The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 1580: Chapter 1580: Misty Peak Rear Mountain Cemetery

"Conventional elixir?" Shi Lei was surprised, "Using the Nine-Turn Profound Pill to enhance cultivation is too extravagant."

Ye Feng shook his head and said, "Nowadays, all sect members are at the Immortal Emperor Realm, so for them, the Nine-Turn Profound Pill is not considered extravagant."

"That’s true." Shi Lei nodded, "But the raw materials for the Nine-Turn Profound Pill are too precious, and there are too many sect members. The demand is enormous, and gathering the materials is a huge problem."

"That’s why I called you over."

Having said that, Ye Feng smiled mysteriously.

"Why?" Shi Lei was stunned.

Ye Feng said, "Your Ma Liang’s Brush can modify reality, but its strength is not enough. Currently, I plan to upgrade Ma Liang’s Brush for you once again. Once successful, you can help me create the raw materials."

"Ma Liang’s Brush can be upgraded again?"

Shi Lei was greatly surprised.

"Of course, it can." Ye Feng nodded.

He had already mastered the second layer of the "Hand of Myriad Transformations" and could use the Force of Creation to enhance Ma Liang’s Brush, increasing its ability to modify reality.

"Give me Ma Liang’s Brush!"

Ye Feng extended his hand.

"Sect Master Uncle, here you go." Shi Lei dutifully handed Ma Liang’s Brush to Ye Feng.

The next moment.

Ye Feng took Shi Lei to the depths of the starry sky, standing on the surface of a desolate star, "Shi Lei, cultivate around here, I need to go into seclusion for a while."

"Alright!"

Shi Lei walked on the star’s surface, seeing many different materials, and he began to study them, while also observing the surroundings, with blueprints of new buildings emerging in his mind.

On a large boulder.

Ye Feng suspended Ma Liang’s Brush in the air, fully operating the second layer of the Heavenly Venerable Divine Ability, "Hand of Myriad Transformations." A force of golden creation flowed from his right index finger, continuously merging into Ma Liang’s Brush to charge it and enhance its foundation.

The entire process lasted half a day.

As Ye Feng finished charging, Ma Liang’s Brush had turned completely golden, as if it were cast from gold.

"I don’t know if Ma Liang’s Brush has any connection with Lei Wudao’s Rainbow Brush. When I can defeat an Eightieth-layered Immortal Emperor, the first thing I’ll do is head to the Endless Remote Lands and destroy Lei Wudao."

Ye Feng said thus.

The Endless Remote Lands is a place name.

It’s at the border wasteland of the Immortal Realm, giving an impression of distance infinitely remote from the universe’s center, hence the peculiar-sounding name.

"However..."

"Without using the treasured bottle, I think to kill Lei Wudao and his Protector, I need to at least break through to the seventieth layer of the Creation Realm to be safe."

Ye Feng analyzed.

Lei Wudao’s Protector is not an ordinary character but an above-Eighty-layered Immortal Emperor, with mid to high-tier King-level combat prowess, making it very difficult to kill him.

However, Ye Feng’s combat power was already explosive.

Long ago, he had stepped into the Invincible Domain, and after entering this domain, Ye Feng’s combat power continued to increase over time, far surpassing other Invincible Supremes on the Invincible Supreme List.

If he goes all out, in a battle of the same rank, he can easily defeat Lei Wudao, an Invincible Supreme like him.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng began inscribing array patterns.

The modification process of Ma Liang’s Brush was not quick, with thunder constantly erupting throughout, striking the bristles, causing them to transform into platinum.

The texture of the brush’s shaft became increasingly profound.

Thousands of miles away.

Shi Lei was examining an ant nest.

"What a magical underground structure, with the queen ant occupying the core area, surrounded by the egg-laying area and countless worker ants tirelessly working, creating an ingeniously crafted dynasty, protected by the powerful soldier ants."

"This structure gave me some inspiration."

"In our Misty Sect, we could also build similar underground structures. There’s no need to live above ground."

Shi Lei clapped his hands and smiled.

Rumble!

At this time, thunder rumbled from afar, prompting Shi Lei to look towards the sound, only to discover that Ma Liang’s Brush had been enlarged to a length of ten thousand miles. Ye Feng was releasing tens of thousands of clones, intricately inscribing array patterns on its surface.

In just a palm-sized area, the array patterns numbered in the tens of thousands, enough to give an Immortal Emperor a splitting headache.

"It’s terrifying!"

"Under the heavens, only Sect Master Uncle can simultaneously inscribe such complex formations, right?"

Shi Lei was exceedingly shocked.

Then, he wore an expression of admiration.

"I wonder how my master found such a genius as Sect Master Uncle. If my master, the Old Sect Leader, has any sense in the afterlife, he should be very happy, right?"

Shi Lei sighed lightly.

His master was the Old Sect Leader.

At this moment, behind Misty Peak, there was a quiet garden, surrounded by tall golden phoenix trees, encircling the earthen tomb in the center.

This was the Old Sect Leader’s Tomb.

Thud, thud, thud!

At this moment, a figure stepped on the gravel, slowly appearing in this cemetery, standing in front of the Old Sect Leader’s tomb, placing nine empty wine cups.

Clink clink!

The mysterious person filled the nine empty wine cups in front of the tomb with wine, drank one cup, and the remaining eight cups turned into wisping clouds, dissipating with the wind, as if being offered as a sacrifice.

"Old buddy, can you come back?"

The mysterious person sighed softly, looked at the already vanished eight wine cups, put away his own, and weeded the grass on the tomb before leaving.

On the stone steps downhill.

Several disciples passed by, saw this mysterious person, and stepped aside to greet respectfully.

"Greetings to Elder Mad Drunkard!"

"Elder, why did you come out from the Old Sect Leader’s cemetery? Did you go to pay respects?"

The disciples asked instinctively.

"Huh?"

Mad Drunkard was stunned, looked back at the cemetery halfway up the mountain, eyes full of confusion, "Wasn’t I just sleeping, how did I go to the cemetery?"

He was really puzzled.

In no time, Mad Drunkard shook his head, picked up the gourd from his waist, took a few gulps of wine, and walked down the mountain along the gentle stone steps.

A quarter of an hour later.

Shi Youyou appeared in front of the Old Sect Leader’s cemetery gate, looked at the tombstone, and for some reason, felt a strange sense of familiarity, so she entered and bowed three times.

Afterwards, she left.

Another quarter of an hour later.

An old man with a horsetail whisk, dressed in white with white hair, appeared in the cemetery, followed by five young geniuses, all silently observing the Old Sect Leader’s tombstone.

In the sky.

Shenzhou’s Heavenly Dao gazed down at the cemetery below, eyes landing on the tombstone, feeling inexplicably familiar.

"An illusion?"

Shenzhou’s Heavenly Dao looked around in confusion.

In the Void Realm.

The Three-legged Golden Toad stood on one leg, holding a fishing rod with its two forepaws, suddenly noticing two wine cups appearing in the void, filled with Dragonfolk Clan medicinal wine from the Misty Sect, exuding a rich aroma.

The Three-legged Golden Toad smiled, put down the fishing rod, picked up one of the wine cups, and drank it in one go.

"Meow!"

From the depths of the Purple Bamboo Forest, the sound of the Void Beast came, slightly annoyed, as if upset that the Three-legged Golden Toad hadn’t brought the wine cup over.

"If you want to drink, come get it yourself. When there’s no outsiders, I won’t indulge you."

The Three-legged Golden Toad said calmly.

"Meow!"

The Void Beast’s call was even angrier. The next moment, it appeared beside the Three-legged Golden Toad, kicked the latter hundreds of meters away, then used its cat paw to pick up the wine cup, licking the medicinal wine with its pink tongue.

After a long time.

The Void Beast raised its head, looked at the sky, eyes full of reminiscence, as if missing an old friend.

...

These events, Ye Feng was unaware of.

At this moment, he was fully focused on transforming Ma Liang’s Brush, finding the array patterns truly complex. Fortunately, his comprehension had greatly increased, and with his improved cultivation, he could cope.

Rumble!

The final wave of catastrophe swiftly arrived.