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

Ye Feng stepped out of the secluded courtyard and stood on the bluestone pavement of Yuhua Street. His gaze calmly swept around before finally resting on the Demon God standing in the middle of the street.


"Do you, as a Demon God, really think you are invincible? Next, this dog emperor will show you that even when hitting a dog, you must look at its master's face!"


Big Yellow Dog ran out from the courtyard, standing beside Ye Feng, its wounds already fully healed.


Ye Feng's osmanthus cake had miraculous effects.


With just one bite, the Big Yellow Dog healed its injuries.


Ye Feng stood there quietly, not emitting any strong aura; he looked nothing more than a mortal to any observer.


The Demon God stared at Ye Feng, his pupils shrinking rapidly.


The many Cultivators and Great Demons present held their breaths as well, feeling that Ye Feng was terrifying.


Chapter 1082: Discussing the Dao, Demon Infant (Four Updates)