The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

"Big brother, what are you doing?"

The Heavenly Path Spiritual Monkey stood by, his large eyes filled with curiosity, occasionally mimicking Ye Feng's hand-sealing motions, trying to learn but finding it quite difficult.

"I'm crafting a set of Sacred Arms," Ye Feng responded.

"What kind of Sacred Arms?" the Heavenly Path Spiritual Monkey sat on the Heavenly Dao Sword, his hands propping up his chin, incessantly blinking his large eyes.

Ye Feng introduced slowly:

"Speed-type Sacred Arms, once refined, will possess both wind and space abilities, with unmatched speed."

"During the crafting process, I also added various space Array Patterns and Prohibition-Breaking Divine Runes."

"After taking shape, it will also have the ability to break prohibitions."

"Also, this is the finest among all the Divine Weapons I've crafted."

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth slightly lifted.

"Next, we'll begin the forging process!"

Ye Feng took a deep breath, exhaled a majestic surge of vital energy, which condensed into a forging platform one meter tall, with length and width measuring one foot each in the air.

Clang!

At this point, the artifact embryo, which was now the size of a head, was placed by Ye Feng on the forging platform; his hands virtually gripping a hammer forged from his blood energy.

"Divine Rune, be swift!"

Ye Feng inscribed a Divine Rune onto the surface of the hammer, then struck the embryo with the hammer, perfectly imprinting the Divine Rune within it.

"I have to do a similar step a hundred thousand times!"

Thinking about this gave Ye Feng a headache.

However, he applied a hundredfold time acceleration to himself and his speed was no slouch either, so this process only lasted for six hours before it ended.

Clang!

With the final strike, the artifact embryo trembled, soaring into the air and transforming into two half-a-foot-long silver feathers.

Rumbling...

There was a Heavenly Tribulation brewing in the sky.

The Sky Soaring Wings had to endure this grand tribulation, for if they couldn't, they would not become true Sacred Arms.

"Eh!"

Ye Feng realized that this immense tribulation extended beyond the Shenzhou Continent; it was not emanating from Shenzhou's Thunder Saint Hall, but rather from the mysterious Void Fissures, detached from this world.

Crack!

The first bolt of lightning fell, like two Divine Dragons tearing apart the heavens, shaking the entire Shenzhou Continent.

The two Sky Soaring Wings swiftly cleaved through the void.

The next moment.

They transformed into a large pheasant, its body covered in silver, spreading its wings. Every feather on its body shimmered with a metallic sheen, like an indestructible Divine Weapon, boldly withstanding the first wave of the Heavenly Tribulation's impact.

Snap!

The Heavenly Tribulation struck the silver pheasant's body, only to be shaken into fragments by the feathers, unable to inflict any harm.

"Look!"

"Sss!"

"Is that the legendary Silver-winged Roc?"

"It sure looks like it!"

Across the Shenzhou Continent, numerous Cultivators looked up into the sky and saw the silhouette of the Silver-winged Roc.

During the tribulation, the Law Fluctuations produced by the Silver-winged Roc were enough to reach across the Shenzhou instantly.

This time, even those without the Heavenly Eye could see it.

"So there really are Silver-winged Rocs in this world!"

"To ride the winds straight up ninety thousand miles!"

Many people exclaimed in awe.

Beneath the Hardwood Plains.

The Ancient Holy God Overlord Emperor was refining the spine and two arms he had previously obtained, and his aura had restored quite a bit. Yet, he dared not exert his full strength for fear of being discovered.

"So, it is a Silver-winged Roc!"

"However, it seems just to be a set of Sacred Arms, not the real body of the Roc. And I wonder what Ye Feng has been up to recently to be able to craft such Divine Weapons."

"Eh!"

At that moment, the Ancient Holy God felt a surge of life essence burst forth from the Silver-winged Roc.

The other party had actually birthed an Artifact Spirit!

At the summit of Misty Peak.

Ye Feng looked at the Sky Soaring Wings undergoing tribulation, his eyes brimming with astonishment, he said, "The Artifact Spirit of these Sacred Arms is very unique; it seems to automatically select the most suitable master for itself."

So, who could that fortunate person be?

He looked towards Misty Sect, feeling deeply curious.

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High above in the sky.

The silver Dapeng was still undergoing tribulation.

Countless thunderbolts struck down, but none could break through the Dapeng's silver feathers, all shattered by it, causing no damage.

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Wild Desolate Great Canyon.

Qiao Jiaxi was here, eating roasted meat to enhance his qi and blood when suddenly, he felt something odd.

This feeling was as if he was being watched by a mysterious person.

"Is there danger?"

Qiao Jiaxi lifted his head, looked around with a solemn expression in his eyes, his vigorous qi and blood erupted, giving off a palpitation as if facing a Void Break Realm Physical Cultivator.

The next moment.

Qiao Jiaxi fixated on the silver Dapeng undergoing tribulation high in the sky, feeling a faint sense of familiarity with it.

"Is that… a silver Dapeng?"

Qiao Jiaxi scratched his head.

For some reason, on seeing the silver Dapeng, he felt a blood connection, as if the other party existed solely for him.

"What a strange feeling!"

Qiao Jiaxi scratched his head again and continued to eat the roasted meat, absorbing the vast qi and blood to breach a higher realm.

High above in the sky.

The last wave of tribulation descended.

Endless thunderbolts fell from the fissures of time and space, striking the silver Dapeng, causing it to collapse and transform into two silver feathers, one on the left and one on the right.

From afar, they looked like a pair of wings.

"Did it fail its tribulation?"

When people noticed the disappearance of the silver Dapeng and only two feathers remaining, they thought it was struck dead.

But only Ye Feng knew, this was a success.

After all, the Imperial Sky Wings were originally two feathers, so revealing their true form now was quite normal.

Rip!

They suddenly tore through the void and vanished.

"Going to find their master?"

Ye Feng watched as the sky gradually returned to calm, then turned his gaze towards Wild Desolate Great Canyon, realizing the Imperial Sky Wings had actually gone there.

Below the Hardwood Plains.

The Ancient Holy God was quite astonished.

"It seems that the Sacred Arms have chosen Jia Xi!"

Despite being surprised, the Ancient Holy God was nonetheless very pleased. With these Sacred Arms capable of manifesting the silver Dapeng, Qiao Jiaxi's advancement would be much faster.

Wild Desolate Great Canyon.

Qiao Jiaxi had eaten to his fill, his stomach bloated; he lay on the ground, rubbing his belly, thinking of taking a deep sleep.

Rip!

Two silver lights suddenly appeared and in front of Qiao Jiaxi, they turned into two half-foot-long silver feathers.

"Is this… silver chicken feathers?"

Qiao Jiaxi looked at the floating Imperial Sky Wings, scratching his head, confused.

Boom!

He did not know that his words had successfully angered the Imperial Sky Wings, and their terrifying Saint Might burst forth in an instant, blasting Qiao Jiaxi away, crashing through several mountains, and ending up in a pile of ruins.

"How dare you strike at His Majesty, ask for a beating!"

The nearby Barbarian Heavenly Emperor roared, but before he could act, he only heard a "snap," and was also sent flying by the Imperial Sky Wings.

High above in the sky.

Ye Feng looked down upon Wild Desolate Great Canyon.

"No wonder Jia Xi got hit; he called the Imperial Sky Wings 'chicken feathers,' getting hit was not surprising!"

Ye Feng muttered under his breath.

The Imperial Sky Wings were Sacred Arms, and even though they weren't graded in terms of quality, if one considered speed alone, not even those in the Heavenly Saint Realm could match them.

Such Sacred Arms were indeed very proud.

Rumble!

Qiao Jiaxi shattered the rocks buried on top of him and, staring at the Imperial Sky Wings flying towards him, exclaimed in shock, "So, you're not chicken feathers! You're the silver Dapeng that appeared in the sky just now!"

"Screech!"

The two feathers, as if complimented, let out a sharp cry, instantly swept across the sky, and appeared behind Qiao Jiaxi, one on the left and one on the right, stabbing into him.

"Ah!"

Qiao Jiaxi felt as if his back was on fire, unbearably painful, and he couldn't help but let out a miserable scream, continuously grabbing at his back, but the pain intensified.

This feeling was very peculiar.

It was as if a pair of wings had sprouted from his back!

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