The Clan Master Can’t possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 73: Chapter 73 On the Importance of Last Hitting, Twin Monsters Attack

Translator: 549690339

“Won?”

The dozen or so cultivators were delighted.

Pat-da!

At that moment, Ye Feng had already landed on the ground, maintaining the action of holding the sword with one hand, the tip of the sword pointing towards the ground, blood flowing down the blade, dripping onto the earth drop by drop.

Although the sound was not loud, in this 300-meter-deep tunnel, it was like thunder, shocking and stirring the heart.

Boom!

Just then, several figures burst through the boulders fallen from the spirit mine and leaped into the tunnel, finally escaping their predicament.

“Haha, we made it out!”

“Great Elder of the Tyrant Blade Sect, and Sect Master of Heixuan Gate, you two traitors who have sided with the Demon Race, now let us finish you off… eh?”

These dozen or so people saw Ye Feng standing with his sword, noticed the blood dripping from its tip, and then saw the motionless body of the Sect Master of Heixuan Gate not far away, their pupils constricting.

Thud!

At this moment, the Great Elder of the Tyrant Blade Sect could not hold on any longer, his body falling to the ground, still in a half-demonic transformation.

“Dead… dead?”

The dozen or so people with dust-covered faces said in astonishment, staring at the scene before them as if in a dream.

After the collapse of the spirit mine, nearly a hundred people were crushed under the boulders, with most still trapped and currently unable to come out.

These dozen or so individuals were all sect leaders from lower and middle-rank sects with cultivation levels above the seventh level of Qi Refinement, so they managed to escape first and planned to gang up on the Great Elder of the Tyrant Blade Sect and the Sect Master of Heixuan Gate.

As they escaped, each sect leader had already thought through their strategies on how to besiege their targets.

But now, they found that reality was different from what they had envisaged.

The Great Elder of the Tyrant Blade Sect and the Sect Master of Heixuan Gate were actually dead!

“What did we miss?”

The recently freed sect leaders hastily asked.

The Sect Leader of the Falling Mountain Sect from among these middle-rank sects searched for their beloved daughter among the disciples and quickly asked, “My daughter, what happened before?”

The girl in red who was called upon pointed at Ye Feng, saying with an admiring face, “Dad, it was Sect Master Ye of the Misty Sect! He alone dealt with the Great Elder of the Tyrant Blade Sect and the Sect Master of Heixuan Gate.”

Upon hearing this, the dozen or so sect leaders all widened their eyes, staring at Ye Feng as if they had seen a ghost, exclaiming in unison, “Sect Master Ye, a mere mortal, how could that be possible?”

At this time, Ye Feng slowly stood up, wiped the blood off the blade, and stored it in his System Space.

“Ah!”

Suddenly, the fallen Great Elder of the Tyrant Blade Sect sprung back to life, his eyes blood-red, he lifted his longsword ready to strike, shouting at the same time, “Ye Feng, even if I die, I will not let you go!”

This moment frightened everyone present.

Even Ye Feng was so surprised that his eyes widened.

Playing dead?

However, Ye Feng was not afraid.

Even if the Great Elder of the Tyrant Blade Sect came back to life, he could kill him again.

As for those dozen or so sect leaders, their eyes were filled with rage.

Upon hearing the Great Elder’s words, they were certain it had indeed been Ye Feng who killed the Sect Master of Heixuan Gate and the Great Elder of the Tyrant Blade Sect!

This news was simply too shocking!

But as they saw the Great Elder of the Tyrant Blade Sect swinging his sword at Ye Feng, the pupils of the sect leaders present constricted, ready to intervene.

Pu-chi!

Suddenly, the Great Elder of the Tyrant Blade Sect stopped in his tracks, looked down at the sword thrust through his chest, his body trembling, trying to look back, but the sword swept sideways, bisecting him.

This time, the Great Elder of the Tyrant Blade Sect was truly dead.

“Sect Master, you forgot to deliver the finishing blow.”

From the darkness, the voice of Mo Ying could be heard.

The next moment, all ten disciples of the Misty Sect gathered, with Shi Lei and Li Jiaojiao extending their hands, casting “Fiery Cloud Palm” to illuminate the vicinity.

“Indeed, I actually forgot to finish him off!”

Ye Feng said, realizing suddenly.

Watching all the disciples arrive, Ye Feng knew they had breached the entrance, then he picked up the Spirit Origin Clock and, without caring whether the Sect Leader of Heixuan Gate was dead or not, smashed it directly onto him.

The already stone-cold Sect Leader of Heixuan Gate: “…”

If he had still been alive, the first thing he would have wanted to say was, “Ye Feng, there is something I am not sure whether I should say or not!”

Although Ye Feng did not know why the Sect Leader of Tyrant Blade Sect had come back to life, this scene had effectively shut all the other sect leaders’ mouths.

“Thank you, Sect Master Ye, for your assistance. We are deeply grateful.”

The attitudes of the various sect leaders changed drastically as they hurriedly expressed their thanks.

They looked at the disciples of the Misty Sect, mistaking their luck for avoiding being crushed when the Spirit Mine cavern collapsed, without realizing that they had used “Earth Escape” to reach the surface.

To everyone’s gratitude, Ye Feng looked at his prestige points continuing to rise, feeling joy in his heart, but his expression remained calm as he waved his hand and said to everyone:

“Don’t mention it, we from Misty Sect just acted as the situation called for… By the way, aren’t the rest of you going to rescue people?”

“Ah! I recall now, I still have nine disciples trapped under the rubble.”

“I have eight disciples!”

“My disciples, your master is here to save you!”

The sect leaders suddenly realized the problem and quickly cast spells to move the fallen rocks and dig out the trapped cultivators.

Half an incense stick later.

Everyone had been freed from the trap.

Although some disciples, with their lower cultivation levels, had been seriously injured, they ultimately held onto their lives.

And Ye Feng took advantage of this moment to complete his looting, taking away anything useful found on the bodies of the Sect Leader of Heixuan Gate and the Great Elder of the Tyrant Blade Sect, naturally including the Mighty Fierce Tiger who had been killed by the Spirit Origin Clock.

Due to the disaster, the sects temporarily lacked the strength to mine the Spirit Mine further and, fearing a secondary collapse of the mine tunnel, hurriedly returned to the surface, standing near the entrance of the cave.

“Who would have thought that the Great Elder of the Tyrant Blade Sect would turn out to be a traitor!”

The Sect Leader of the Falling Mountain Sect looked at the dozen or so Tyrant Blade Sect disciples lying on the ground, barely alive, and frowned.

When the people were dug out from the ruins, everyone found that the Tyrant Blade Sect disciples were all weak, clearly drugged by the Great Elder of their own sect.

“Luckily we had Sect Master Ye turn the tide. We owe him a lot for this one,” the Sect Leader of the Falling Mountain Sect said again.

“Indeed!”

The others concurred.

At this time, Mo Ying asked, “Sect Master, should we return to our sect now, or stay to mine?”

“Let’s go back for now…”

Ye Feng said.

He intentionally said so, but in fact he planned to dispatch his disciples to use “Earth Escape” to go three hundred meters underground and empty out the Spirit Mine.

However, before Ye Feng could finish speaking, everyone suddenly noticed twelve white mists shooting into the sky in the distance and, after describing a perfect parabola in mid-air, they landed around the valley.

Upon closer inspection, they discovered those were twelve two-meter-tall Formation Flags, engraved with complex patterns.

“This is bad, that seems to be a Killing Array!”

The expression of the Falling Mountain Sect Leader changed dramatically.

Hum!

The twelve Formation Flags released a storm, accompanied by an earthy yellow light that shot into the sky, meeting in mid-air to form a dome-shaped barrier about three hundred meters in diameter, trapping everyone within it.

“To think those two pawns would be so useless. At the crucial moment, this Little Wolf General has to take matters into his own hands,”

A chilly voice suddenly came from the depths of the fog.

The crowd followed the voice and saw a tall young man with a robust physique pacing towards them.

Noticing the Little Wolf General’s wolf ears and tail, everyone realized they were facing a powerful Demi-transformed Demon Beast and immediately felt an immense oppressive force.

“A Half-transformed Demon Wolf!”

The Sect Leader of the Falling Mountain Sect exclaimed alarmingly, causing a panic throughout the crowd.

With a cold and indifferent face, the Little Wolf General scanned the crowd and said in a chilling tone, “For killing my pawns, this Wolf General wants your lives!”

“The lives of others I’ll leave to you, but that boy must be handed over to me!” suddenly, another cold voice interjected.