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, you've finally come out, time waits for no one, come, follow me to the burial ground for the powerful now!"


During this time, he, as the Sect Master, had selected fourteen Quasi-Saint level young prodigies from the Tianhe Divine Sect to enter the burial ground.


The final spot was naturally reserved for the Heavenly Path Spiritual Monkey.


"Alright, let's set off!" Ye Feng nodded.


This place is called Burial Sky Mountain Range, meaning it buries the world's top experts. Near the end of their days, many experts from Dongzhou would come here to reminisce about their lives.


Once fallen, they would be led through the gate of void to be buried in the burial ground for the powerful, each forming their own tomb.


This place is practically a burial site for ancestors of all major forces in Dongzhou.


Over time, the burial ground for the powerful have become more revered.


Chapter 949: Seven Stars in a Line, Entering the Burial Ground, Tyrant Emperor's Tomb