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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 742: Crisis Descends, The Terrifying Incarnation (Extra)

The arrivals were several women.

The leader, clad in a snow-white gown, bearing a snow-white longsword on her back, had a graceful figure with a veiled face of stunning beauty.

Clean, cool, and compelling.

No sooner had she appeared than she made a striking impression.

"So beautiful!"

"I swear, I will definitely marry a little immortal fairy from the Ice and Snow Holy Land one day."

The Misty Sect disciples couldn't take their eyes off her.

At these words, the rosy cheeks of the few Ice and Snow Holy Land female disciples blushed even deeper, casting reproachful glances at those audacious disciples.

If anyone else had said those words, they would have definitely struck with their sword, showing them the might of the ice and snow female warriors.

But these disciples were from the Misty Sect!

With Ye Feng watching over them, who would dare to make a move?