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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 718: Mist Saint Incarnation, Unyielding Sword Intent, Aerial Battle

The newcomer was an incarnation of the Mist Saint.

As soon as he appeared, he targeted Ye Feng without saying a word, raised his hand, and struck a terrifying palm seal towards Ye Feng.

The already shattered void instantly collapsed into a series of spatial rifts, with heavy boundary forces pressing in from all directions, making Ye Feng feel as if his body had become incredibly heavy.

He tried to move, but simply couldn't!

Clang!

The iron sword behind Liufeng automatically unsheathed, striking through the air and silently turning the palm seal of the Mist Saint's incarnation into mist.

"Eh?"

Only then did the Mist Saint's incarnation notice Liufeng, slightly surprised.

"A very impressive method of concealing your presence, a Four-Turn Quasi-Saint... It looks like you are Ye Feng's protector," the Mist Saint's incarnation remarked as he sized up Liufeng.

To him, an ordinary Four-Turn Quasi-Saint posed no threat and could be crushed to death with a single blow.

However.