feathers floated into the air, all melted by Dao Fire.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

Sounds resembling hot oil dripping onto a heated iron pan were heard as impurities in the chicken feathers were purged, leaving behind only pure liquid form.

Ye Feng continuously infused spells.

Three days later.

Over a hundred thousand flying swords hovered mid-air, leaving everyone stunned.

"As expected of the Silent Death Emperor, such a massive figure, and alone his fallen feathers amounted to over a hundred thousand. Now, every sect member has a flying sword."

Ye Feng’s face was full of smiles.

While crafting these flying swords, he additionally added some Realm Source purple gold, enhancing their hardness and impact resistance, making them stronger than the first batch.

"Mo Ying, you all, relinquish ownership of your flying swords and return them to me. Next, I will distribute the second batch to all of you."

In a moment, changing his mind, Ye Feng said:

"Forget it, no need to return the first batch of flying swords. After all, there are plenty of Phoenix Feather Flying Swords. The first batch of three thousand flying swords is a gift for you as toys."

The next moment.

With a wave of Ye Feng’s sleeve, over eighty-five thousand flying swords rapidly flew out, each landing in front of a sect member. Regardless of whether they were Supreme Elders, Elders, Stewards, Spiritual Beasts, or disciples, everyone received one.

The remaining tens of thousands were put away by Ye Feng.

Those would be gifts for new sect members.

Everyone quickly refined their new flying swords.

These flying swords were as thin as a cicada’s wing, elongated in a teardrop shape, with a faint purple sheen on the surface, looking much more attractive than the first batch.

Their power had also significantly increased.

"Next, let’s drink soup!"

Ye Feng looked toward the large pot.

Boom!

The lid happened to be propelled up by steam, hovering mid-air as the pot released a rich aroma, enveloping the entire Misty Sect in an instant.

"It smells so good!"

"It seems even more fragrant than the first pot."

"Because thirteen spices were added."

Disciples chatted away.

With a wave of Ye Feng’s sleeve, the broth in the pot was filtered through a sieve, falling into ten cleaned large water vats, then left for a moment before being distributed to all sect members.

"It’s really delicious!"

Supreme Elder Xue Yu savored the broth, his lips curling up slightly, looking at Ye Feng in the distance, not expecting his cooking skills to be so much better than Li Jiaojiao’s.

"Learning how to make soup from the Sect Master this time has greatly improved my cooking knowledge. In a few days, I shall go outside to capture a few chickens to raise."

Li Jiaojiao said so.

Ye Feng chuckled, "The chickens must be raised for at least two and a half years, only then are they suitable for making soup."

"Why is that?" Li Jiaojiao was puzzled.

Ye Feng smiled without answering.

Everyone continued drinking.

...

In the depths of the universe.

On the surface of a desolate star.

The Silent Death Emperor slowly emerged, his severed wing already healed and transformed into a humanoid form.

"Ye Feng, you’re doomed!"

The Silent Death Emperor spat out a Phoenix Egg-like treasure bead, within which a bizarre figure was sealed, exuding an extremely terrifying aura.

"I never expected to use this."

The Silent Death Emperor gritted his teeth.

This Shadow was a notorious villain who had devoured countless galaxies before being sealed in the Black Prison by numerous strong beings.

After the Silent Death Emperor was sent to the Black Prison, he met some friends, initially having no dealings with this Shadow. However, during one of their walks in the Black Prison, they were ambushed by it, resulting in the death of a Seventieth-layered Immortal Emperor.

Thus, the Silent Death Emperor joined forces with several Seventieth-layered Immortal Emperors, spending a century to finally suppress the Shadow and seal it within the Phoenix Orb.

"Having refined it for so many years, this Shadow has been thoroughly suppressed by the Phoenix Orb. Once released, its power can infinitely approach the legendary Eightieth-layered Immortal Emperor."

"Ye Feng, I can’t believe this move won’t flatten your Misty Sect!"

"Heh heh heh!"

The Silent Death Emperor laughed sinisterly.

Then, he spat a mouthful of vital blood, energizing the Phoenix Orb to release the Shadow.

"Roar!"

Upon appearing, the Shadow roared toward the sky, unleashing a terrifying pressure even making the Silent Death Emperor’s heart tremble. Fortunately, the Shadow had lost its consciousness and wouldn’t act without his orders.

"Go, cut down Shenzhou’s Misty Sect!"

The Silent Death Emperor pointed toward Shenzhou.

Slice!

The Shadow quickly transformed into a black sword light, stretching tens of thousands of miles, projecting a vast galaxy, drawing countless cultivators’ attention.

"What is that?"

Many Shenzhou cultivators looked up, noticing a sword light falling from the starry sky above, which, despite the innumerable galaxies between them, still sent shivers and dread down their spines.

"Ye Feng, you’re dead!"

In the depths of the universe, waves of law fluctuations accompanied the sinister voice of the Silent Death Emperor.

"Not good!"

"This is strength infinitely close to the Eightieth-layered Immortal Emperor level. This sword falls, let alone Misty Sect, even all of Shenzhou might not withstand it, right?"

"It’s all over!"

The cultivators of Shenzhou constantly lamented.

Some Ancient Immortal Emperors, sensing danger, immediately fled with their inheritors.

"Silent Death Emperor, how dare you!"

At this critical moment, from the Ancient Dragon Court, Heavenly Venerable Lu suddenly opened his eyes and roared, immediately causing countless waves of law to surge into the sky.

Boom!

The black sword light couldn’t even touch the atmosphere of Shenzhou Continent before being pulverized by the law tide.

The threat was eliminated.

"Heavenly Venerable Lu made a move!"

"Indeed, Heavenly Venerable Lu, an Immortal Emperor above Eightieth layers, blocked the threat from Silent Death Emperor with just a casual strike. Amazing."

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Damn it!" Seeing his deadly strike blocked, the Silent Death Emperor was furious, "Heavenly Venerable Lu, you meddling dog, just you wait for me!"

With that, he turned and ran.

Even mighty as Heavenly Venerable Lu, he couldn’t detect where the Silent Death Emperor had hidden.