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

"You don't know about us, the Black Tortoise Clan?"


"Our Black Tortoise Clan is one of the Four Great Ancient Races, standing alongside the Dragonfolk Clan, the Fierce Tiger Tribe, and the Winged People Tribe, with a formidable reputation, and you don't know that?"


The members of the Black Tortoise Clan spoke in a grave tone.


By now, they had come close enough for their appearances to be clearly seen.


Each member of the Black Tortoise Clan had an average height of around one and a half meters, with one meter sixty being considered a small giant within the clan.


At first glance, they resembled people carrying turtle shells.


Upon closer inspection, one would find that the turtle shells of the Black Tortoise Clan were connected to their bodies, forming an exoskeleton.


Furthermore, the bodies of the Black Tortoise Clan were covered in scales.


Chapter 1059: Heavenly Venerable's Hall, Three Passages