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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 · Oriental
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Chapter 182: Wind Element Spirit Energy, Sweeping Through the Field

Long Yuanqing had already entered his Dragon Transformation Form.

However, facing two god-like adversaries, he felt an immense oppressive force.

The remaining Dragonfolk warriors were even worse off; even after entering their Dragon Transformation Form, because their bloodlines were only of middle or upper grade, their power increase wasn't significant. They were merely at the strength of the first or second layer of the Element Gathering Realm, completely unable to withstand the suppression of the Divine Sense Power of the two Divine Race powerhouses.

"I've heard there's a particularly tough thorn here; you must be the one," one of the Divine Race powerhouses said with his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze landing on Long Yuanqing, his eyes full of mockery.