The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 1275: Blood Demon Emperor’s Sword

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In the valley.

Ye Feng, filled with doubt, looked toward the gates of Nantian Sword Sect. There, he saw Holy Son Lin Kun, Holy Son Ning Yu, and several Saint Realm Elders from the Holy Spirit Sect arriving together.

"They just mentioned they were here to meet Grandpa and Sect Master Ye. I wonder what the matter is."

Nantian Chan Juan muttered.

"I don’t know either."

Sword Saint Yue Xi shook her head.

Ye Feng withdrew his gaze and said, "Perhaps something urgent brought them here!"

"Hmm." Nantian Sword Emperor nodded slightly.

With a wave of his sleeve, a multicolored Great Dao stretched from the valley all the way to the gates of Nantian Sword Sect, landing right before Lin Kun, Ning Yu, and the others.

"Come forward!"

Nantian Sword Emperor spoke, his voice deep and resonating like the sound of the Great Dao itself, instantly reverberating through the nearby void.

At the gates.

Ning Yu and Lin Kun exchanged glances. Both marveled at the profound cultivation of Nantian Sword Emperor and quickly led the Saint Realm Elders of Holy Spirit Sect onto the multicolored Great Dao.

In the valley.

Ning Yu and the others entered.

Seeing Ye Feng, Nantian Sword Emperor, Sword Saint Yue Xi, and Nantian Chan Juan standing before the wooden cottage, Ning Yu, Lin Kun, and the others immediately saluted in unison:

"Greetings to Nantian Sword Emperor, Sect Master Ye, Sword Saint Yue Xi, and Holy Maiden Nantian."

"No need for formalities!"

Nantian Sword Emperor waved his hand. "You have come such a long way; please, take a seat."

On the ground.

Five wooden stools appeared out of thin air, accompanied by a wooden tea table emitting a faint aroma of wood.

The guests seated themselves in an orderly manner.

Only then did Ning Yu, Lin Kun, and the others have a chance to observe Ye Feng closely. Their gazes immediately froze.

From Ye Feng, they sensed no mana fluctuations, not even a trace of law energy. He was like an ordinary mortal sitting there.

Of course, he was an exceptionally handsome mortal.

"Sect Master Ye, what is the matter with you?"

Ning Yu was the first to inquire.

"Are you referring to my state?" Ye Feng spread his hands. "As I mentioned on the Myriad Clans Continent, I have successfully forged an entirely new cultivation path, which is completely different from your cultivation system."

"You truly succeeded?"

Ning Yu and Lin Kun were astonished.

"Indeed, I succeeded." Ye Feng nodded and wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth.

It was only then that Ning Yu noticed Ye Feng’s chest had been stained red with blood. Her heart trembled.

"Sect Master Ye, are you hurt?"

She asked with concern.

Ning Yu admired and revered Ye Feng. Seeing him injured, she couldn’t help but feel worried.

"It’s nothing, merely a Dao Injury."

Ye Feng waved his hand dismissively.

"Oh, so it’s just a Dao... Huh?! A Dao Injury?!" Ning Yu initially thought nothing of it, but upon realization, she gasped sharply.

Lin Kun and the others were equally dumbfounded.

To suffer a Dao Injury and still claim it’s nothing?

Ye Feng was far too optimistic!

The group grew increasingly concerned, feeling his Dao Injury had perhaps clouded his sanity. No wonder he exuded no mana fluctuations yet still claimed success.

"I really am fine."

Ye Feng spread his hands helplessly.

He could see the astonishment on everyone’s faces and understood that they didn’t believe him, so he proactively explained, "I succeeded. Currently, I’ve reached the first layer of the Creation Realm, comparable to the first layer of the Hundred Tribulations Realm."

"Yes, Ye Feng has indeed succeeded."

Nantian Sword Emperor nodded in agreement.

"Really?"

Ning Yu and Lin Kun were still skeptical.

"What kind of cultivation path is this?" Ning Yu was curious and wanted to understand why Ye Feng had managed to achieve the Hundred Tribulations Realm so quickly.

After all, that was the realm of true apex powerhouses!

Across the entirety of the Three Thousand Realms, only about a dozen known members of the Human Race had reached the Hundred Tribulations Realm.

Yet Ye Feng had broken through so quickly.

If news of this spread, it would undoubtedly create massive ripples across the cultivation world, triggering countless discussions.

"I’ve created an internal universe and become its sovereign. No matter where I am, I can summon the power of my own universe to crush enemies."

Ye Feng explained.

"An internal universe!"

Ning Yu, Lin Kun, and the others grew even more shocked, with awe and envy gleaming in their eyes.

They were all Saint Realm cultivators.

They possessed formidable power.

Creating independent worlds was within their capability. But creating an entire universe capable of housing countless worlds—that was far beyond their reach.

"Does this mean your body contains countless worlds, nurturing thriving civilizations?"

Holy Son Lin Kun couldn’t resist asking.

"Not yet, since it’s a newly formed universe. But over time, it will naturally give birth to countless flourishing civilizations."

Ye Feng said with a smile. "By the way, what brings you here?"

"We nearly forgot the primary purpose of our visit!"

Prompted by the question, Ning Yu hurriedly produced a treasure box and handed it to Nantian Sword Emperor. "Sword Emperor, this is a gift from our Sect Master Spirit Venerable. Please take a look."

"Oh?"

Nantian Sword Emperor raised an eyebrow.

He accepted the treasure box and slowly opened it. Inside was a broken sword that emanated a terrifyingly bloodthirsty aura the moment the box was opened, engulfing the surrounding void with heart-stopping slaughtering intent.

Ning Yu, Lin Kun, Sword Saint Yue Xi, and the others froze in fear, their faces pale with terror.

It felt as though they were witnessing doomsday!

Countless fiends wielding blood-red longswords descended like an unstoppable tide, seemingly ready to consume the entire world.

"The Blood Demon Sword!"

Seeing the broken blade, Nantian Sword Emperor’s expression turned grim. He unleashed boundless Sword Intent from his hands to suppress the baleful aura radiating from the Blood Demon Sword.

The apocalyptic vision finally dissipated.

"What is the Blood Demon Sword?"

"Why is it so terrifying? Could it possibly belong to a Hundred Tribulations Realm powerhouse?"

The faces of the crowd changed dramatically.

Ye Feng looked toward the Blood Demon Sword.

[Name: Blood Demon Sword]

[Grade: Hundred Tribulations Realm, Tier Ten]

[Description: The personal weapon of the Blood Demon Emperor]

[Remarks: During the Myriad Clans era, the Blood Demon Clan thrived independently of the Myriad Clans. They were known for drying the heads of wolves and wearing them on their own, driven by a relentless thirst for blood.]

At this moment, Nantian Sword Emperor explained:

"So, this was the personal weapon of the Blood Demon Emperor. I had thought the Emperor was merely at the Supreme Saint level. To think he was actually at the Hundred Tribulations Realm—historic records truly fell short of completeness."

"The so-called Blood Demon Emperor was the ruler of the Blood Demon Clan, commanding the entirety of the clan."

"According to historical records..."

"The Blood Demon Clan flourished during the Myriad Clans era, which dates back millions of years. The clan leader, the Blood Demon Emperor, was thought to have been comparable to the Clan Leader of the Myriad Clans at the Supreme Saint Level."

"But as it turns out, the Blood Demon Emperor wasn’t a Supreme Saint at all; he was in fact a genuine Tier Ten powerhouse of the Hundred Tribulations Realm!"

"Clearly, much of the historical data from the Myriad Clans era has been lost over time, resulting in discrepancies in our understanding."

"The most obvious instance of misinformation lies in the true power levels of the Blood Demon Emperor and the Clan Leaders of the Myriad Clans."

"We previously assumed that all the Clan Leaders of the Myriad Clans were Supreme Saints. However, it now seems that they were at least at the pinnacle of the Supreme Saint level, with over a hundred of them being top-tier powerhouses of the Hundred Tribulations Realm—a revelation no one anticipated."

Having said this, Nantian Sword Emperor picked up the Blood Demon Sword and began studying its Sword Intent.

On the ground.

Ye Feng drifted into contemplation.

Blood Demon Clan?

It seemed the Myriad Clans era in the Three Thousand Realms was far more powerful than anyone had imagined.

Although the Myriad Clans ruled over the Three Thousand Realms for one billion years, during their reign, no doubt countless potent factions emerged.

The Blood Demon Clan was one such faction.

Ye Feng firmly believed that aside from this clan, many other ancient forces had arisen during the Myriad Clans era.

However...

These forces couldn’t contend with the Myriad Clans.

Ultimately, they were either eradicated by the Myriad Clans, or they hid within the cracks of time and space, or perhaps in the outskirts of the universe, disappearing completely.

Before long.

Nantian Sword Emperor laid down the Blood Demon Sword, his face glowing with delight. Turning to Ning Yu, he said:

"It’s remarkable!"

"Although the sword is broken, its Sword Intent remains pure. Meditating upon it daily will surely further enhance my Sword Intent. Please convey my gratitude to Spirit Venerable."