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

"One day, I will show you who is currently the strongest in Shenzhou Continent."


Feng Chuan stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance.


At this moment, footsteps approached—it was Tianji Pavilion F4: Paper Fan Young Master, Zhu Yongfu, Xiao Fangu, and Dong Yuandong.


The four entered the hall and hurriedly bowed in salute.


"What are you here for?" Feng Chuan looked at Paper Fan Young Master and others unhappily.


Paper Fan Young Master quickly said, "Pavilion Master, the Second-generation Reincarnators we've placed across various locations have decreased by over a million, and all were above the Divine Origin Realm. What should we do?"


"No need to bother," Feng Chuan sneered.


Was he supposed to say that he had devoured them?


Wouldn't that scare the likes of Paper Fan Young Master to death?


Paper Fan Young Master and the others were stunned.


Chapter 1002: Visitor, A Trillion Prestige