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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 251: Ambushed by a Strong Tree Demon in the Deep Mountains

In the hemispherical brick house.

Shi Lei was on the night watch.

The other three sat cross-legged on their meditation cushions, like they were in a light sleep, but they would wake immediately at the slightest noise from the outside world.

However, the shadows lurking in the dark were very strange.

They crisscrossed, and one could vaguely see some vines extending, casting countless tentacle-like shadows on the ground against the bright moonlight.

Rustle rustle rustle...

The breeze brushed through the woods, making thousands of leaves tremble.

Danger followed close behind!

In the darkness.

Shi Lei lit a fire and placed it on either side of the brick house door to brighten the surroundings but failed to notice the countless vine-like tentacles spreading its way from the nearby trees, approaching like numerous octopuses, creating an increasingly intense sense of oppression.

"This feels ominous!"