The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

"Tyrant Emperor, what's wrong?"

Ye Feng was full of doubts.

Why sigh out of the blue?

Swoosh!

The Eternal Ancient Stone Coffin opened, and the broken right arm was also absorbed into the ground, then the voice of the Ancient Holy God continued:

"The left arm and spine are well-preserved."

"What a pity!"

"More than ninety percent of the origin of my right arm has been lost. Restoring it will be extremely difficult."

The Ancient Holy God felt helpless.

Countless people had refined his right arm, leading to severe loss of its origin.

Even the power divine runes inside had disappeared.

Otherwise, how could a mere Four Star Transcendent Spirit Treasure level Eternal Ancient Stone Coffin have sealed his right arm?

In the coming time, he would have to re-imbue the right arm with power divine runes to restore some of its strength.

"However, it's already good to have it back."

The Ancient Holy God knew to be satisfied, "Next, I just need the legs, and the main parts of my torso will be complete."

"Don't worry, Senior. If I can encounter your other body parts, I'll definitely try my best to retrieve them."

Ye Feng patted his chest as a guarantee.

He was quite envious of the power divine runes on the Ancient Holy God's body. Every time he found a part of the body, he could also gain new divine runes, helping him undergo a strengthening.

Overall, this was also considered an opportunity.

"You are indeed thoughtful," the Ancient Holy God shifted his tone, "I need to refine the body first, please wait."

"Please proceed, Senior."

Ye Feng nodded, packed up the three stone coffins, sat cross-legged on the ground, and quietly waited.

After a brief period.

A slightly weathered voice arose from beneath the ground.

"The preliminary refinement is complete."

The Ancient Holy God murmured.

Ye Feng used his Divine Sense to scan the area below, grasping the general situation and knowing the current state of the Ancient Holy God.

He was still in a semi-skeletal state.

The skull was still a skull, but it had now connected with the spine, which, at a distance from each side, had the left and right arms appearing.

Among them, the right arm was much smaller than the left.

It looked malnourished.

Between the arms and the spine, due to the absence of a torso, it seemed emptiness prevailed.

As for the legs, there was still no sign of them.

Now, the Ancient Holy God's arms, spine, and skull were enveloped by a hazy light of the power domain, looking like an ethereal body was present.

Ye Feng could even see the face of the Ancient Holy God.

Though illusory, it gave a strange sense of reality.

"What a handsome face!"

Ye Feng couldn't help but think to himself.

The face of the Ancient Holy God resembled a middle-aged man, roughly in his forties or fifties in human years.

His face bore a bit of stubble, making him appear bold and powerful.

"Have you seen enough?"

The voice of the Ancient Holy God slowly sounded.

Taken aback, Ye Feng chuckled and said, "Tyrant Emperor looks quite young, and handsome too. Surely when you were younger, you must have been a suave figure in Tianzhou."

The Ancient Holy God was a prince of the Ancient Giant God Clan.

Such a person must have been very popular.

Hearing Ye Feng's words, the Ancient Holy God sighed lightly, filled with regret, and said:

"Heroes don't dwell on past bravery. I'm no longer at my peak. These old stories can be dismissed as dreams of fleeting glories."

Ye Feng sensed a deep sense of helplessness.

When thought about, it indeed seemed sad. Once the third-ranked on the Power God Ranking, now fallen to such a fate.

The disparity was vast.

Ye Feng thought for a moment and said, "I reached Tianzhou, joined the Holy Spirit Sect, participated in the top talent conference, seized first place, and later... I stood before the Black Stone Hall."

Upon hearing this, the Ancient Holy God had no reaction.

Ye Feng secretly thought the opponent's resolve was extremely strong, so he continued, "The guidance of the Spirit Venerable benefited me greatly, and he also mentioned you, saying the Tyrant Emperor is a very strong person."

The Ancient Holy God still remained unmoved.

"This guy, truly impenetrable!"

Ye Feng couldn't help but mutter to himself.

After pondering for a moment, he continued, "Tyrant Emperor, just before I was transmitting away, I was attacked by an invincible purple aura, which caused my transmission route to deviate, trapping me in a black hole."

Upon hearing this, the Ancient Holy God's expression slightly changed.

In those eyes, the flames burning within grew more intense, and even Ye Feng felt a strong burning sensation.

"That's my mortal enemy!"

The Ancient Holy God finally spoke.

"Back then, the Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor and other five peak powerhouses surrounded me, but they couldn't breach my defense at all. If it weren't for that person's interference, I wouldn't have been dismembered."

"Do you know why my remains were sealed after the great battle?"

"In the end, it was because they were too potent; apart from that person, no one else could destroy them, so they could only be sealed."

These words made Ye Feng's eyes blaze.

"That person, was it the Thunder Emperor, or the Sword God?"

Ye Feng could not help but earnestly ask.

The Ancient Holy God shook his head and said, "Knowing too much is not good for you, I can only say, it wasn't them, nor anyone you have encountered."

"The Immortal Clan from the Immortal Realm?" Ye Feng frowned.

The fact that the person was neither the Thunder Emperor nor the Sword God was indeed beyond Ye Feng's expectations.

"Not them either," shook the Ancient Holy God, "We don't know who it was, the person is very mysterious, having assaulted the Thunder Emperor and the Sword God before they attacked me."

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng's face changed dramatically.

A million years have passed, and the Nine Great Heavenly Venerables are probably no longer of this world; in the Three Thousand Great Worlds, the strongest are likely the top three in the Power God Ranking.

Thunder Emperor, Sword God, Tyrant Emperor.

And now, there appeared a peak powerhouse capable of severely wounding the Ancient Holy God, which was truly unbelievable.

"The opponent is very mysterious; I suspect it's a descendant from the Myriads of Cosmic Clans trying to overthrow the rule of the Human Race."

The Ancient Holy God speculated.

Ye Feng nodded, agreeing, "It seems quite plausible."

The Human Race rose over the corpses of the Myriads of Cosmic Clans.

The descendants of the Myriad Clans detesting the Human Race was only natural.

As long as they could topple the Thunder Emperor, Sword God, and Tyrant Emperor from their pedestals, the day when the Myriad Clans would rule the Three Thousand Realms again would return.

The consecutive attacks against the Thunder Emperor, Sword God, and Tyrant Emperor were likely to ascertain their own strength.

"The Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor and those five provocateurs were also instigated by that person behind the scenes." The Ancient Holy God added, "Any more questions?"

Ye Feng wanted to ask about the relationship between the Spirit Venerable and the Tyrant Emperor but thought better of it and decided against it.

"No more." Ye Feng shook his head.

"Since you have no more questions, then I shall pass on the complete version of the Power Divine Rune to you."

The Ancient Holy God sighed, "My Origin is not abundant anymore, I cannot continue to aid you. I will teach you the Power Divine Rune, imprint it in your bones, it will augment your strength, use it well!"

"Many thanks, senior!"

Ye Feng gave his thanks with a bow.

The next moment.

The intact left hand of the Ancient Holy God moved, using the index finger as a pen tip, tracing in the void, leaving behind numerous golden Divine Runes laden with a profound aura.

Any one of these runes, if imprinted in the bones of an ordinary cultivator, would grant them a hundred million tons of Giant Strength.

And now, there was an innumerable amount of runes in the air.

Imprinted altogether in the bones, they could boost the strength by untold billions of tons, enough to lift a world.

Ye Feng continually observed.

He concurrently used the Eye of Insight and the Heart of Wisdom to refine some of the imperfect Divine Runes.

"You could actually improve my Divine Runes?"

The Tyrant Emperor was surprised once he received Ye Feng's feedback.

Those runes were the result of his lifetime's research, deemed flawless by himself, yet Ye Feng found imperfections and perfected them.

"Heh heh, just a stroke of luck!"

Ye Feng was not arrogant.