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

"Brother Ye, three days have passed, you must have reached the Beginner level in the Sword Dao domain, right?"


They too had comprehended that mural and had gained insights, respectively mastering their own Sword Dao domains, and after three years, they had almost reached the Perfect Stage.


With a single thought, their sword might was vast and powerful, enough to slay any cultivator below the Saint Entry Realm.


Even those at the Saint Entry realm would feel the pressure.


But, at this stage, even with their talents, it had taken a full three years.


In Chu Tianhe's view, Ye Feng, having trained for only three days, should have only just begun.


"Oh, I've reached the Third Turn Perfection."


His expression was very calm, as if he was talking about something trivial, and began to look at the sea of flowers on the high ground, sensing the rich presence of the Ancient Heroic Spirit Force.


Chapter 925: Astonishment, the Origin of Ancient Heroic Spirits (Four Updates)