The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 1022 - : The Ultimate Swift Sword

Jian Nan Yi's Sword Soul spoke,

"Since you too are an Invincible Supreme, you must possess your own Consciousness Domain. We can spar within it."

Ye Feng nodded, "No problem."

Having said that, he sat cross-legged on the ground.

Jian Nan Yi's Sword Soul brought his palms together, and immediately, a special Consciousness Domain emanated, covering only a radius of ten meters, engulfing Ye Feng within it.

The next moment.

Ye Feng found himself in a vast and boundless land.

Here, he saw a graceful young man carrying a longsword. A gust of wind caused his robe to flutter, and with his starry eyes and sword-shaped eyebrows, he looked like a peerless Sword Immortal.

At this time, both of their Cultivation Levels were at the Peak of the Saint Entry Realm.

Truly, it was a battle of equals.

"I have followed the path of the ultimate Swift Sword. Even in my Consciousness Space, it is the same. Fellow Daoist, brace yourself for my sword!"

With a slight intent, Jian Nan Yi's sword immediately unsheathed itself from behind him, gripped in his hand, swiftly reaching the Man-Sword Unity Realm.

"What formidable Sword Dao talent!"

Ye Feng was startled inside.

He had to admit that Jian Nan Yi was truly very strong, having merged all his power into the Sword Dao, entering the real Man-Sword Unity Realm.

In a single thought, Sword Qi stretched for eighty thousand miles.

The heavens would tremble for it!

Clang!

Jian Nan Yi struck first with his sword.

In an instant, everywhere Ye Feng's gaze could reach was filled with countless sword shadows, swift as lightning, leaving him almost unable to react in time.

Rip!

Ye Feng's body was slashed, exiting the Consciousness Space, and he opened his eyes to meet Jian Nan Yi's astonished look.

"Fellow Daoist, how could you be so weak?"

Jian Nan Yi was puzzled.

Ye Feng instantly flushed with embarrassment, "Your Swift Sword is truly too strong. I actually forgot to defend just now."

"Er…let's go again!" Jian Nan Yi spoke.

The next moment, the Consciousness Space opened once again.

Both of them appeared in the vast and infinite Consciousness Space, standing a hundred meters apart, gazes meeting.

"One Thought!"

Ye Feng had no choice but to immediately use this Divine Skill. The power of countless laws strengthened him, causing his Telekinesis to soar.

Jian Nan Yi struck with his sword again.

In a flash.

Countless Sword Qi engulfed the entire Consciousness Space, swallowing Ye Feng whole, seemingly slicing him into pieces.

Seeing this, Jian Nan Yi felt disappointed.

"Something's not right!"

"We are both Invincible Supremes, in an equal duel, yet why can I defeat him in an instant? Could it be that the current Invincible Supremes have become weak? Their combat power is not like it used to be?"

That was the only thing Jian Nan Yi could think.

"Not a bad sword." Just then, amidst the myriad of sword shadows, Ye Feng's voice resounded.

Boom!

The next moment, countless lights burst forth, tearing Jian Nan Yi's sword shadows into sky-filled fragments.

A figure slowly stepped forward.

This person was Ye Feng.

"Eh! You actually broke my Swift Sword. It seems this is your true strength, right? Worthy of being an Invincible Supreme. In a battle of equals, only you could make me feel pressure."

Jian Nan Yi laughed heartily.

"You are very strong," Ye Feng said.

If it weren't for relying on the Divine Ability "One Thought" in the Consciousness Space, he simply wouldn't be able to beat Jian Nan Yi.

Indeed, the Invincible Supreme was truly terrifying!

"Sword Dao Clash!"

Jian Nan Yi struck with his sword again, reaching Ye Feng's side in an instant, sword in both hands, fast as lightning.

"Too fast!"

Ye Feng's pupils contracted, and in an instant, he dodged, but Jian Nan Yi's sword followed like a persistent maggot, tracing his movements rapidly.

With no other choice, Ye Feng brought his palms together, attempting to trap Jian Nan Yi's Swift Sword.

However, Jian Nan Yi only wore a slight smile on his lips.

Swoosh!

The Swift Sword quickly retracted, dodging Ye Feng's pincer attack and thrust rapidly once again, a move that any other at the Peak Saint Entry Realm would have had no chance of evading.

But, Ye Feng was no ordinary man.

With a sweep of his arm, he deflected Jian Nan Yi's Swift Sword and then, enveloped in a golden aura, began to launch a rapid succession of punches.

The mere wind from his fists caused the surroundings to roar deafeningly.

"Dual Cultivation of Magic and Body!"

Jian Nan Yi burst out laughing and didn't panic, swinging his sword to constantly block Ye Feng's Quick Fist without being at a disadvantage.

As an Invincible Supreme from ten thousand years ago, Jian Nan was invincible in his own realm, unafraid of anyone in a same-rank battle.

Even if Ye Feng was a newly risen Invincible Supreme.

"What a fast sword!"

Ye Feng's punches were extremely fast, and each packed a powerful force. Even an ordinary Heavenly Saint standing in front of him would be blasted away in an instant.

But Jian Nan Yi was able to block effortlessly.

The two of them fought back and forth, neither able to gain an upper hand.

Within the Consciousness Space, Ye Feng threw himself wholeheartedly into the fight, experiencing a completely different kind of joy in battle.

Several hours later.

Ye Feng landed a punch that burst through Jian Nan Yi's chest, but he too was pierced by the Swift Sword, making them evenly matched.

"You really are strong, exhilarating!"

Jian Nan Yi laughed loudly.

"You are also strong, the strongest opponent I've encountered at the same rank," Ye Feng praised.

In the outside world now, anyone at his rank who fought him would be instantly killed, often transcending realms to defeat his enemies.

But here, he had finally met his match.

Sadly, Jian Nan Yi had fallen.

If not for the fact he was an Invincible Supreme who had left behind his Sword Soul, Ye Feng would have had no chance to spar with him.

The next moment.

The Consciousness Space dissipated.

Ye Feng's consciousness returned to his body, while Jian Nan Yi's Sword Soul drifted in midair, turning into a half-transparent, elegant young master.

"Alas! Lonely as snow!"

Jian Nan Yi looked out, "Pity, I can only move within thirty feet of my own grave. Otherwise, I would definitely go and spar with the Heroic Spirits of other Invincible Supremes."

Ye Feng asked, "Fellow Daoist, have you truly fallen?"

Jian Nan Yi nodded, "Yes, I fell ten thousand years ago. Although my Sword Soul remains and all memories are intact, I can only move around near my own grave. It's immeasurably lonely."

Ye Feng smiled, "I have a disciple named Mo Ying, who also practices the Swift Sword. How about letting her become your apprentice?"

Jian Nan Yi immediately nodded, excited, "Yes! I am very unwilling to let my Ultimate Fast Sword vanish, if it could be passed down to others, that would be wonderful."

"Then I'll have her come right now." Ye Feng immediately sent a message to Mo Ying, who was nearby.

At this moment, Ye Feng remembered something, "Fellow Daoist, you said you came from the Nantian Sword Sect in Dizhou of the Three Thousand Realms. Is it the Sect guarded by the Nantian Sword Emperor, who ranks fifth on the Power Stele?"

Jian Nan Yi nodded, "That's right."

Ye Feng lamented,

"Heaven and earth are boundless, east south west north and center... Dizhou is also one of the Nine Great Upper Worlds of the Three Thousand Realms. Legend has it that it's a land with many exceptional people. Unfortunately, I've never had the chance to visit."

"You are still alive and have the Mark of Void; going to Dizhou would be convenient for you," said Jian Nan Yi.

Seeing his calm tone, Ye Feng was puzzled and asked, "Fellow Daoist, you've only perished for ten thousand years, so your comrades should still be alive, right? Don't you miss them?"

Jian Nan Yi shook his head, "I have no friends."

Ye Feng, "How is that possible?"

Jian Nan Yi said,

"It's a long story."

"My parents, who were Outer Sect Elders of the Nantian Sword Sect, were only at the One-Turn Quasi-Saint Level. Soon after I was born, they perished while on a mission."

"Later, I was raised by my master, Elder Long Jian."

"I was a loner from a young age and didn't have a single friend."

"The year I turned ten, my master Elder Long Jian also perished on a mission, and I became even more solitary, immersing myself in endless sword practice every day."

"It was with the sword that I found my companionship."

"I don't know how much time passed, but my Swift Sword grew stronger and stronger until I became invincible among my peers in Dizhou."

"Many seniors fell beneath my sword."

"After that, people would only respect me from a distance."

"Friends became even more out of the question."

"Life is indeed lonely as snow!"

Jian Nan Yi sighed helplessly.