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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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713 Chs

Chapter 312: The Misty Sect Transformed, Tower-Challenging Cultivation

Second-generation disciples were collectively dumbfounded.

They had never seen spiritual artifacts like the Spirit Beasts Platform and the Cultivation Tower before, and such massive ones at that, each occupying a separate mountain peak with its own Spirit Vein.

Gong Qingqiu and the First Generation disciples were equally baffled.

Having been in the Misty Sect for so long, they had never seen Ye Feng take out these two items before, and their curiosity was no less than that of the second-generation disciples.

"Lao Song, keep working!"

Ye Feng looked at the Spirit Beasts Platform and the Cultivation Tower with satisfaction, clapped his hands, and then gave the Thousand-Year Ancient Pine another task.

"Yes."

The Thousand-Year Ancient Pine blinked.