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

He also found it peculiar that the burial ground for the powerful had opened ahead of its planned time, but for him, it was ultimately a good thing.


"Young Brother Chu, our cultivation levels are too high; we can't enter the burial ground, so typically we arrange for disciples to go in, right?" Ye Feng looked at Chu Tianhe.


"Yes, usually each Holy Land has ten spots, and our Tianhe Divine Sect's ancient ancestors had a hand in creating the burial ground for the powerful, so we get five extra spots."


"As for the Yuanwu Divine Nation, Boundless Holy Sect, and the like, they have over a hundred spots, taking the lion's share."


"Brother Ye, do you want me to send someone to assist you?"


Chapter 948: Guiding the Heavenly Path Spiritual Monkey, Refining Divine Weapons, The Heavenly Dao Sword