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“What? The wild chickens I raised are pure blood phoenixes? “
“What? The carp I raised are true dragons?”
With a wave of hand, the river was cut off; with a slight stamp of foot, the mountain collapsed.
A group of incredibly powerful cultivators knelt in front, worshipping and calling 'senior'.
"What the hell wrong with this world?"
Li Fan shouted," Oh no, that's impossible!"
"How could I possibly be a Supreme Master?!”

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Fantasy: I'm Really Not A Supreme Master!

The endless Wall of Corpses, ageless and spanning eternity.


The heavy bone gate had been pushed open, as if it had been sealed for countless ages, emitting violent friction sounds.


A group of people, about ten in total, rushed out from the city gate.


Leading them was none other than Ji Duan, one of the guardians of the Wall of Corpses!


With him was another, Wu Fengbei of the Martial Clan.


Each leading four people, they formed a group and headed towards the Heavenly Abyss.


Above the Wall, an elderly man in a white robe watched as Ji Duan and Wu Fengbei led their groups away, a hint of expectation seemed to gleam in his old eyes.


"General, can the Martial Clan and the Ji Family be trusted?"


Behind him, a middle-aged man clad in white armor, sword in hand, asked with doubt:


Chapter 866: The Stowaway