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

Ye Feng looked disdainful and opened the Eye of Insight.


[Note: An imperfect replica, strength less than one percent of the original, roughly equal to the peak of the Saint Entry Realm]


This was the reason for Ye Feng's disdain.


A replica with less than one percent of the original's strength was too uninteresting; he could crush it with one finger.


At first, he thought the so-called Replica Mirror was formidable, capable of creating a replica at the Saint Manifestation Level, but surprisingly, his replica only had the strength of the peak of the Saint Entry Realm.


That wasn't even enough to get stuck in his teeth.


At this moment, Ye Feng's replica spoke, its eyes full of coldness. The peak aura of the Saint Entry Realm spread out instantly, suppressing both the Ancient Sacred True Dragon and the Star River Saint.


"Go and fight your replicas; consider it training."


Chapter 899: Defeat in One Move, Unmatched, Capturing the Mastermind