The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

This Seven-Colored Enlightenment Tea Tree was still in its growth phase, not tall enough, with only over ten thousand leaves, and its recovery was slow.

In the short term, it was not possible to pluck too many leaves.

Otherwise, it would cause damage.

According to the feedback from the Enlightenment Tea Tree, up to two thousand leaves could be picked per month.

This time, for the first Enlightenment Tea Ceremony and for gifts, Ye Feng had altogether used up more than one thousand one hundred leaves.

This meant one thing.

In the coming month, only over eight hundred Seven-Colored Enlightenment Tea Leaves could be picked; otherwise, it would harm the Enlightenment Tea Tree.

Ye Feng turned around, looking at the Purifying Green Lotus in the spirit pool.

"I wonder what the taste would be like if the Purifying Green Lotus and Seven-Colored Enlightenment Tea were brewed together."

He couldn't help but mutter.

Splash!

Ding-a-ling!

The Purifying Green Lotus and Seven-Colored Enlightenment Tea Tree both violently shook their bodies, making sharp noises as if they were strongly objecting.

"Alright, it seems that's not going to work!"

Ye Feng shrugged his shoulders and left the central courtyard.

He had set up a prohibition there.

Even ordinary Saints might not be able to get close.

In front of the Power Stele.

"Second Senior Brother, we believe in you!"

Disciples cupped their hands around their mouths to amplify their voices, shouting words of encouragement to Huo Yunjie, who was standing on air.

"Sword Drawing Technique!"

Huo Yunjie took a deep breath, still holding the scabbard with his left hand and the sword handle with his right in his signature starting pose.

That moment.

He condensed his entire aura into the Heavenly Frost Sword, and after three seconds of brewing, he pulled it out with all his might.

Between heaven and earth, everything was enveloped in blinding brightness.

The disciples were dazzled and could hardly keep their eyes open.

Rip!

A sword radiance tens of thousands of meters long slashed onto the Power Stele, causing it to ripple slightly before absorbing the sword radiance.

Then, the ranking appeared.

[Rank 35792863: Huo Yunjie - Shenzhou's Misty Sect]

"Thirty-five million seven hundred thousand!"

"He's even surpassed Brother Flathead!"

"To possess such strength at the Third Layer of the Void Break Realm, no way, that's too strong!"

The disciples were all shocked.

Clang!

Huo Yunjie sheathed his sword, his face filled with fatigue, and he explained to everyone:

"This was almost my strongest strike, and after using this move, I won't be able to fight again in a short time; my weakness is too severe."

Despite this, people still thought that Huo Yunjie was incredibly strong.

In terms of peak fighting power, he definitely ranked first among all Misty Sect's disciples.

Boom! Boom!

At that moment, it was the turn of the Ancestor of the Green-garbed Sword and the other eighteen Ancient Clan Leaders to make their move; they rose to the peak of the Void Break Realm by absorbing the Heavenly Dew, reaching the level of Heavenly Emperors, and their strength surged vastly.

Even the Sect Master of Shadow Demon Sect ranked over eight million.

Among Heavenly Emperors, he was also considered a strong contender.

As for the Ancestor of the Green-garbed Sword, he entered the top 980,000 ranks, finally possessing the battle power of a top-tier Heavenly Emperor.

Clang!

Another sound of sword ringing rose.

Mo Ying swung her Spirit Sword midair, and in an instant, countless sword shadows appeared and fused into an ultimate sword of heaven, striking the Power Stele.

[Rank 34992321: Mo Ying - Shenzhou's Misty Sect]

"No way?"

"Senior Sister Mo Ying ranked even higher than Second Senior Brother?"

"That's not surprising. Senior Sister Mo Ying has always been recognized as the strongest True Disciple in our Misty Sect, and besides, she's at the Fourth Layer of the Void Break Realm!"

"Ah!"

"Without you mentioning it, I had forgotten."

The disciples were once again astounded, buzzing with discussion.

Ye Feng watched the whole process and nodded in satisfaction.

"Before the Heavenly Dew descended, Mo Ying was already at the peak of the Second Layer of the Void. Relying on this Holy Grade Spirit Vein level Heavenly Dew, she successfully broke through two realms. It's within expectations."

Ye Feng murmured.

At this time, Long Tianxing, Jia Yulan, Shi Lei, Ji Ziling, Yan Ruyu, Qiao Jiaxi, and others all landed on the ground.

They took turns attacking the Power Stele.

Although they had just entered the Void Break Realm, their battle power was very high, all making it onto the ranking, placed around ninety million.

Adding the Void Break Realm Elders from the Eighteen Ancient Clans and the Spiritual Beasts like Brother Flathead, Misty Sect had over a hundred people listed on the Power God Ranking, drawing attention from all around.

"What do you think, how strong is Sect Master now?"

"He has suppressed two Heavenly Saints; surely he could enter the top thousand?"

"It's hard to say!"

"Why?"

"In the last battle, the reason Sect Master managed to repel the Destiny Empress and Rushu Tiansheng was because he relied on the support of Thunder Saint Hall. Fighting alone, it's uncertain whether he could defeat a Heavenly Saint."

The disciples whispered among themselves.

At the peak of Misty Peak.

Ye Feng heard everyone's voices and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

Swish!

He tore through the void and appeared in front of the Power Stele, drawing the attention of the whole audience.

"Myriad Realms Fist!"

Ye Feng roared loudly, raising his fist high as he activated the Power Divine Rune within his body, greatly enhancing his personal strength and pushing his physical power to the limit.

Thud!

Even without using "Heavenly Honor" to amplify his battle power, Ye Feng's fist, wrapped in strength comparable to that of a Great Thousand World, heavily struck the surface of the Power Stele.

An incredibly terrifying storm erupted in an instant.

All the disciples felt as though doomsday had come.

Fortunately, the Power Stele perfectly absorbed the force and the storm quickly subsided without injuring anyone.

[Rank 1000: Ye Feng - Shenzhou Misty Sect]

The ranking appeared immediately.

When everyone saw this position, they were all dumbfounded.

As of today, they had come to understand the tier of the Power Stele ranking; around one thousand was the level of a Heavenly Saint!

Ye Feng was ranked one thousandth.

What did this mean?

In terms of battle strength, he was comparable to a Heavenly Saint!

"Not bad!"

Ye Feng retracted his fist, a smile on his lips.

Relying solely on pure strength, he had reached the level of a Heavenly Saint. Although he would be no match for a Heavenly Saint in combat, he was still very strong.

"If I use 'Heavenly Honor' for a fivefold amplification and add the Power Domain and Domain of Heaven and Earth on top of that, even without relying on a home ground advantage, I could go toe to toe with a Heavenly Saint."

Ye Feng muttered to himself.

He couldn't possibly stay on the Shenzhou Continent all the time.

Once he returned to the Three Thousand Realms, he would inevitably have to face the Starry Sky Hunting Alliance Leader, the Golden-robed Heavenly Saint, Guardian Jin Ruozhi of the Ten Directions Holy Sect, and others at the Heavenly Saint Realm alone.

"With my current strength, it is enough."

Ye Feng rose into the air and disappeared into the deep clouds at the summit of Misty Peak amidst the shocked gazes of the onlookers.

"My god!"

"The Sect Leader seemed to have just thrown a punch without using Divine Skills, right?"

"He clearly used 'Myriad Realms Fist.'"

"But even so, the Sect Leader's battle strength has reached the level of a Heavenly Saint, truly unmatched in strength!"

After Ye Feng left, the area around the Power Stele immediately erupted with the lively discussions of the disciples.

"The Sect Leader is so strong!"

Gong Qingqiu clenched her fists tightly, biting her red lips. "It seems I need to work even harder."

Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword and the others could not afford to be proud any longer.

"The disciples are all very spirited, not bad at all!"

Liufeng and Mad Drunkard stroked their long beards as they watched the excited disciples, their faces filled with smiles.

Soon, the news spread throughout Shenzhou.

"Sect Master Ye is ranked one thousandth."

"Heavenly Saint battle strength, terrifying indeed!"

Countless cultivators sighed with emotion and hung portraits of Ye Feng in their rooms, worshipping them day and night.

...

In Zhongzhou, at Supreme Holy Sect.

"Ye Feng's battle strength has reached the level of a Heavenly Saint."

"Too strong."

The disciples of the Supreme Holy Sect marveled without end.

Don't look at how Ye Feng was previously rank 1003, but to everyone, his battle strength was just that, not a match for a Heavenly Saint.

But now it was different.

He had entered the top one thousand!

This was true Heavenly Saint battle power!

High above.

Seeing Ye Feng's ranking, the Great Elder of the Supreme Holy Sect twitched the corners of his mouth and swept away in his long robes.

Before, he had always looked down on Ye Feng, thinking the latter was a False Heavenly Dao, not worth mentioning.

But who would have thought that the real fool was himself!

In Tianzhou, at the Devouring Heaven Demonic Sect.

"This damned Ye Feng, not only is he still alive, but his strength has also improved, reaching the level of a Heavenly Saint."

The Golden-robed Heavenly Saint slammed the table in anger.

The image of Ye Feng came to mind, and he found that the pressure the other brought was growing.

"We must make every effort to find Shenzhou!"

The Golden-robed Heavenly Saint quickly dispatched countless strong individuals to search for Shenzhou and Ye Feng's whereabouts in various worlds.

In Tianzhou, at Holy Spirit Sect.

"Ye Feng has entered the top one thousand!" Holy Son Lin Kun exclaimed in surprise, his face full of respect.

"He's still alive!" The joy on Saintess Ning Yu's face was evident.

Compared to Ye Feng's strength, she was more concerned with his survival. Knowing that he was alive and well, Ning Yu's heart was as sweet as if she had eaten honey.

"This lovesick girl!"

Watching Ning Yu with her hands clasped and placed under her chin, the Holy Son Lin Kun beside her shook his head helplessly.

...

In Shenzhou, at Misty Sect.

Ye Feng stood in the Sect Main Plaza, looking at the disciples around him who were busy with decorations, a smile on his face.

"Sect Leader, hello!"

"Sect Leader, peace and health on New Year's Eve!"

Upon seeing Ye Feng, the disciples stopped what they were doing one after another and greeted him.

"Mm, keep up the good work."

Ye Feng patted the shoulders of his disciples as a sign of encouragement.

"Another New Year's Eve is here, and after tonight, we can continue to admit new disciples."

Ye Feng walked to a secluded place and couldn't help but laugh.

He had been looking forward to this day for a long time.