The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 1039 - : A Letter, Eight Pillars Locking Heaven Formation

Chapter 1039 -1039: A Letter, Eight Pillars Locking Heaven Formation

Jian Nan Yi's Sword Soul sat on the grave, silent for a long time.

Ye Feng also didn't speak.

They could see that Jian Nan Yi had special feelings for the Sword Saint Yue Xi, who often watched him practice his swordsmanship; otherwise, he wouldn't have shown such an expression.

"So it was her, the one who has always watched me practice!"

"But how is this possible?"

"Why would a Supreme Saint watch me practice my sword?"

"I don't understand!"

Jian Nan Yi's Sword Soul held his head with his hands, his eyes full of confusion.

"At first, I thought the person who watched me practice was a junior sister from our Nantian Sword Sect, with not much cultivation level, perhaps not even at the Heavenly Emperor level of the Void Break Realm's peak."

"But who knew, she turned out to be a Supreme Saint!"

Jian Nan Yi almost doubted his own existence.

"He really is a straightforward man," Ye Feng couldn't stand it and said, "Clearly, Sword Saint Yue Xi likes you. Otherwise, why would she fill her time watching you practice your sword every day?"

These words deeply shocked Jian Nan Yi.

"Sword Saint Yue Xi likes me? Impossible, absolutely impossible! I am at most at the Saint Entry Realm, and she is a Supreme Saint. Our difference in status is too great; how could she like me?"

"And besides, we have had no interaction."

"Like me? There's no way!"

Jian Nan Yi shook his head repeatedly.

Ye Feng sat on Jian Nan Yi's grave and said with a serious heart, "This you do not understand; sometimes, when two people love each other, they look not at the other's status, but at their character."

Jian Nan Yi scratched his head and asked, "What kind of character do I have?"

Ye Feng solemnly replied, "You are diligent in practicing your sword, and many women like men who are hardworking and focused. They feel that such people are the most worthy of trust."

Jian Nan Yi was somewhat skeptical: "Really?"

Ye Feng nodded, "Of course it's true."

After pondering for a moment, Jian Nan Yi said, "Friend Ye Feng, you seem to have a lot of experience in this area. I suppose you've had quite a few romantic experiences, right?"

Ye Feng: "..."

Romantic experiences?

What am I supposed to say?

Honestly, I'm just like you, a single dog.

The only difference is that you've been single for thousands of years, while I've been single for just over twenty years.

However, the reason I know so much is naturally because I study hard every day, striving to improve, reading many books about emotions.

So thought Ye Feng, but he kept these thoughts to himself.

After a brief silence, Ye Feng handed the jade pendant to Jian Nan Yi's Sword Soul, "Sword Saint Yue Xi entrusted me to give this to you. She said she wants to meet you. Do you want to see her?"

"I'm already dead, no need to meet!"

Jian Nan Yi waved his hands repeatedly.

As for the jade pendant, after a moment of hesitation, he took it, accepting Sword Saint Yue Xi's gift.

"Alright then, I'll go to Nantian Sword Sect today and tell her you don't want to see her," Ye Feng resigned to say.

"Wait!"

Jian Nan Yi pried open his own grave and took out a piece of paper from the coffin, picking up a brush to write.

Ye Feng looked at the paper.

On it was written the following line:

Destiny brings those together from miles away; without it, even meeting brings no recognition.

After writing, Jian Nan Yi folded the paper, stuffed it into an envelope, and handed it to Ye Feng, "Friend, I cannot stray far from my grave. I entrust the delivery of this letter to you."

"Don't worry, I will deliver it today," Ye Feng nodded, "But are you really sure you don't want to see her?"

Jian Nan Yi looked at himself.

"I am left with only the Sword Soul; I dare not see her."

Hearing this, Ye Feng nodded, understanding that Jian Nan Yi did not want Yue Xi to see his current circumstances.

"If that's the case, I'll be back shortly."

Ye Feng took the envelope, gave a few instructions to Long Tianxing and Qiao Jiaxi, and then used the power of the Mark of Void to return to Dizhou.

Looking around.

It was still the desolate mountain range, with no one else around; quite desolate, the spatial rift that led to the Void Realm had completely disappeared.

"Nantian Sword Sect is... over there!"

Ye Feng identified a direction and flew off.

But, just as they had flown less than a million miles away, a light net spanning ten thousand miles fell from the sky, obscuring the firmament.

On the ground.

Eight towering stone pillars rose from the earth, connected to the light net, with countless intertwining strands enveloping the area.

Even space itself was locked down.

"Kekeke!"

Sinister laughter filled the air, reaching Ye Feng's ears.

He looked around and saw that atop each stone pillar stood a puppet person with a fearsome aura, true Heavenly Saint Level powerhouses, all connected by their breaths.

This led to a combined pressure that felt like facing a peak Heavenly Saint.

"Eight Pillars Locking Heaven Formation."

Ye Feng chuckled lightly, recognizing the name of the formation.

"Ye Feng, acknowledging this formation shows you have some insight. We won't waste words; we've come across realms to set up this formation to kill you, all for the bounty."

One of the puppet people said with a laugh.

"What bounty?" Ye Feng was surprised.

"You killed the favored nephew of the Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor, the Wind-Fire Holy Emperor. His Excellency has issued a perpetual assassination order; killing you yields a Supreme Saint Weapon and countless Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures."

Another puppet person explained.

"Oh, then what are you wasting words for? Why not hurry up and try to kill me?" Ye Feng spread his hands open.

"Hehe, do you really think we're just babbling? We're delaying you so that the Eight Pillars Locking Heaven Formation can absorb the surrounding Power of Heaven and Earth to forcibly kill you!"

The third puppet person sneered malevolently.

The puppet people on the eight stone pillars were crafted from special materials, comparable to Heavenly Saint Weapons, each operated from afar by a Heavenly Saint Realm expert, forming a coalition capable of killing a peak Heavenly Saint.

Now, a sudden strong wind arose.

Countless Powers of Heaven and Earth swept in, bolstering the Eight Pillars Locking Heaven Formation and coalescing mid-air into a ferocious-looking ancient beast.

It was about two meters tall, tiger-like with wings on its back, and claws sharp enough to effortlessly slice through the void; its head was large and its mouth full of terrifying teeth.

"Roar!"

The tiger roared, and a vortex seemed visible within its maw, capable of devouring living beings and grinding away life force and souls.

"Ye Feng, this is the Soul Devouring Sky-Swallowing Tiger; you're as good as dead!"

The eight puppet people snickered viciously.

The next moment.

They all shattered into light and fused into the Soul Devouring Sky-Swallowing Tiger, arming it with spiky armor, making it even more ferocious and terrifying.

"Roar!"

The Soul Devouring Sky-Swallowing Tiger, now in its strongest form, let out a thunderous roar and instantly pounced on Ye Feng, knocking him flying, his body cracked open, blood spraying everywhere.

"Inhale!"

The Soul Devouring Sky-Swallowing Tiger seized the opportunity open its mouth wide, devouring a vast amount of life force from Ye Feng.

A normal Heavenly Saint would've succumbed by now.

But Ye Feng stood his ground, undiminished in aura.

"Absorb life force?"

Ye Feng laughed; with a mere thought, he severed the Soul Devouring Sky-Swallowing Tiger's absorption, as his robust life force circulated within his body, healing his wounds instantly and returning him to his peak.

"How is this possible?"

The Soul Devouring Sky-Swallowing Tiger spoke human words, its eyes filled with astonishment.

"A mere peak Heavenly Saint Level Soul Devouring Sky-Swallowing Tiger wants to kill me? Too naive!" Ye Feng mocked.

He brought his hands together, compressing his vital energy, and deployed "Blood Stinger," turning the Soul Devouring Sky-Swallowing Tiger into a sieve.

"Myriad Realms Fist!"

"Sword of Stars and Vital Energy!"

Ye Feng kept invoking divine skills, and within a few exchanges, he had sliced the Soul Devouring Sky-Swallowing Tiger to pieces and cast a sword light toward the distance, utterly breaking the Eight Pillars Locking Heaven Formation.

In an extremely remote location.

The eight Heavenly Saint Realm experts controlling the formation spat out blood, their faces pale as snow, victims of the formation's backlash.

"Damn Ye Feng!"

"He's too strong."

"It seems like he's invincible even among the Heavenly Saint Realm."

"We must utilize Supreme Saint Methods."

"Alright."

The eight mysterious Heavenly Saints nodded, hurriedly taking elixirs to recover from their injuries.

"Do you think there will be a next time?"

At this moment, Ye Feng's voice suddenly rang in the ears of the eight Heavenly Saint Realm experts, plunging them into an abyss.