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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 397: Summoning a Mysterious Demon Fiend, Crisis (Thirteenth Update)

"Zhan Buxiu!"

The golden messenger paper crane emitted a cold voice.

Upon hearing this, the Vice Temple Master furrowed his brows.

He continued to listen to the subsequent message, his expression growing increasingly grave, even finding it inconceivable.

Finally, the Vice Temple Master burned the message transmission paper crane with a flicker of fire.

He was furious!

Because the Grand Hall Master had ordered him to attack Misty Sect.

"Have those old fools trained themselves into idiots?"

"With the protector Fox Consort Feifei—a Great Power nearing the Divine Origin Realm—and Ye Feng, such an unfathomably strong figure, at Misty Sect, sending me there, just a little lackey from the Spirit Sea Realm, isn't this just delivering food to them?"

"Forget it, first I'll lurk there for a while, and wait until Ye Feng and Fox Consort Feifei, those two top-notch powerhouses are not at Misty Sect. Attacking later wouldn't be too late."