I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1268: Great Wilderness Cloud-Overturning Palm

The Hall of the Black Dragon Divine Guard.

The Third Elder remained slumped in his massive chair. Half the night had already slipped away, yet his features were still frozen in a mask of horror, like a man whose entire reality had been shattered.

He found it impossible to grasp how the prestigious Black Dragon Divine Guard had been decimated in a mere heartbeat. What was intended to be a golden chance to align with the Divine Palace had transformed into a catastrophe that signaled the end of their Sect.

His will to live had nearly vanished; his complexion was as pale as ash.

Just as he reached the absolute nadir of his despair.

Suddenly!

A crushing weight of oppression flooded the room, making the chill of the early morning feel like it was piercing his very bones!

A freezing shiver raced up the Third Elder’s spine, and every hair on his body stood on end.

"Boom!"

A terrifying aura tore through the hall like a violent tempest, possessing such raw power that even he struggled to keep his footing. His hair and beard whipped frantically in the wind, his face twisted in a mixture of helpless panic and desperation.

Before the Third Elder could even regain his balance.

The howling wind stopped instantly.

Ripples in space had already manifested within the hall, and two individuals stepped out, one following the other.

The figure in the lead possessed a refined, scholarly grace, pacing forward slowly with his hands joined behind his back. Even without moving a finger, his presence radiated a suffocating pressure that made it impossible for anyone to look at him directly. This dread-inducing aura was far beyond anything the former Lord Yao had ever displayed.

The pressure existed on an entirely different plane!

Without uttering a single word, he seemed to command the very laws of heaven and earth; wherever he stepped, all living things instinctively recoiled!

From that very first look.

The Third Elder was so paralyzed by fear that he scrambled to his feet, his throat constricted with terror.

His shock only deepened when he noticed the man following behind—the same Divine Palace Deacon who had recently brought the message. The Deacon stood with profound reverence, head lowered and waiting in silence like a common servant.

The Third Elder was completely stunned and immediately fell into a low, trembling bow.

The identity of the newcomer was now painfully clear!

"Th-this humble one... offers his respects to the Elder!"

Divine Palace Deacons were exalted figures! In any outer Sect, they would be treated as the most honored of guests. For one to serve with such submissiveness meant the visitor could only be the legendary Elder of the Divine Palace, Liu Changfeng!

The Third Elder was consumed by overwhelming dread, unable to process that a Divine Palace Elder had arrived in the flesh.

Even though the visitor had not yet spoken.

The Elder was already frightened out of his wits, any trace of his usual dignity having vanished.

Observing this terrified display of submission.

Liu Changfeng’s eyes briefly flickered over him. Standing motionless with his hands behind his back, he didn't even acknowledge the lavish surroundings of the hall. Only a mysterious voice, devoid of any discernable emotion, echoed through the space.

"Where is my son now?"

It was a simple inquiry, yet it carried the crushing weight of a mountain!

It truly was Elder Liu!

The legendary titan of the Divine Palace was standing right in front of him!

Terrified, the Third Elder bowed even deeper and frantically recounted everything he knew in a single breath.

"R-reporting to the Elder!"

"We followed the Young Master's aura and discovered he was at a mining site within the Northern Desert Barren Domain. That location originally belonged to our Sect, but we lost contact for unknown reasons. Yao... Yao Qianji went to greet the Young Master as the Deacon commanded, but he never came back. The soul tablets of our entire Sect have shattered... there isn't a single person left alive..."

"As for the Young Master's current location... this humble one truly does not know..."

Upon hearing this, a look of deep thought crossed Liu Changfeng’s eyes.

"The loss of contact at the mining site... suggests a change occurred quite a while ago. It might have been taken over, or perhaps a natural disaster occurred."

"Natural disasters are usually brief. If one persisted for too long, it would be a global catastrophe that the Divine Palace would have detected. Since no such reports exist, it clearly wasn't a natural disaster."

"Yao Qianji returned to the mine, and the entire Black Dragon Divine Guard was annihilated. They must have been slain by the faction that seized the mine. These individuals clearly have some level of skill."

"My son went to that desolate region in search of Starfall Crystal Sand. He must have crossed paths with them, which explains why there has been no word from him until now."

With just a few sentences, he had dissected the heart of the situation.

To the Third Elder, these words were like a clarifying bell, suddenly clearing the fog of confusion in his mind.

"The Elder is wise! The Elder is truly magnificent!"

His desperate flattery failed to move Liu Changfeng in the slightest.

The elderly Deacon also watched with a look of deep respect.

"Elder..."

"It appears the opposition possesses some Cultivation, which explains the lack of news regarding the Young Master. However, no matter how ruthless they are, surely they wouldn't dare to harm the Young Master!"

"This subordinate is prepared to leave immediately to bring the Young Master back with all due honor!"

Only after these words were spoken did Liu Changfeng give a slight nod.

"Of course."

"Tian’er’s Soul Lamp is still burning bright, which proves those people are afraid of the Divine Palace's might. My son, regardless of his flaws, is not someone just anyone is allowed to touch."

"In a moment, I shall go personally to witness who these people are and where they originate from."

His steady, confident words resonated with an unmatched sense of dominance.

Hearing this, hope flared in the Third Elder’s heart, and he quickly produced a star chart to gain favor.

"Elder!"

"This indicates the Northern Desert Barren Domain. Although my Cultivation is weak, I can offer my humble assistance to lead the way. From this moment on, I am ready to serve you with total loyalty!"

His forced, fawning smile finally caused Liu Changfeng to look down at him with a frigid stare.

With a single look.

He saw right through the man's motives, his expression turning cold.

"A man must understand his own worth."

"Since your Black Dragon Divine Guard is all but destroyed, this Sect is fated to disappear. You no longer hold any value and should join Yao Qianji in eternal rest."

The softly spoken decree terrified the Third Elder, his face twisting in shock.

"What!?"

Before he could say anything else.

Liu Changfeng had already reached out his right hand, his fingers tensed like claws!

A suffocating force erupted. The Third Elder was hoisted into the air like a helpless bird, his face turning a deep crimson. Then, a sharp snap echoed—his throat was crushed, and his life was extinguished.

He hit the floor with a dull thud, his face still showing his final moments of regret.

The once-mighty Black Dragon Divine Guard was thus erased from existence. Ten thousand years of history fell to the ground like dust, destined to be forgotten by time.

In this world, the strong dictate all.

A single life is worth less than that of an insect.

The first rays of dawn began to show.

But the hall remained as silent as the middle of the night. The master and servant from the Divine Palace tore through the fabric of space and vanished, heading straight for the Northern Desert Barren Domain.

"Swish!"

Spatial ripples disturbed the air as the two figures appeared once more.

Liu Changfeng stood motionless in the sky, hands behind his back, gazing down at the sandy mining site below. No matter how hard the laborers on the ground worked, it didn't move him in the least.

Having held a high position for thousands of years, he was almost entirely detached from emotion. To him, such suffering was merely the natural way of things, the hand of fate.

After observing for only a few moments.

The pathetic Cultivation levels of the people below were exposed to him. Only then did a mixture of confusion and letdown appear in Liu Changfeng’s eyes.

How could mere insects like these have wiped out the Black Dragon Divine Guard?

The confusion was only temporary.

Eager to find his son, Liu Changfeng didn't linger on the thought. He immediately expanded his divine sense.

In an instant.

An unparalleled weight descended from the heavens, blanketting the land. The crowd of cultivators at the mine were stunned, their bodies freezing as if they had been hit by a blizzard!

Within seconds, all movement at the mining site stopped completely.

Liu Haotian also stood frozen, his eyes beginning to shake!

Before he could even turn around.

High above, a rare flash of fury was visible on Liu Changfeng’s face!

He gestured toward the void.

Liu Haotian was pulled up to him, looking like a filthy, disheveled mess...

Seeing the Young Master in such a state.

The old Deacon was shocked and enraged, his teeth gritted as he let out a trembling cry!

"Young Master...?"

"Young Master, you have suffered! This subordinate arrived too late!"

Liu Changfeng’s expression darkened further, looking grim enough to draw blood.

As an Elder of the Divine Palace and a renowned figure on Lan Star, to have his son treated this way... This wasn't merely an offense against his child, but a personal insult to Liu Changfeng himself!

Such arrogant behavior was a direct smear on the Divine Palace’s glorious name!

Seeing his son’s eyes begin to tear up, Liu Changfeng’s rage became uncontrollable!

"Outrageous!"

"This is absolutely intolerable!"

"A mere insect dares to torment the son of this sovereign! Today, I will teach you that the fury of the Divine Palace leaves millions of dead in its wake!"

His roar of anger shook the sky, and a fierce wind erupted across the heavens!

Liu Changfeng channeled his massive Cultivation, unleashing a palm strike from the sky that stretched for ten thousand miles, falling like a collapsing mountain!

"Great Wasteland Cloud-Overturning Palm!"

In a heartbeat.

The ground split open, waves of sand rose in a continuous wall, and the entire mining site was leveled, leaving behind only a massive palm print that spanned ten thousand miles and a field of corpses!