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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?"

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Chapter 242: Pacifying Demon City, Hu Yuan's Little Tail

In the Liuyun Mountain Range, everyone was already beyond words.

Had Ye Feng truly slain the Demon King?!

Although it was hard to believe, everyone had witnessed the entire process with their own eyes. After a long silence, cheers erupted from them all.

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"The Demon King has really been slain by Sect Master Ye!"

"What was that ball of light just now?"

"It seems to be the soul of the Demon King. It's a pity that Sect Master Ye didn't pursue it and let it escape."

"However, the soul of that Demon King seems weak. Now, without a physical body, it retains at most one-tenth of its strength and is no longer a match for a Sect Master-level powerhouse like us."

The leaders of the various sects shifted their gaze back from the sky and together with the cultivators present, looked towards Ye Feng with a mix of admiration, wariness, and respect.

Especially Qingyun Zhenren, who felt both joy and sorrow.