บท 1852: The Sovereign of the Otherworldly Demonic Tribe

"Alright, let's stop here today. Cultivate on your own!" Zhang Xuan said.

Beyond Great Sage, there was very little that he could help his students with through lecturing. What was more important was their own talent and hard work.

It was because he had imparted too much to his students that they were losing the ability to create what was uniquely theirs, thus resulting in this farce.

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After cultivating for a while, Zhao Ya suddenly asked, "Teacher, is Sovereign Chen Yong your student as well?"

The others also directed their gazes over.

They had heard that the new Sovereign Chen Yong had a mentor comparable to the deities, and they had thought that it was a fabricated story for the latter to consolidate his power. Never in their wildest dream did they think that the so-called mentor would actually be their teacher!

"You still haven't recognized him?" Zhang Xuan shook his head.

"Recognize?"

Everyone was taken aback.