The Clan Master Can’t possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 533: Chapter 533: Ye Feng’s Calculations, Prospects of the Star-Stepping Plan

Upon this Ancient Life Star.

All the Demon Race were in fear.

Because the only Demon Emperor on the ancient star had become enraged!

The numerous Demon Race prostrating on the ground could all feel the terrifying momentum erupting from the body of the Great Elder of the Horn-Fluff Tribe.

Even those Demon Kings at the Divine Origin Realm were trying their best to conceal their own aura, afraid of provoking the ire of the Great Elder of the Horn-Fluff Tribe.

“Great Elder of the Horn-Fluff Tribe, why are you so angry?”

In the sky, a deep and unusual voice was heard.

Under the shocked gaze of countless Demon Race.

A giant tree floated over, suspended in the canopy of the sky, with several majestic figures standing at its top.

“Ancestor of Tree Demons, what are you doing here?” The Great Elder of the Horn-Fluff Tribe raised his head and spoke to the leading figure in a displeased tone.

“I have come, naturally, to discuss a collaboration,” the Ancestor of Tree Demons said, with his hands behind his back and a sinister smile on his face.

“Collaborate?”

“Indeed!”

“In what regard?”

“To invade the Shenzhou Continent, and incidentally, to suppress a certain Sect Master together. However, when killing this person, I must be the one to take action personally,”

“What is this person’s cultivation level?”

“Once a Half-step Void Break, now his cultivation has been crippled. Perhaps, he might even be dead already.”

“Hmm… Agreed!”

The two Ancients quickly reached a consensus and then began to outline a more detailed plan.

…

Ye Feng had no idea the two Ancients knew each other.

At this time, the disciples had already scattered to continue their training on the First Level Battlefield.

Li Zilong was guarding the rest hall.

Others went about their business.

Ye Feng was alone in the grasslands where the Horned Horse tribe resided, extending his hand to reveal complex runes flowing in his palm.

When closing the spatial rifts, he had kept a trick up his sleeve.

As long as he was in this area, he could reassemble these special array patterns at any time, determine the spatial coordinates of the Horn-Fluff Tribe’s territory, and then open a new rift.

Then it would be his turn to counterattack the Horn-Fluff Tribe.

Of course, to counterattack, he had to first test the power of the Holy Divine Form; otherwise, opening a spatial rift would be akin to delivering himself up on a platter.

“Retrieve!”

Ye Feng’s arm shook, and all the runes vanished.

He returned to the Sixth Level Battlefield, bringing with him the five peak Demon King level beasts that he had just subdued, and continued to sweep the surroundings, subduing more beasts to enhance his strength.

Three days later.

Ye Feng was suspended ten thousand miles high above the Sixth Level Battlefield, flanked by fifteen Demon King level beasts.

Mysterious Turtle, Totem Snake, Flying Heaven Sparrow…

Counting Brother Flathead and other Mountain Guardian Spirit Beasts, the total number of Spirit Beasts in the Spirit Beast Pavilion reached 70, an unprecedentedly powerful force.

Ye Feng did not continue recruiting new beasts.

“I must enter a battlefield of level seven or higher, directly subdue Demon Emperor-level beasts. One of them is worth ten of the others, that would be better,” Ye Feng thought to himself.

Subduing lower-realm Demonic Beasts and raising their strength through cultivation was possible, but too slow.

Rather than spending so much time and effort on arduous cultivation, it was better to pick a ready-made Demon Emperor, or even a Demon Emperor.

With this thought in mind, Ye Feng felt it was necessary to take a trip outside.

For instance, to a place teeming with powerful Demonic Beasts of the Demon Race, to attempt subduing powerful Demonic Beasts.

Or, to recruit powerful individuals into the Misty Sect.

“The Mystique Kingdom has been promoted to a Four Star-Level Force and has a large Teleportation Array that leads to Jiaoyang Holy City. I can go to Jiaoyang Holy City and then find out where there are powerful Demonic Beasts, before deciding on my next destination,” said Ye Feng as he made his plan.

Then, he turned around and looked at the starry sky shrouded by black mist, flying towards it.

Ten thousand miles away.

Ye Feng and the fifteen peak Demon Kings with him were exposed to the expanse of space, their bodies coated in frost, unable to breathe.