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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 657: Opening a Major Trade Route, Nanyan City, Battle at the Rear

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"Are you a Quasi-Saint of the Dragon Clan?" Ye Feng looked at those indifferent eyes and asked calmly.

"Indeed!"

The presence beyond the fissure said solemnly, "Unfortunately, this saint is currently attacking certain places and cannot spare any forces, otherwise, I would have definitely slain you!"

"I'll be waiting for you to come meet your death," Ye Feng said with a calm smile.

"Hmph! Glib tongue!" The Dragon Clan Quasi-Saint scolded furiously, slamming down a palm that healed the spatial rift, clearly not intending to cross over to kill.

Inside Whitefloat City.

Everyone watching the mending rift sighed with relief.

They were truly afraid of the Dragon Clan Quasi-Saint coming to kill, for could Ye Feng really stop him?

The gap between a top emperor and a Quasi-Saint is indeed vast.