The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Ye Feng stood at the bow, urging them on constantly.

However, the Spirit Boat was quite ancient and simply couldn’t fly fast. Ye Feng was so anxious that he was scratching his head and ears, afraid that Huo Yunjie might encounter disaster.

Mo Ying and Yan Ruyu’s expressions grew increasingly solemn.

From a distance, they saw the formidable strength of the Earth Demon, easily inflicting heavy damage on an Elder of the Outer Sect of the Divine Wind Sword Sect who was at the Second Layer of the Element Gathering Realm. Even if the three of them rushed over, could they truly turn the tide?

“I hope they’re all right!” Mo Ying clenched her fists in worry.

Ancient Town of Quicksand.

“Eight-Element Demon-slaying Sword Formation, activate!”

The eight disciples from the Divine Wind Sword Sect acted in unison, waving their Formation Flags. Each of them was enveloped in a hazy radiance, with vigorous Sword Qi bursting from the flags, forming a sharp sword of light in the sky.

Whoosh!

The sword of light didn’t pause for a second and immediately slashed towards the Earth Demon.

“Ha, mere child’s play!” the Earth Demon scoffed. A pair of luminous wings suddenly sprouted from its back, and with a burst of speed, it dodged the Sword Qi.

“Earth Demon, you’re too careless!” the horse-faced young man sneered.

The Earth Demon abruptly turned its head, only to see the Sword Qi had changed direction and was slashing towards it head-on.

“It can track as well?”

The Earth Demon’s gaze sharpened. It dodged repeatedly and began to close in on the eight disciples, but soon found that the Divine Wind Sword Sect disciples, maneuvering the radiance on their bodies, were extremely agile and impossible to catch.

Clang!

At that moment, the sword of light slashed across the back of the Earth Demon, leaving behind a startling gash that nearly cleaved it in two.

“Damn it!”

The Earth Demon was enraged, looking coldly at the several Divine Wind Sword Sect disciples who continued to dodge, with a millennium’s worth of icy killing intent exploding in its eyes.

“Demon Emperor’s Heaven Shaking Roar!”

The Earth Demon formed seals with its hands, and behind it, a colossal spectral head of a Demon Emperor appeared, glowing all over and making a roaring motion towards the sky.

Fearsome sound waves swept out, shaking heaven and earth.

Crack!

The Sword Qi that the eight disciples had gathered immediately shattered. Their eardrums split from the vibratory onslaught, and swept by the Earth Demon’s Qi, they all suffered grievous injuries, falling to the ground like meteors.

“They’ve actually lost!” Huo Yunjie’s gaze flickered, and his body began to tremble.

That was a potent Killing Array, and it had been breached just like that?

“A mere Miniature Sword Formation, and you thought to kill me?” The Earth Demon hovered mid-air, its features fierce and the wound on its back not bleeding, but instead enveloped in light and gradually healing.

Suddenly, a change occurred!

The Earth Demon felt a chilling sensation and immediately turned its head to look.

There stood Elder Yue, who should have been severely wounded, forming seals with his hands. His aura surged wildly, giving off an overwhelming sense of being devoured by an infinite storm. He bellowed, “Divine Wind Sword Shadows!”

“No good!” The Earth Demon’s pupils contracted, sensing something awry.

But it was too late!

Elder Yue’s Spirit Sword suddenly unleashed countless sword shadows, which instantly reached the back of the Earth Demon and slashed at its wound.

Rip!

Under the shocked eyes of many, the Earth Demon was cut into pieces by the numerous sword shadows, like a gorgeous firework blooming in the air, slowly falling to the ground.

“Finally took care of it!” Elder Yue, enduring the intense pain, retracted his Spirit Sword, feeling a great relief.

The eight disciples from the Divine Wind Sword Sect who had fallen to the ground also exhaled deeply, thinking to themselves that Elder Yue was indeed powerful. He had even perfected the Fourth Grade Spell “Divine Wind Sword Shadows” to the Perfect Stage, showcasing tremendous battle strength.

“The Immortal Master is mighty!”

The people of Ancient Town of Quicksand knelt on the ground, their faces filled with devout worship. In their eyes, Elder Yue was like a white-haired old immortal, a savior from heaven, rescuing them from fire and water.

Huo Yunjie and Baixue Ding realized that the pressure from the Earth Demon had dissipated and they could finally move freely. Fear still lingered in their hearts.

“So this is what a Spirit Sea Realm expert is like? I wonder which power this senior comes from. His sword arts and spells are so profound; I really want to learn them.” Huo Yunjie gripped his Cold Light Sword tightly, feeling his own weakness.

Baixue Ding looked at the symbol on Elder Yue’s sleeve and said, “This senior is an elder of the Divine Wind Sword Sect. No wonder he’s so formidable.”

Upon hearing this, Huo Yunjie suddenly understood.

Several miles away.

Ye Feng stood at the bow of the Spirit Boat, witnessing Elder Yue shattering the Earth Demon. He exclaimed in amazement, “What grade of spell is this that can produce countless sword shadows, leaving one unable to defend effectively?”

“This spell is extremely powerful, reaching eight times the strength of a First Grade Spell. It must be a Fourth Grade Spell that has been cultivated to the Perfect Stage,” Mo Ying explained.

Ye Feng immediately became curious, “Speaking of which, if spells are divided into nine grades, how powerful is the highest, the Ninth Grade?”

Mo Ying was well-versed in this and elaborated, “Assuming the same proficiency, for every grade a spell increases, its power doubles. So the Ninth Grade Spell is two hundred and fifty-six times stronger than the First Grade Spell.”

“That strong?” Ye Feng was dumbfounded, “Then, if you could cast a Ninth Grade Spell, wouldn’t you be able to stand up against a Fourth or Fifth Layer of the Element Gathering Realm?”

Mo Ying shook her head with a wry smile, “High-grade spells are not so easy to master, and even if one does, the consumption of such spells is enormous. With my current cultivation level, casting a Ninth Grade Spell would instantly drain my spiritual energy, and besides, I wouldn’t be able to unleash its full power.”

“Oh, I see…” Ye Feng nodded thoughtfully, “What’s your limit now?”

“With my current cultivation level, plus the boost from “The Second Qi Sea, Middle Volume”, I can fully cast a Fourth Grade Spell once, but then I’d be completely drained and unable to continue fighting,” said Mo Ying.

“Even with the aid of an auxiliary cultivation method, you can barely manage a Fourth Grade Spell? That means for a general Qi Refinement Ninth Layer, a Third Grade Spell would be their limit,” Ye Feng speculated.

“That’s about right,” Mo Ying nodded.

At that moment, the long-silent Yan Ruyu out of curiosity asked, “Sister, what realm is required to cast Ninth Grade Spells freely and perfectly?”

Mo Ying pondered for a moment: “At least the Spirit Sea Realm, and not just any ordinary Spirit Sea Realm expert can do it. It must be someone with at least a Fourth Layer cultivation. With their realm, casting a Ninth Grade Spell would be unimaginably powerful, like crushing dry weeds.”

After Mo Ying’s explanations, Ye Feng and Yan Ruyu became acutely aware of the terrifying nature of Ninth Grade Spells, especially when used by a Spirit Sea Realm expert. Wouldn’t they be able to flatten Whitefloat City with a single slap?

Thinking of this, both of them shuddered.

Meanwhile, above Ancient Town of Quicksand.

Elder Yue glanced at his injuries and took out a Lower Grade healing Origin Pill to consume. His wounds were gradually healing and color finally returned to his face.

“Elder, are you alright?”

The eight disciples approached on flying swords, their eyes filled with concern as they looked at the seriously injured Elder Yue.

“It’s nothing serious. Although injured and needing half a month to recover, at least the Earth Demon has been slain. You must quickly rebuild the Demon-locking Tower, reseal the new demonic beasts inside, and then return to the sect with me.” Elder Yue was a workaholic; even though he was seriously injured, he didn’t forget to arrange work.

“Understood.”

The disciples flew towards the ruins of the Demon-locking Tower.

But just then, Elder Yue, looking down at the ground, discovered that not a trace of the Earth Demon’s fragments remained. His pupils suddenly constricted.

“Not good, there’s trouble!”

Elder Yue bellowed in alarm.

With a splattering sound, a tail as sharp as a knife appeared behind Elder Yue, impaling him through his wound, suspending him midair.

All eyes turned towards the source of the sound, only to see the Earth Demon had reformed, its face cold and arms folded, having dealt with Elder Yue using just its tail.

“Elder Yue!”

The disciples from Divine Wind Sword Sect screamed heart-wrenchingly.

The whole of Ancient Town of Quicksand was deeply shaken, while Huo Yunjie and Baixue Ding stood petrified, their bodies trembling violently.

“Resurrection from death, how fearsome is that?”

Ye Feng finally arrived at Ancient Town of Quicksand, staring at the raging Earth Demon, immediately utilizing the Spirit Beast Pavilion’s scouting function.