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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 687: A Battle Shocks the World, Red Moon Hanging High, Prestige Achieved

In the high sky.

Only the Nine Swords Quasi-Saint remained, still watching.

"So... so strong!"

He had witnessed the process of dozens of top experts attacking the Crimson Moon Gate together and seen the situation at the scene.

Apart from Ye Feng, everyone else was injured by the retaliation.

What this meant was very clear to the Nine Swords Quasi-Saint.

"Sect Master Ye is too strong!"

"Not only did he slay the Celestial Clan's Second Turn Quasi-Saint Xuan Zhong, but he also emerged unscathed from the backlash of the Crimson Moon Gate, while everyone else was injured."

"This shows that Sect Master Ye's strength surpasses everyone else's!"

"Hiss!"

The Nine Swords Quasi-Saint became a "warzone reporter", recording the entire process of the battle and hurriedly copied this memory to imprint it onto a jade slip.

Then, he flew back to the Nine Swords Empire.

...

Misty Peak.

Ye Feng and Hu Feifei landed at the peak.