Clan Leader: My strength equals to that of the entire clan

Chapter 533: 132: Behind the Scenes Puppeteer, I, Ye Fan, Will Remember You_1

Chapter 533: Chapter 132: Behind the Scenes Puppeteer, I, Ye Fan, Will Remember You_1
 

As Ye Fan’s cultivation level rises, the Bloodline Power he can exert becomes increasingly potent.

The Heijiao True God is now demonstrating a might even more formidable than the Buddha’s True God when he used the secret technique. Nonetheless, he is still no match for Ye Fan.

Ye Fan has been constantly improving.

A few scales, still attached to the flesh, were torn off by Ye Fan. The body of the Heijiao True God quickly retreated, his wounds healing at an impressive rate.

For a True God, even if the flesh is destroyed, it can be swiftly recreated.

However, the regenerated body cannot match the potency of a Divine Body nurtured by Divine Power for a substantial period.

Gauging the injuries he currently sustained, the Heijiao True God would have to expend tremendous resources to heal his Divine Body back to its original state.

Resources capable of nurturing a Divine Body are indeed exceptionally precious.

As the fight continues, the Heijiao True God is wearing out more and more.

“Great Saint of Thousands of Leaves, you cannot beat me, how about putting an end to this fight? You may depart, I assure you I will not bother you again!”

Weighing the pros and cons, the Heijiao True God took the initiative to sue for peace.

After all, although Ye Fan possesses the upper hand, he still cannot defeat him in a short time.

Even if the Arrogant True God joined him, the situation would remain the same.

The full-blown counterattack of a dying True God Realm power is quite terrifying.

It might not pose a threat to the True God, but the others in the True God’s force would be unable to withstand the final desperate onslaught of a True God.

Admitting defeat isn’t a big deal either.

If the fight continues in this way, it will only consume even more resources. From the perspective of the Heijiao True God, it would be a sensible move.

“Oh, do you genuinely believe that I can’t kill you?”

Ye Fan revealed a broad grin.

The words made the Heijiao True God tense up, a sinking feeling creeping into his mind.

This Great Saint, he couldn’t possibly have a way to end his life!

It’s impossible, it would already be an improbable act for a Great Saint to have such combat strength.

If he possesses the potential to end my life, it will be absolutely impossible.

“Dominant Bloodline, ultimate form!”

A punch filled with unflinching determination!

His first move is a lethal attack!

Ye Fan had already used this trick once before.

But this time he used it, he seemed even more comfortable and practiced.

An endless stream of power converged on Ye Fan’s fist.

Then, he launched his punch without hesitation!

Experiencing a sudden change in the intensity of Ye Fan’s power, the Heijiao True God felt an immediate threat of death, causing his dragon scales to quiver.

I’m going to die, this punch genuinely has the power to kill me!

“I admit defeat, I submit!”

Faced with the danger of death, the Heijiao True God spoke up instantly, trying to interrupt Ye Fan’s killer move.

Unfortunately, under this punch, the most Ye Fan could do was try his best to spare the precious body of the Heijiao True God.

As for halting the punch, Ye Fan indicated that he couldn’t.

The punch didn’t hit the body of the Heijiao True God.

Rather, it blasted into the River of Time, completely annihilating the True Spirit of the Heijiao True God.

Without the True Spirit, no creature can continue to survive.

Whew!

Ye Fan exhaled a deep breath and took a moment to feel his current state.

There was no hint of his body crumbling, just a feeling of overexertion.

With his current condition, another punch wouldn’t pose too much of a problem.

From one punch to two, this was already significant progress.

After all, this punch was no ordinary one. Instead, it was strong enough to kill an average True God.

The world again fell into mourning because of the fall of a True God!

Even the Great Cultivators could not maintain their peace of mind under the influence of such mourning.

Seeing the unmoving body of the Heijiao True God, everyone finally realized what had happened.

A power from the True God Realm has just fallen?

In the clan grounds of the Jiao Long tribe, the statue of the Heijiao True God collapsed with a loud crash.

Without Divine Power supporting it, the True God statue could no longer stand.

This situation sent the Jiao Long Clan into immediate chaos.

Wasn’t their tribe’s True God gone to celebrate the Dragon Clan’s longevity? How did he fall so suddenly?

“What should we do now?”

The elders of the Jiao Long tribe gathered immediately to discuss their plan.

Regardless of whether the Heijiao True God fell in the Dragon Clan or not, the result would be the same for the Jiao Long Clan.

“We now have only two options, submit to the Dragon Clan, or follow them and leave…”

This statement left the Jiao Long Clan elders silent as neither choice was a good one.

But apart from these two choices, the Jiao Long Clan had no other way out.

“Our Jiao Long Clan was hard-pressed to escape the Dragon Clan, we naturally have no reason to return!”

“Good, if that’s the case, let’s contact them!”

Several Jiao Long Clan elders quickly made up their minds.

Capitalizing on the moment before the Dragon Clan could react, they had to act.

If they wait for the Dragon Clan to react, it would be too late to leave.

On the other hand, the gigantic figure of the Heijiao True God had been captured by Ye Fan.

At this moment, the Arrogant True God had only just recovered from his shock.

Ye Fan truly has the power to kill a True God.

In the Sea of Soul of the Arrogant True God, thoughts were tumbling, continually simulating the punch Ye Fan just launched.

But no matter how he pictured it, he couldn’t block Ye Fan’s punch.

If Ye Fan had targeted him just now, his fate wouldn’t be much different from Heijiao True God’s.

At most, he might only be able to resist a few more breaths.

In the end, death would be inevitable.

However, it’s good that the Great Saint of Thousands of Leaves is on our side.