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

After speaking, the figure closed his eyes again. 


The entire palace continued to streak across the starry sky, pulled by nine Saint Realm Ancient Beasts, heading towards Ye Feng's location. 


Ye Feng had finally devoured all the Tribulation Clouds, and his cultivation level had smoothly advanced to the Saint Manifestation Level, once again boosting his combat power. 


"Now that I am at this level," he pondered, "should I be able to draw even with the War God of Myriad Clans in a spar? If I use the Divine Ability "One Thought", I could at least severely injure him." 


"As for whether I can kill him, that I'm not sure of." 


"Only actual combat can reveal the truth." 


Previously, the reason he had been able to go toe-to-toe with the War God of Myriad Clans was mainly due to his formidable physical body and the Power of the World from the Misty Boundary. 


As for his Magic Cultivation, he hadn't used it much. 


Chapter 1050: Envoys of the Gods, Shangguan Shenyu