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

Jian Nan Yi's Sword Soul sat on the grave, silent for a long time.


They could see that Jian Nan Yi had special feelings for the Sword Saint Yue Xi, who often watched him practice his swordsmanship; otherwise, he wouldn't have shown such an expression.


"So it was her, the one who has always watched me practice!"


"Why would a Supreme Saint watch me practice my sword?"


Jian Nan Yi's Sword Soul held his head with his hands, his eyes full of confusion.


"At first, I thought the person who watched me practice was a junior sister from our Nantian Sword Sect, with not much cultivation level, perhaps not even at the Heavenly Emperor level of the Void Break Realm's peak."


"But who knew, she turned out to be a Supreme Saint!"


Jian Nan Yi almost doubted his own existence.


Chapter 1039: A Letter, Eight Pillars Locking Heaven Formation