The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

"There is an air of Heaven and Earth Laws, and of Dao!" The Ancient Holy God exclaimed, "Is this a Sacred Arms that you have created?"

"It's not a Sacred Arms, just a painting."

Ye Feng shook his head, putting away the "Land of Chaos," "This is a way I'm using to preserve the integrity of the Dao and Heaven and Earth Laws; I'm not sure if it will be successful."

The Ancient Holy God fell silent for a while.

"It should be possible. No one has tried this method before, but its potential can't be ruled out."

After a while, the Ancient Holy God spoke again.

"With your words, Predecessor, that is enough." Ye Feng nodded, "I have another question on this visit."

"Is it about the Power Divine Rune?" The Ancient Holy God said with a calm tone as if he had anticipated this.

Hearing this, Ye Feng was quite surprised.

"Do you feel that after imprinting the Power Divine Rune on all the bones in your body, why has the pure power only just risen to the Heavenly Saint Level?"

The Ancient Holy God took the initiative to pose the question.

"Yes," Ye Feng nodded.

At first, he thought that after imprinting all his bones with the Power Divine Rune created by the Ancient Holy God, not to speak of clashing with the Supreme Saint, he at least could rampage in the Heavenly Saint Realm.

But in reality, he was only comparable to a Heavenly Saint.

Not to mention rampaging within the Heavenly Saint Realm, whether he could defeat a Heavenly Saint was a question worth considering.

"This is because you haven't fully unleashed the potential of the Power Divine Rune,"

The Ancient Holy God explained.

"My Power Divine Rune is of a growth type; currently, you can probably only exert one percent of the rune's power. As your cultivation level rises, the potential of the rune will be fully unearthed, and you will become stronger and stronger."

"I see!" Ye Feng realized.

Combining the words of the Ancient Holy God and deducing a little, he immediately found the answer to his question.

No wonder, even though he had imprinted the upgraded version of the Power Divine Rune, his strength increase wasn't very significant.

So...

This was a growth-type Divine Rune, one that was meant for the later stages.

The higher the cultivation, the more the rune would augment his strength; no wonder the Tyrant Emperor ranked third on the Power God Ranking.

"Do you have any other doubts?" The Ancient Holy God asked.

"Not for the time being, thank you for the guidance, Predecessor." Ye Feng nodded, taking the "Land of Chaos" with him as he returned to the Misty Sect.

Meanwhile, at the City Lord's Mansion of Whitefloat City.

Gong Qingqiu sat in the main seat.

The tens of thousands of seats in front of him were nearly filled with individuals from the Ancient Race, each with a terrifying presence, all genuine powerhouses at the Heavenly Emperor Level.

The Snake Tribe Queen, the Ancient Barbarian Heavenly Emperor, and others, all took their seats.

"I didn't expect everyone to come."

Gong Qingqiu looked at the various leaders of the Ancient Races present, filled with surprise.

They received the Identity Tokens bestowed by Ye Feng, deciding to convene today for a meeting, with the primary aim of discussing when to relocate and the number of people to be relocated.

Of course, the most important point was where in Whitefloat City to relocate.

The related discussion began promptly.

Gong Qingqiu addressed the entire audience,

"My fellow Clan Leaders,"

"Whitefloat City is located in the Mount Sumeru World created by our Sect Master Ye. After the transformation during the last Holy Grade Spirit Vein metamorphosis, the internal space covers tens of thousands of square miles, completely sufficient for all clans to settle."

"If necessary, we can also create small worlds."

"In short, there is plenty of space."

"Everyone can sit down and discuss at leisure."

Despite the presence of tens of thousands of Heavenly Emperor Level powerhouses before him, Gong Qingqiu had Ye Feng as his backing and wasn't the least bit nervous.

If it were any other Void Break Realm, they would have been scared out of their wits.

"Prefect Gong, how many people should we relocate here to be appropriate?" asked the Ancient Barbarian Heavenly Emperor.

He regarded Qiao Jiaxi as the emperor, and since Qiao Jiaxi was a First Generation Disciple of the Misty Sect, the Ancient Barbarian Tribe was, strictly speaking, a subsidiary force of the Misty Sect, hence their relations were quite close.

Therefore, the Ancient Barbarian Heavenly Emperor was quite casual.

Gong Qingqiu fell into deep thought.

Whitefloat City would definitely aim for becoming a Five-Star Forces in the future, so the larger the population, the better.

With over ten thousand Ancient Races, each with at least a million people, even if each clan relocated a hundred thousand people, the total would exceed a billion.

This would be a good thing for Whitefloat City.

However, moving too many people all at once might be too much for Whitefloat City to handle; it would need to happen in stages.

"Let's start with ten thousand people!"

Gong Qingqiu quickly offered his suggestion.

"There is a lot of open land near Whitefloat City, and each clan can mark out an area for their future dwelling. Start by relocating ten thousand people to live and cultivate, and after they've fully adapted, it will not be too late to move more people gradually."

Hearing this, all the clan leaders nodded their heads.

One hour later.

After debate among the clans and suggestions from Gong Qingqiu, the Myriad Clans finally chose their respective territories.

Each clan's domain spanned a hundred miles, neither too large nor too small.

With the addition of the Ancient Races, Whitefloat City's scope immediately expanded to tens of thousands of square miles, and its population was soon to exceed one and a half billion.

For Whitefloat City, this was both an opportunity and a test.

...

Misty Peak's summit.

Ye Feng sat on a rattan chair in front of the Sect Leader's Great Hall.

Shi Lei walked over at a leisurely pace.

"Sect Master, you wanted to see me?"

"Go and assist the Ancient Race in creating their brand-new dwelling place; consider it a trial for you."

"Yes, sir!"

Shi Lei took the order and immediately set to work.

"What a sensible child." Watching Shi Lei's receding figure, Ye Feng smiled slightly.

In the entire Misty Sect, there was no one more obedient than Shi Lei.

And for this reason, he comfortably held the position of senior brother.

After Shi Lei had left, Ye Feng drank a cup of Seven-Colored Enlightenment Tea and, holding the Destiny Treasure Bead, entered a state of sudden enlightenment.

He intended to derive a Body Cultivation Divine Skill.

Previously, Ye Feng had communicated with an Ancient Holy God and knew that Divine Body Cultivation Skills were primarily based on the Power Domain to amplify one's Vitality Power, thereby achieving an increase in strength.

"My physical strength is very strong, but I don't have a Vitality Divine Ability to perfectly display it."

"The Ancient Holy God has Divine Skills, but they are not suitable for me."

"I must create my own."

Ye Feng analyzed continuously.

Now, as he kept drinking Seven-Colored Enlightenment Tea, his comprehension temporarily increased tenfold, its effect nearly comparing to four-fifths of the Heart of Wisdom. After entering a state of sudden enlightenment, his mind was extraordinarily bright.

"I have an idea!"

Ye Feng soon had a thought.

His hands began to make the motions of the Taiji Disc, but what he summoned was not the Power of Time and Space but the pure Power of Vitality.

They flowed like torrents, spinning at high velocity.

Half a quarter of an hour later.

Countless red streams of Vitality Power formed a spiral, twisting together into a cone shape.

Rip!

This red cone instantly tore through the void, arriving in the starry sky, easily grinding an uninhabited vast galaxy to dust.

"What a terrifying aura!"

In the Nine Cities Star Cloud, the Ancient Sacred True Dragon and Star River Saint both sensed this fearsome aura and couldn't help but shudder.

"Sect Master Ye is using Divine Skills."

"This strike can't be blocked by a Saint Manifestation, can it?"

The two exchanged a glance, their expressions shocked.

"I think, even a Heavenly Saint might not be able to withstand it!" said the Star River Saint, his face filled with horror.

"Really?" exclaimed the Ancient Sacred True Dragon.

The Star River Saint shook his head, indicating he too didn't know; his previous feeling was only a guess.

He did not understand the true strength of this Divine Skill.

Misty Peak.

Ye Feng looked at the gradually closing vortex in the sky, a glint of light in his eyes.

"Good, that's it."

He laughed heartily, having a clear direction now; he continued to derive, trying to perfect the Divine Skill in the shortest time possible.

Beneath the Hardwood Plains.

"What a powerful Vitality Divine Ability!"

The voice of the Ancient Holy God resounded, filled with surprise, "If this Divine Skill could be perfectly executed, with Ye Feng's current Vitality Power, it should be no problem to inflict heavy damage on a Heavenly Saint, right?"

"This kid truly has a gift from the heavens!"

The Ancient Holy God couldn't help but admire Ye Feng.

Thump thump thump!

At this moment, huge sounds arose, as if from an earthquake.

The Ancient Holy God's perceptive abilities swept around, only to find that the Ancient Barbarian Tribe had driven the Long-haired Elephant Herd to this vicinity in the Wild Desolate Great Canyon, preparing to graze on the Hardwood Plains.

"Scram!"

The Ancient Holy God bellowed.

A violent wave of Vitality Power shook the surroundings, instantly generating a terrifying storm within hundreds of miles, hurling even the Ancient Barbarian Tribe members at the Void Break Realm Level through the air.

This scene terrified the people from the Ancient Barbarian Tribe.

"Let all clans beware, there's a monster in the Hardwood Plains, a Life Forbidden Zone; do not approach!"

The Ancient Barbarian Tribe immediately passed the message on, calling the attention of other Ancient Races.

Even the Human Race Cultivators from Whitefloat City heard that the Ancient Barbarian Tribe went grazing on the Hardwood Plains and were chased off by a mysterious powerhouse.

"The Ancient Race dares to go to the Hardwood Plains? They must be tired of living."

"Don't they know there is a mysterious Saint guarding that place?"

"Consider it a lesson for them!"

The Human Race Cultivators of Whitefloat City found it amusing.

Months earlier, they had witnessed terrifying beams of destruction erupt from beneath the Hardwood Plains, killing a Saint Manifestation of the Celestial Clan, extremely formidable.

From that time on, except for a few individuals, no one dared to approach the Hardwood Plains.

If the Ancient Barbarian Tribe people went there to graze, they deserved to be beaten!