The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 998 - : Evil Cultivation Technique, Third Turn Quasi-Saint, Missing Person

Chapter 998 -998: Evil Cultivation Technique, Third Turn Quasi-Saint, Missing Person

"Devour... Devour?"

"Why?"

"Divine Lord, what exactly have we done wrong?"

The group from the Undersea Divine Race all widened their eyes, filled with disbelief.

"Nonsense, if I don't devour you all, how could I, with just my talents, break through to the Saint Realm as quickly as possible?"

Feng Chuan sneered.

"Run!"

Those several hundred Divine Origin Realm Undersea Divine Race cultivators immediately scattered to escape, trying to salvage their lives and inform their counterparts near the Tree of Life.

Their Divine Lord was a Demonic Cultivator!

"Think you can leave? No chance!"

Feng Chuan laughed coldly.

A mere Divine Origin Realm if they could escape from the hands of a Quasi-Saint like him, he might as well smash his head against tofu and kill himself.

"Die!"

With a wave of Feng Chuan's hand, those several hundred Divine Origin Realm Undersea Divine Race members were gathered up and "boom"—exploded into streams of pure energy, which he devoured.

The total energy of several hundred Divine Origin Realm members was equivalent to an old ancestor at the Void Break Realm Level.

But for Feng Chuan, it was too little.

Not even enough to increase his strength by one percent.

"There are still several hundred Trees of Life, and many Divine Origin Realm members of the Undersea Divine Race around them. Once I refine those Trees of Life, I will be able to devour them,"

Feng Chuan licked his lips.

He found himself growing more and more evil.

"The method of enhancing cultivation level through devouring seems to be classified as a wicked path, but in the end, success makes the king and failure the bandit. As long as one can become the strongest, who cares how they cultivate?"

Feng Chuan shrugged his shoulders and flew toward other Trees of Life.

Half an hour later.

At the top of another Tree of Life.

Feng Chuan sat cross-legged on the ground, and in just a fraction of an hour, had refined the Tree of Life beneath him.

Any Undersea Divine Race birthed by this tree would be tightly controlled by him and would have nowhere to hide.

Even if they fled to the ends of the earth, they couldn't hide.

"There are over three hundred Divine Origin Realm level Undersea Divine Race members near this tree, which can once again boost my strength by one percent,"

Feng Chuan habitually licked his lips.

He chuckled, leading out those several hundred Divine Origin Realm members to a secret place to devour them, while the rest continued their cultivation nearby.

Using this method, Feng Chuan's cultivation level soared.

Seven days later.

Feng Chuan finished the refining of the last Tree of Life and devoured nearly a thousand Divine Origin Realm members spawned by it.

Boom!

Above in the sky, Heavenly Tribulation thundered down again.

"I've broken through again!"

Feng Chuan faced it head-on, and although the Heavenly Tribulation left him covered in cracks, a thought brought forth the vitality from the hundreds of Trees of Life from the seabed, healing him.

Thus, he passed this Heavenly Tribulation.

"Second Turn Quasi-Saint!"

Feng Chuan took a deep breath, clenched his fists tightly, and felt an unprecedented strength within himself.

He suddenly remembered something.

During his earlier arrangements for the Destiny Empress and Yin Rurong, he had sent away many batches of Second-generation Celestial Reincarnators, who were now also part of the Undersea Divine Race.

Among them, the Divine Origin Realm members numbered over a million!

If he devoured them all, he would be strong enough to enter the Third Turn Quasi-Saint Level. So, Feng Chuan immediately took action.

As the Divine Lord of the Undersea Divine Race, he could locate any Undersea Divine Race cultivator's whereabouts.

He also knew everything about their cultivation state.

He could even communicate with them telepathically.

Three days later.

Deep beneath the sea, on a deserted island.

Countless Divine Origin Realm level Undersea Divine Race gathered here, totaling more than one hundred and twenty thousand.

"Pay respects to the Divine Lord!"

Seeing Feng Chuan standing proudly at the peak, they all knelt on one knee, their eyes filled with respect.

"Good, all Divine Origin Realm members and above have come."

Feng Chuan looked at them, licked his blood-red lips, and the madness in his eyes unsettled everyone present.

"No good, he's going to devour us!"

A member of the Undersea Divine Race at the seventh level of the Divine Origin Realm, his pupils shrank as he bellowed and tore through the void, ready to flee.

But, the next moment.

Bang!

This person slammed into a screen of light and was bounced back.

"Hehehe!"

Feng Chuan issued a cruel laugh, "Do you think your Divine Lord would be so careless when it's time to devour you? Now, all of you, die!"

The aura of a Second Turn Quasi-Saint burst forth in full measure.

Numerous powerhouses were pinned down where they stood, and soon after, their bodies exploded, their essence flowing like a torrent into Feng Chuan's body, promoting the fusion of his vital force and facilitating a smooth breakthrough at the bottleneck.

"Third Turn Quasi-Saint!"

Feng Chuan cackled maniacally.

Looking at the bloodstains all over the ground, he swept his sleeve, pulverizing the entire undersea realm into smithereens, letting it sink to the bottom of the sea, obliterating all evidence.

Now, every member of the Undersea Divine Race above the Divine Origin Realm had been devoured by him, the rest, not yet grown to the Divine Origin Realm, held no value for devouring and were left to grow.

When the time was ripe, they would be harvested.

Swoosh!

Feng Chuan flew towards the Heavenly Origin Sea, the excitement on his face uncontrollable, he laughed wildly:

"With my current strength, among the young generation, I must be invincible, right? Wu Xuan, Xiao Cangtian, Yuzhu, none of you are a match, wait to be suppressed by your Divine Lord!"

After gaining strength, Feng Chuan became arrogant.

Rip!

He rent through the void, returning to Wanzong Holy Land.

...

Across the Shenzhou Continent.

In various sects, empires, and cities, news of numerous disappearances began to emerge, drawing attention from all corners.

"Your sect's Registered Disciples have gone missing?"

"Yes, that young fellow was quite a good person, had no cultivation level but was very astute. Who knew he would suddenly vanish?"

"Perhaps he went on a training expedition and was devoured by a Demonic Beast!"

"Alas, what a pity!"

In many places, such conversations took place one after another.

And these suddenly vanished individuals were the over one million and twenty thousand Second-generation Celestial Reincarnators who had once been hidden throughout the Shenzhou Continent called back by Feng Chuan.

But Shenzhou was too vast.

And since the disappearance of cultivators was commonplace, within a few days, except those who knew the reincarnators, others gradually forgot about this affair.

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Zhou Jiacai, the Deputy Commander, stood before Gong Qingqiu and said with a bow, "City Lord, it is indeed so, in recent days quite a few people have suddenly vanished from the city, it's uncertain whether they have perished or not."

Gong Qingqiu tapped her chin lightly and said, "Cultivators sometimes perish during their training expeditions; the loss of a dozen people isn't a big deal."

"Then I will take my leave."

After speaking, the Deputy Commander left the City Lord's Mansion.

At the table.

Gong Qingqiu looked at the portraits of these dozen or so missing cultivators and immediately headed to Misty Peak to visit Ye Feng.

"Sect Leader, those individuals you had me shadow, a dozen of them have suddenly disappeared."

Gong Qingqiu swiftly made her report.

"I already know, you have worked hard," Ye Feng nodded, gave a few instructions and then sent Gong Qingqiu away.

Half an hour later.

The incarnation of Shenzhou's Heavenly Dao appeared at the peak and said:

"Feng Chuan has fallen onto the evil path and has promoted his cultivation level by devouring the so-called Undersea Divine Race, the Second-generation Celestial Reincarnators. Now, he is already at the Third Turn Quasi-Saint Level."

Ye Feng's face was impassive.

He was already aware of this.

"He may have increased his cultivation level rapidly in the short term, but since all the Second-generation Celestial Reincarnators above the Divine Origin Realm have been devoured, it will be difficult for Feng Chuan to make any further breakthroughs for now; he lacks sustainability," Ye Feng spoke, his voice calm.

A mere Third Turn Quasi-Saint, easily extinguished with a flick of a finger.

Moreover, Feng Chuan had fallen onto the evil path, even if Ye Feng didn't take action himself, once his deeds were exposed, he would be slain by other upholders of righteousness in the future.

"Eh!"

Suddenly, Ye Feng noticed something extraordinary, looking at the incarnation of Shenzhou's Heavenly Dao, his eyes filled with surprise.

"Senior, you've made a breakthrough as well?"

Presently, Shenzhou's Heavenly Dao was exuding an aura comparable to that of the Supreme Saint Realm, clearly twice as strong as before.