The Clan Master Can’t possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 220: Chapter 220: The Terrifying Dream, the Five Elements Spirit Sword is Formed

Ye Feng’s eyes widened as he watched the Refining Furnace.

After observing for a while, he noticed that the refining process was stable, with no mishaps, but since he had hurried on his journey today and had been up all night inscribing a Miniature Cave-Heaven Array, it had been mentally and physically exhausting, and his eyelids were getting heavier.

“Forget it, I’ll take a nap first.”

With that, Ye Feng closed his eyes, beginning to rest.

He covered a hundred-meter radius with his Heroic Spirit Power and also had the Wind Spirit Pearl as an early warning system; should any danger arise, he would naturally wake up immediately.

Besides, even if there was danger, Brother Flathead in the next room would likely be the first to rush out and fight.

…

In his dream.

Suddenly, Ye Feng opened his eyes and found himself dressed in special ancient clothing. The fabric in front of him and behind him each bore one character: “Demon” and “King.”

Looking around, he realized that he was standing on the peak of Wan Ren Peak.

Mo Minxi, dressed in flowing sand gowns, kneeled before him, her fallen veil revealing a stunningly beautiful face that inspired pity.

However, a trail of blood hung from the corner of her mouth.

“Young Alliance Leader, what’s wrong with you?”

Ye Feng, not aware that he was in a dream and mistaking it for reality, quickly reached out, trying to help Mo Minxi up from the ground.

“Don’t!”

Mo Minxi’s face filled with horror as she hurriedly backed away while kneeling, her beautiful visage filled with shock, as if she were terrified of him.

“Why are you afraid of me?” Ye Feng scratched his head only to find something odd about his hair. He quickly pulled out a strand, and to his shock, his hair had turned into a bright red, like a tuft of burning flame.

Red hair?

Is that me?

Ye Feng’s breath caught, and he quickly took out a mirror, only to see his reflection.

It was a transformed dragon clan strongman with two horns on his head!

His fiery red hair danced wildly in the wind, his hands were thick and strong, his face rugged, and it was not at all like his usual self. His left corner of the mouth curled, revealing a wicked smile.

“How dare you, Demon Dragon King, let go of our Young Alliance Leader!”

A scolding voice came.

Following the voice, Ye Feng saw the Blue Dragon King leading four Spirit Sea Realm Supreme Elders charging towards him. Their powerful auras overlapped to form a gigantic palm that, with enormous force, pressed down mercilessly.

“I am not the Demon Dragon King, I am Ye Feng!”

Ye Feng tried to speak but found his voice muffled, unable to reach out, and his body acted on its own. His hands automatically formed hand seals, and then he pointed towards the sky.

Roar!

A crimson-golden demon dragon burst forth, its tail lashing out and easily shattering the gigantic palm, before striking the chests of the Blue Dragon King and the other four Spirit Sea Realm experts, causing them to spit blood and fly backwards.

“How… how am I so strong?”

Ye Feng stood in stunned silence.

The next moment, however, he found “himself” flying up to the sky, continuing to wield overwhelming power, easily exploding the Blue Dragon King and the other five Spirit Sea Realm experts as if a demon god had descended!

“Why has my body flown out?”

“No, that’s not my body, it’s someone else’s. My consciousness is still in the original place, and has no connection to the ‘Demon Dragon King.’”

“And this is probably just a dream!”

Ye Feng took out another mirror and saw himself standing in place, ethereal, not belonging to this world.

“No!”

Mo Minxi watched in horror as the five Spirit Sea Realm experts were blown apart, screaming heartrendingly.

The next moment, the Demon Dragon King continued to strike, killing Mo Minxi with a slap.

After that, Ye Feng found the scene in front of him collapsing completely, and he was freed from this bizarre world as he opened his eyes in the real world.

“Ah!”

Ye Feng cried out, touching his forehead to find his body drenched in cold sweat as if he had just gone through a severe illness.

Just then, the clangs and clinks of the Refining Furnace reached his ears.

“So it turns out, everything just now was all a nightmare!”

Ye Feng panted heavily, feeling that the dream was entirely too painful; the Demon Dragon King was terrifyingly powerful, and not even five great Spirit Sea Realm experts were his match.