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

"Someone, or a group of people, is hiding behind the curtain, using the Cosmic Consciousness to curse those with unrivaled battle power to achieve their own goals of dominion."


"Such individuals are at least at the Heavenly Dao Realm."


"Otherwise, it would be impossible to manipulate the Cosmic Consciousness to curse the super prodigies of the Invincible Supreme List."


"But why don't they directly take action to eliminate these prodigies? Instead, they use the Cosmic Consciousness. Could it be there's some sort of restriction at play?"


The more Ye Feng thought, the more questions arose.


He connected his thoughts to the Burial of the Gods.


"Could it be that the ones behind the curtain created the Burial of the Gods? However, there doesn't seem to be any close connection between the two, and it shouldn't be simply lumped together."


Chapter 1274: Creation Realm First Layer