The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 1710 -1710: Hunting the Immortal Emperor, Leng Dao

One hour later in the outside world.

The First Generation Disciples have all completed their first and second reincarnation, with a remarkable improvement in potential.

Especially Shi Lei, who increased by thirty times and three times in the first and second respectively, adding up to a full ninety times improvement.

If this were to spread, it would surely cause a sensation.

“Congratulations on successfully completing your first and second reincarnation. As the effects become weaker each time, next, you should proceed to cultivate or hunt down the Immortal Emperors of the Black Prison Demon Sect, while it is the Second-generation Disciples’ turn to temper their bodies.”

Ye Feng looked at Shi Lei and the others, and said.

“Yes.”

“The disciples obey.”

The First Generation Disciples present all departed.

Through these two reincarnations, their physical constitutions have improved, with their potential starting at over thirty times, the highest being Shi Lei’s ninety times.

“Second-generation Disciples, come over!”

Ye Feng shouted towards the Sect Main Plaza.

Upon hearing, the Second-generation Disciples were very excited.

“Finally, it’s our turn!”

They ascended to the summit of Misty Peak, lined up, and were ready to enter the Rebirth Pond for reincarnation at any moment.

…

In the starry sky.

Huo Yunjie walked alone.

A magnificent land appeared ahead, inhabited by numerous cultivators, at the Grand Thousand World level, with more than a dozen Immortal Emperors from the Black Prison Demon Sect living there.

Their cultivation level is below the Forty Layer.

“You villains of the Black Prison Demon Sect, face your doom!”

Huo Yunjie suddenly drew his sword.

Even though he didn’t use the Sword Drawing Technique, with his battle power in newly entered Invincible Domain, he effortlessly annihilated these Immortal Emperors just by releasing dozens of Sword Qi.

“Done, next one.”

Huo Yunjie collected the treasures from these Immortal Emperors, holding the Compass, he continued to search for more Immortal Emperors of the Black Prison Demon Sect.

Another continent.

Mo Ying instantly performed tens of thousands of sword moves, bringing forth sword shadows like a myriad of starlight, vanquishing the several Forty-layer Immortal Emperors ahead.

“Wicked ones, should die!”

Mo Ying despised, heading to the next location.

Apart from them, Qiao Jiaxi, Long Tianxing, and others were also hunting down the Immortal Emperors of the Black Prison Demon Sect.

For a moment, chaos ensued everywhere.

Black Prison Demon Sect.

Dozens of high-level Immortal Emperors gathered here.

“Damn Misty Sect Disciples, in a matter of a few days, they have actually killed dozens of our Black Prison Demon Sect’s Immortal Emperors. It’s truly outrageous.”

“We must retaliate!”

“Deploy Sixty-layer Immortal Emperors to hide in the dark, as soon as those Misty Sect Disciples without the Undying Body appear, immediately proceed with assassination.”

“Will doing this infuriate Ye Feng?”

“Yes, Sixty-layer Immortal Emperors have quite an old bone age, and are not considered young talents anymore.”

“What are you afraid of, hurry and reincarnate!”

“No worries, we have already reincarnated and brought forth five Sixty-layer Immortal Emperors, with a bone age of eight thousand years, appearing very young, sure to obliterate Misty Sect Disciples.”

“Then quickly send them out.”

After this group of high-level Immortal Emperors finalized their strategy, they immediately dispatched the Sixty-layer Immortal Emperors on a mission.

…

An ancient Immortal Realm.

A young man clad in bronze armor was walking slowly, holding a long saber with nine small holes, his gaze sharp.

He is an Immortal Emperor of the Black Prison Demon Sect.

Through reincarnation, his potential increased, transforming into a member of the younger generation.

“From now on, my codename is Leng Dao, the mission is to hunt down Misty Sect Disciples, temporarily ignore those with an Undying Body, and first kill those without it.”

Leng Dao muttered lowly.

Thump thump thump!

Leng Dao walked along the street, observing the figures around, soon spotting three targets.

“Senior brother, you are too formidable.”

“Indeed, Senior Brother actually killed eight Thirty-four-layer Immortal Emperors with one sword, truly fierce.”

“Both junior brothers, your strength is also powerful, if you do strike, you can also instantly kill those previous enemies, no need to praise me so much.”

Three figures approached from afar, who were Huo Yunjie, Qiao Jiaxi, Long Tianxing.

“It’s them.”

Leng Dao sat by the roadside, placing the long saber flat on his knees, quietly watching the three pass by.

“They all have an Undying Body, I shouldn’t directly strike, lest it alerts them.”

Leng Dao secretly said.

Moments later.

Huo Yunjie sensed something, suddenly turned to look at a stone bench by the street, only to find it empty, with not a soul around.

“Was it an illusion?”

Huo Yunjie frowned.

“Second brother, what’s wrong?” Qiao Jiaxi’s voice came from beside him.

“I felt as if encountered an enemy, but for some unknown reason, the opponent vanished, giving me a feeling of illusion…”

Huo Yunjie said, feeling very strange.

Currently being a Thirty-eight-layer Immortal Emperor, someone who could pose a threat to him must at least be above the Fifty-layer.

Such a cultivator is not to be trifled with.

“Definitely not an illusion.”

Long Tianxing said seriously.

“Why do you say that?” asked Qiao Jiaxi.

“Second brother is a Thirty-eight-layer Immortal Emperor, with powerful perception, how could it possibly be an illusion? Hence, a cultivator from the Black Prison Demon Sect must have appeared.”

Long Tianxing expressed his speculation.

“Right, indeed.” Qiao Jiaxi nodded thoughtfully.

“I will send a message to others, letting them be prepared for ambush.” Huo Yunjie took out the Disciple Identity Token, and sent messages to other disciples.

…

At this moment, several million miles away.

Li Jiaojiao was leading a group of Third Generation, Fourth Generation Disciples here to find ingredients, intending to research a brand-new, uniquely flavored dish.

“Li Jiaojiao!”

A cold voice suddenly echoed.

Both Li Jiaojiao and nearby Misty Sect Disciples felt a chill, quickly turned towards the sound.

Dozens of meters away.

A feminine young man holding a Nine-holed Long Saber stood there quietly, wearing a purple-gold mask with strange patterns, covering the lower half of his face, revealing only the cold eyes.

“Who are you?”

Li Jiaojiao sensed a threat.

“I am called Leng Dao, an absolute genius from afar, rumored your Misty Sect Disciples are very tough, so… I want to kill you!”

Leng Dao issued a cold voice.

“Run quickly!”

Upon hearing, Li Jiaojiao’s face changed, swiftly performed hand seals, enveloped the Misty Sect Disciples nearby with aura, and fled into the void with utmost speed.

“You can’t escape!”

Leng Dao suddenly drew his saber.

Slash!

A terrifying purple-gold saber light erupted, even though Li Jiaojiao and others had fled into the void, they were still chopped into pieces, souls shattered instantly.

“Done, retreat!”

Knowing Ye Feng’s terror, Leng Dao confirmed Li Jiaojiao and others were dead, then promptly vanished into the void, disappearing without a trace.

“Jiaojiao!”

In the next moment, Huo Yunjie, Qiao Jiaxi, Long Tianxing dashed nearby, sensed the dissipating aura left by Li Jiaojiao and others.

This meant, they were dead!

“My feeling indeed was correct earlier, someone did intend to kill our Misty Sect Disciples.”

Huo Yunjie stomped hard.

“Second brother, don’t panic, let’s find the Sect Leader, he surely has a solution.”

Qiao Jiaxi said solemnly.

“Indeed, Sect Leader must have a solution. After all, we’ve encountered similar situations back then.”

Long Tianxing said in a lowered voice.

[PS: Good night, everyone!]