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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 413: The End of the Trial Grounds, News of the Blood Demon Main Hall

Mos Quasi-Emperor, a Half-Step Great Venerable who had formed a Spirit Shadow of his Primordial Spirit, had been slapped to death just like that?

The three Middle Rank Demon Kings were initially dumbfounded.

Then, their faces were filled with shock.

They stood in place, looked up, and saw the figure extending a hand from the cliff's edge, realizing that the person was a Great Power of the Divine Origin Realm.

"Damn, there's someone from the Divine Origin Realm here!"

The trio uttered the very same words as Mos Quasi-Emperor had before turning to flee.

Bang bang bang!

Three golden palm imprints descended from the sky, carrying an unstoppable, invincible oppression, pulverizing them into dust.

At this moment, four palm imprints appeared on the ground.

Though they weren't large nor deep, the corpses of Demon Kings and Quasi-Emperor level beings within them emanated a wisp of smoke, which was chilling to behold.