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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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714 Chs

Chapter 523: My Name is Wang Ling, the Core of the World, Ancient Battlefield

Even the nine Element Gathering Realm elders were all shocked, their faces soon filled with disbelief.

Could it be that the ancestor had them stack these countless bodies here in order to cultivate this spiritual corpse?

"Sect Leader, could it be that the spiritual corpse lies within that coffin?" Yan Ruyu was also frightened, clutching at the corner of Ye Feng's clothing.

"Yes, it is."

Ye Feng nodded.

Upon hearing this, everyone felt a tingling sensation on their scalps.

Some disciples were shaking so badly they could barely hold onto their spiritual artifacts. If it weren't for Ye Feng being there, they truly wanted to flee.

"What's there to panic about? It's just a first-layer Divine Origin Realm spiritual corpse. Even after tens of thousands of years of cultivation, I reckon it's only at the level of the fourth layer of the Divine Origin Realm, not strong."

Ye Feng said indifferently.