The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 242: 242: Pacifying Demon City, Hu Yuan’s Little Tail

Chapter 242: Chapter 242: Pacifying Demon City, Hu Yuan’s Little Tail
In the Liuyun Mountain Range, everyone was already beyond words.

Had Ye Feng truly slain the Demon King?!

Although it was hard to believe, everyone had witnessed the entire process with their own eyes. After a long silence, cheers erupted from them all.

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“The Demon King has really been slain by Sect Master Ye!”

“What was that ball of light just now?”

“It seems to be the soul of the Demon King. It’s a pity that Sect Master Ye didn’t pursue it and let it escape.”

“However, the soul of that Demon King seems weak. Now, without a physical body, it retains at most one-tenth of its strength and is no longer a match for a Sect Master-level powerhouse like us.”

The leaders of the various sects shifted their gaze back from the sky and together with the cultivators present, looked towards Ye Feng with a mix of admiration, wariness, and respect.

Especially Qingyun Zhenren, who felt both joy and sorrow.

He was happy that the Demon King had been sliced apart and that the vendetta of the Qingyun Mountain Range had been avenged. The sorrow was because Ye Feng’s strength was so terrifyingly profound that, compared to the battle with Yunhua Sect, it had increased several times over.

This gave Qingyun Zhenren an intensely strong feeling of helplessness.

“I thought that by grasping Sword Intent, I could suppress Ye Feng, but who knew, I was too hasty…”

Qingyun Zhenren loosened his grip on his sword and slumped to the ground.

The City Lord of Sanyuan City twitched the corner of his mouth as he looked at Ye Feng.

He remembered advising Ye Feng to “run away” just a moment ago. Yet, not long after, Ye Feng had publicly slain the Demon King, which was embarrassingly unexpected!

If he had known how strong Ye Feng was, he would have declared, in front of Ye Feng, that he would rather die than surrender, and vowed to battle until the Demon King was destroyed. That way, he might have gained Ye Feng’s favor.

But despite all calculations, the City Lord of Sanyuan City had still miscalculated.

“From now on, everyone from all the major forces will know I’m a coward who flees from battle. A lifetime of reputation destroyed in an instant, sigh…”

The more the City Lord of Sanyuan City thought about it, the more dejected he felt.

“Sect Master Ye, I cannot thank you enough for stepping in to assist today,” the Sect Leader of Liuyun Sect flew over, bowing deeply to Ye Feng, his gratitude clearly overflowing.

“Thank you, Sect Master Ye, for avenging my elder brother. From this day forward, Gong Qingqiu will follow your lead.” Gong Qingqiu gave a graceful bow.

She was from Shuiyang City, the precursor to Demon City. But when Huyuan led the Demon Race Army into the city, apart from her, no one survived. It was a horrific sight.

The slaying of the Demon King by Ye Feng was of tremendous significance to her.

This matter surpassed everything else.

“My friends, there’s no need for formalities. Although Demon King Huyuan has been slain by me, his soul has escaped and hasn’t truly perished. We must seize the opportunity to storm Demon City and quell the chaos,” said Ye Feng, wielding the Five Elements Spirit Sword, surrounded by the White Bone Sword Array, his voice filled with a warm affinity.

Hearing this, everyone nodded.

“To Demon City, slay the Demon Race!”

“Charge!”

All the cultivators present set off.

As they passed by the Qingyun Mountain Range, the disciples of Qingyun Sect heard that the Demon King Huyuan had been slain and were invigorated, forming a massive army of thousands to attack Demon City.

Demon City.

The pig demon “Zhu Yongfu,” transformed by Souhun Zhenren, was supervising the Demon Race hauling bricks atop the mountain when he suddenly spotted a dense shadow of people approaching from the southeast.

“Ye Feng!” Upon seeing the handsome figure at the forefront riding a white bone sword, Souhun Zhenren was so scared that his soul nearly flew out. He didn’t care to think twice and ran for his life.

In the sky.

Looking down at the vast Demon City, Ye Feng said solemnly, “Friends, Demon City lies before us, attack!”

With those words, he swung the Five Elements Spirit Sword, activated the Capture Five Elements Vortex, and slashed out a colossal net of swords that enveloped the entire Demon City.

“That was too close!”

Outside the city, Souhun Zhenren was running wildly.

He glanced back at Demon City, now covered by the sword net, filled with fear and relief that he had been outside the city transporting bricks, narrowly escaping disaster.

“Charge!”

The thousands of cultivators present entered Demon City through the opening left by Ye Feng’s sword net and commenced a hunt against the tens of thousands of Demon Race dwelling there.

“Audacious! How dare you run wild in our Demon City? Beware of the Demon King’s fury,” bellowed a Middle-Rank Demon General who soared into the sky, turning into a gigantic black crow, spewing scorching flames, attempting to incinerate all cultivators.

Shred!

Ye Feng cut him down with a single sword stroke and shouted loudly, “Demon King Huyuan has been slain by me, the Sect Master! Demon City, today you shall fall!”

Bang!

Ye Feng threw Huyuan’s corpse onto the ground, smashing through a huge dome building; all demons looked at the majestic and imposing body of the Demon King as if struck by lightning.

“Impossible, absolutely impossible!”

“How could our great and peerless Demon King be killed?”

“I don’t believe it!”

Many Demon Generals roared, attempting to resist.

But Qingyun Zhenren, Sect Leader of Liuyun Sect, Gong Qingqiu, and many other Sect Master-level powerhouses struck simultaneously, blowing their bodies apart, causing them to fall on the spot.

Ye Feng walked around the city, searching for Huyuan’s soul body.

It was a pity that Huyuan was too cunning.

He did not return to Demon City, instead, he fled to other places and hid.

“Thankfully, Huyuan’s soul body isn’t strong enough, or else if he had already stepped into the Spirit Sea Realm, even just his soul body would still be a terrifying opponent,” Ye Feng muttered as he looked around.

After that, he collected Huyuan’s remains and quietly converted a large amount of spirit blood from the fallen demons, storing it in the System Space.

In this battle, he was the biggest winner!

After a fierce battle of nearly half an hour, the vast majority of Demon Generals had been annihilated, more than half of the middle and high-rank Demon Soldiers had also been executed, and only a few weaker members of the demon race were taken prisoner, awaiting their fate.

Underground of Demon City.

Gong Qingqiu looked at this ten-meter-long serpentine Spirit Vein and found that the head of the Spirit Vein had been shattered, many of the essential jade stones were missing from the main body, beyond repair, and the most crucial Spiritual Vein Core had vanished without a trace.

“Damn it!”

Gong Qingqiu clenched her fists.

Demon City, originally Shuiyang City, had a Miniature Spirit Vein, and all the people in the city had been devoured by the demons, leading to huge losses. And now, even the Spirit Vein was gone.

This meant that Shuiyang City had completely become history.

Even if it could be rebuilt, people would have to be relocated from elsewhere.

But without the Spirit Vein, Shuiyang City couldn’t possibly return to its former prosperity and glory.

“Elder brother, fellow Elders, countless citizens of the city, it’s my incompetence that could not even preserve the foundation of Shuiyang City!” Gong Qingqiu knelt on the ground, kowtowing to the entire city.

The crowd stood behind her, silent.

A bustling Star-Level City had just vanished, completely submerged in the river of history, evoking sighs of lament.

The disciples of Qingyun Sect also felt a sorrow akin to when the hare weeps for the dying fox.

Compared to Shuiyang City, at least two-thirds of Qingyun Sect’s cultivators had survived, and although they lost the Spirit Vein, there was still a glimmer of hope.

“Condolences,” Liu Yuzhi placed her hand on Gong Qingqiu’s shoulder, looking at the smoke-filled Demon City and sighed lightly.

Before long, the group ventured deep underground.

A severely injured Demon General lay on the ground, trampled on the back by an angry Gong Qingqiu, who scolded, “Where is the ancestral land of the Three-tailed Fox Clan? Speak, or I will behead you now!”

“The ancestral land is in an underground cave tens to hundreds of miles from here, the very place you Shuiyang City cultivators accidentally stumbled into. I’ve told you the location, now spare me!” the Demon General pleaded for his life.

Crack.

Gong Qingqiu crushed the Demon General with her foot.

How could she possibly spare these ill-intentioned Demon Generals?

“Let’s go to the ancestral land,” said Ye Feng.

“Alright,” the various Sect Masters nodded in agreement.

Now that they had learned of the whereabouts of the ancestral land of the Three-tailed Fox Clan, they had to strike quickly to prevent Huyuan from escaping.

Tens of miles away.

A light shot up from the Blood Pool, and the face of Huyuan was faintly visible.

His face was twisted with ferocity as he glanced at the drained Blood Pool.

“Having absorbed the last of the Blood Pool’s power, it’s enough for this king to seize a new body and resurrect. Once I have undergone thirty years of arduous cultivation, truly entered the Spirit Sea Realm, and mastered those few secret techniques, you will all pay back a thousandfold!”

Having said this, Huyuan traveled through the passages of the ancestral land, sneaking into the deep underground, turning several corners and speeding off into the distance.

He was unaware that a strange shadow was stealthily following not far behind, both racing towards the distant north.