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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 324: The Grudge of the Great Elder of the Divine Wind Sword Sect

"Wow!"

Brother Flathead roared, broke free from the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch, soared into the sky, and returned to Misty Sect.

As for the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch, from start to finish, it couldn't be bothered to even glance at it.

Because its eyes were only on the mission!

"Truly worthy of Brother Flathead, aloof, fierce, and not one for idle chatter, and the key point is that it even has a middle-parting, which looks quite stylish."

"This big brother, I'm sold!"

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch watched Brother Flathead's retreating figure, eyes filled with admiration.

After taking some Spiritual Medicine for healing and recovering, the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch finally had the leisure to take a look at the fallen protector of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect.

"Hehe, the loot-licking begins!"

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch stretched out both hands and cackled strangely.