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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 39: Surrounded, Sword Combat Technique

"Gather the wounded in the center, and just focus on protecting yourselves; leave the rest to me, the Sect Leader,"

Ye Feng took out the Spirit Origin Clock, ready for the impending threat.

Mo Ying immediately cast the "All-Dimensional Spiritual Perception," scanning the area within a dozen meters radius to prevent any surprise attacks.

With a rustling sound,

seven Tree Demons rushed out from the bushes, each with a humanoid shape, three to five meters tall, covered with vines. Their movement was loud, making it hard for them not to be noticed.

The strongest among them exuded an aura not inferior to that of a Centennial Tree Demon, having reached the High-rank Demon Soldier Level.

The other six Tree Demons were uniformly Middle-Rank Demon Soldiers, all stronger than Jia Yulan.

"Sect Leader, can we win?" Jia Yulan asked worriedly.