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The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

"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?"

Chaotic Winter Melon Essence · Eastern
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Chapter 734: The Great Battle Against the Ancient Sacred True Dragon, the Son of Destiny Fears Nothing

"Roar!"

The Ancient Sacred True Dragon, controlling the body of the Yellow Dragon Quasi-Saint, leaped up, broke free from the iron chains, and in an instant, arrived beside Ye Feng, sweeping with its long tail.

The Dragon Clan is most proud of their physical bodies.

They are considered a different kind of Body Cultivators.

In battle against others, the Dragon Clan always engaged in close combat, relying on physical prowess to utterly defeat their enemies without giving them a chance to counterattack.

"A contest of physical bodies?"

Ye Feng laughed.

Equal in rank, he feared no one's physical body in battle.

But the Yellow Dragon under the control of the Ancient Sacred True Dragon's False Heavenly Dao's Will was not a Second-Turn Quasi-Saint, but at the level of a Four-Turn Quasi-Saint, with a hundredfold difference in strength between them.

With such a vast gap, Ye Feng admitted that he could not compete in terms of physical strength.

Therefore, he drew his sword!

Clang!