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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 220: The Terrifying Dream, the Five Elements Spirit Sword is Formed

Ye Feng's eyes widened as he watched the Refining Furnace.

After observing for a while, he noticed that the refining process was stable, with no mishaps, but since he had hurried on his journey today and had been up all night inscribing a Miniature Cave-Heaven Array, it had been mentally and physically exhausting, and his eyelids were getting heavier.

"Forget it, I'll take a nap first."

With that, Ye Feng closed his eyes, beginning to rest.

He covered a hundred-meter radius with his Heroic Spirit Power and also had the Wind Spirit Pearl as an early warning system; should any danger arise, he would naturally wake up immediately.

Besides, even if there was danger, Brother Flathead in the next room would likely be the first to rush out and fight.

...

In his dream.

Suddenly, Ye Feng opened his eyes and found himself dressed in special ancient clothing. The fabric in front of him and behind him each bore one character: "Demon" and "King."