Chaotic Winter Melon Essence

"Sect Master Uncle is just a mortal, who just happens to have his own 'billion' interpretations of various spells."
Atop Misty Peak, the sect's senior disciple was educating the new beginners.
At that moment, Sect Leader Ye Feng, holding a blade of grass, waved it gently, and a fierce Sword Qi split the sky in two, revealing a dark spatial rift that was difficult to heal, frightening the gods above.
The new disciple pointed at the sky, shocked, "And you told me the Sect Leader is just a mortal?"

The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

The Sect Master of the Divine Wind Sword Sect, holding a teacup, froze mid-air.


He had originally thought that Bai Chunfeng, being a prodigy in his own right and possessing a higher cultivation level than Mo Ying, would at least last three hundred rounds before a victor emerged, even if he were not her match.


But the result was that after just a few rounds, Bai Chunfeng was defeated.


The Sect Master of the Divine Wind Sword Sect was speechless.


Ye Feng, on the other hand, gave a faint smile.


He was very confident in Mo Ying's strength.


In an equal-level battle, there were very few who could defeat her, and even though Mo Ying's current cultivation level wasn't high, once she became a high-rank cultivator, she would definitely become one of Misty Sect's top combat forces.


Despite feeling happy, Ye Feng still appeared very modest and showed no sign of pride.


Chapter 529: Transmitting Power, The Depressed Wang Xuanping, The Disappearance of the Exotic Beast