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

On the edge of the Purple Bamboo Forest.


Ye Feng naturally knew that a member of the Saint Entry Realm had flown over to this place, and moreover, with the Power of Wind and Fire lingering around the person's body, he must be a high-level member of the Wind-Fire Sacred Sect.


But Ye Feng was not in the least bit flustered.


The Three-legged Golden Toad had said that the channel leading to Dizhou had been tampered with by it; it was temporarily possible to enter, but not to leave.


"This is like catching turtles in a jar!" 


Hearing this, Long Tianxing, Qiao Jiaxi, and Wang Ping'an looked at each other, their faces full of confusion, not understanding why Ye Feng suddenly said these words, a bit perplexed.


Chapter 1031: Saint Entry Realm? Can Be Destroyed in a Snap of the Fingers