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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 · Eastern
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Chapter 158 Brother Flathead's Battle Suit, Han Er's Shock

Translator: 549690339

Under the cloak of night.

Han Er, with his hands clasped behind his back, flew at an extremely fast pace. His robe flapped loudly in the fierce wind, and his expression was exceptionally cold.

"Han San, rest assured, I will definitely avenge you!" As he thought in his heart, Han Er sped up and was soon swallowed by the vast night.

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The Taiyue Mountain Range.

Ye Feng buried the stele back in its original place and said, "Alright, the formation has been broken by this Sect Leader, let's return to the sect!"

"That's it?"

The two disciples exchanged glances, thinking that was too quick, wasn't it? He just carved an array pattern and then a strand of black smoke appeared, and the formation was broken just like that?

"Of course, that's it. Follow me out." Ye Feng led the two disciples out of the Miniature Cave Heaven World and stood near the meteorite.