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

"Did the Black Tortoise Clan also fail here?" Ye Feng asked curiously, looking at the Elder of the Black Tortoise Clan.


The disciples of the Misty Sect blinked their eyes too.


The Elder of the Black Tortoise Clan nodded and said,


"No matter what we do, once ten years pass, people from Black Wind Stronghold will definitely appear. If we confront them forcefully, we all fail; if we don't confront them, we can manage to survive."


"Our Black Tortoise Clan has many clan members."


"Over the years, we have tried innumerable strategies, but if we confront Black Wind Stronghold directly, we are bound to lose."


"If we choose to stand by, one can survive up to about fifty years, but in the end, they are most likely wiped out by natural disasters like meteor showers, earthquakes, or flash floods."


"There are very few who live for over fifty years in Mortal City, and even they don't remember what exactly they went through after coming out."


Chapter 1064: You Are Not Worthy of Being My Heart Demon