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, Jian Chen and Yuan Jing are both very cautious."


Chu Tianhe continued, "They're afraid of others knowing their true strength, so they haven't hit the Power Stele and thus have no ranking records."


"Quite the hidden depth!" Ye Feng laughed.


These two must be worried about being specifically targeted for study, so, before achieving Major Achievement in their divine powers, they do not want to participate in rankings.


Once they have rankings, it will mean they have reached the Peak and need not fear being targeted.


"There should be quite a few similar people."


"So, the number of Saints in the existing Three Thousand Realms is definitely far more than thirty thousand, maybe even over a hundred thousand."


"But still, a hundred thousand is too few!"


Compared with the Immortal Realm, the Three Thousand Realms are lagging far behind in the number of Saints.


In the Immortal Realm, there are a million on just the Heavenly Saint Level alone.


Chapter 945: Battle of the Two Mighty, Yin Yang Holy Sword, Jian Chen's Sensation