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 Thought Into Emptiness, Creation from a Single Thought!"


The sun formed by the Power of the Sun in the palm of his hand suddenly disappeared, and then Ye Feng felt he had lost any sensation of this Law, as if he had never grasped it.


However, his Divine Soul's strength surged.


At this moment, Ye Feng felt very peculiar.


He didn't need to use any Divine Techniques; just with his own thoughts, he could hover in mid-air.


With just a random thought, the distant space twisted and subsequently shattered.


He looked at a mountain in the distance.


With just a thought, that mountain instantly exploded.


Countless fragments flew in all directions, but with another thought from Ye Feng, the mountain began to reconstitute itself, returning to its former state.


"As expected of a Law Divine Ability, so strong!"


Chapter 1003: Three Hidden Rewards