I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1463: Accusation

Three days vanished in the blink of an eye.

At the base of Yandang Mountain, a troop of cultivators, sabers strapped to their backs, moved with remarkable speed. They traversed the forest with a grace akin to dragonflies skimming water, their ascent taking them up the mountainside until the silhouette of a new sect's gate loomed into view.

Casting their gaze upon the freshly installed plaque above the gateway, the leader's eyes narrowed, brimming with hostility.

"New Sword Sect?"

"The name is straightforward, easily comprehended. Yet, for a sect so recently established to openly disregard the established prestige of my Golden Saber Sect—it truly reflects the audacity of newborn calves that fear no tigers. They possess considerable nerve!"

Upon hearing this declaration, the dispositions of the individuals trailing behind him shifted, their expressions revealing a spectrum of reactions. One among them discreetly clasped his fists in a respectful salute.

"Eldest Martial Brother, whispers suggest that the Sect Master of this New Sword Sect is a figure of considerable capability, and their Grand Protector is said to possess cultivation of profound depth. We must by no means treat this undertaking lightly, lest we underestimate our opponent!"

The moment these words were uttered, the square-faced leader's sharp, cold gaze snapped back towards the speaker.

"Hmph! Are you implying to instruct me on the proper course of action?"

"Kindly grant me your forgiveness, Eldest Martial Brother. My sole intention was the welfare of our sect; how could I presume to dictate your methods..."

Observing the subordinate's submissive posture, the square-faced man displayed an unmistakable look of contempt. Proceeding forward with unwavering steps, he articulated his thoughts in a composed, resonant tone.

"I have already conducted a comprehensive investigation into all matters. The supposed Sect Master of this New Sword Sect has never actually engaged in combat. It was solely through the might of their Grand Protector that they managed to dispatch the former Sect Master of the Dangjian Sect and usurp this territory."

"You are all well aware of the negligible standing and utter lack of value of the Dangjian Sect, thus further elaboration is unnecessary. It is hardly surprising that their so-called Grand Protector could defeat the leader of such a third-rate establishment."

"For these two individuals to even harbor ambitions for the abandoned ruins of the Dangjian Sect, they cannot possibly be true powerhouses. Moreover, intelligence indicates that this Grand Protector recently departed from the sect. Now, who remains within the New Sword Sect that warrants our serious consideration?"

"We are esteemed disciples of the Golden Saber Sect, a distinguished entity of the Sixth-Tier. If we are incapable of subduing such a ragtag group, what recourse will we have to assert our presence and conduct our affairs within the Yandang Mountain region?"

Following this detailed exposition, an aura of admiration emanated from the assembled followers.

The contingent of ten individuals proceeded with deliberate steps up the stone stairway, breaching the entrance of the New Sword Sect.

Not long thereafter, a frantic report reverberated through the martial arts arena of the New Sword Sect, as an agitated disciple burst into the sect's central hall!

"Sect Master, calamity approaches!"

"The Golden Saber Sect has dispatched emissaries!"

The instant these words escaped his lips, the assembled Elders exhibited palpable signs of consternation.

They were originally remnants of minor sects, having barely scraped by at the lowest echelons of the Yandang Mountain power structure. The mere mention of the 'Golden Saber Sect' rendered them utterly paralyzed by dread!

The assembled group instinctively shifted their focus towards the master's seat, only to find Yi Feng exuding an air of serene composure.

"Oh?"

"They have indeed arrived. Very well, extend them a formal invitation to enter."

His pronouncement hung in the air, and a palpable wave of tension permeated the grand hall.

Not a single Elder dared to voice another syllable; their ears could only register the steadily approaching cadence of footsteps from beyond the threshold.

Swish, swish...

More than ten figures entered the great hall in succession. The square-faced man at their vanguard exuded a palpable killing intent. His physique was remarkably imposing, and the saber, extending three feet in length upon his back, radiated a chilling, formidable luminescence!

The Elders, already consumed by terror, felt their hearts hammering like war drums as they retreated to the periphery.

Yi Feng, however, remained unperturbed, his demeanor as placid as a gentle zephyr. Elevating his gaze to survey this assembly of supposed Golden Saber Sect luminaries, he perceived the inadequacy of their cultivation bases with a single glance and inquired with a disarming smile.

"You have all undertaken a considerable journey to reach this location. Might I inquire as to what form of guidance you intend to bestow upon us?"

Hearing this, the leader's countenance darkened further!

"Insolent wretch!"

"I am Lu Fengchun, the foremost disciple of the Golden Saber Sect. Previously, our sect dispatched a formal decree demanding that you submit a monthly tribute of silver, yet you audaciously refused. Now that I have personally arrived, you still feign ignorance!"

"A mere Seventh-Tier Sect presumes to disregard the formidable power of my Golden Saber Sect in such a manner. Are you actively soliciting your own annihilation?!"

Launching into his tirade with such overbearing, accusatory force, it was evident he was accustomed to wielding his authority with impunity.

Yi Feng, however, had no intention of placating him. With a sneer, he retorted instantly.

"Is that so?"

"From your pronouncements, am I to understand that you intend to leverage your might to oppress others?"

With a booming laugh that echoed with supreme confidence, the tall man declared, "Hahaha! So what if I use my power to oppress others? What can you possibly do? In this world, the strong have always been respected, and the weak must naturally yield..."

Before his arrogant monologue could conclude, Yi Feng casually unleashed a palm strike.

Boom!

A surge of spiritual energy, manifesting as a ferocious gale, shot towards them. The surrounding elders watched with dread, and the Chief Disciple of the Golden Saber Sect's eyes widened in alarm!

"Manifestation of Spiritual Energy!"

"You've actually reached the Heavenly Gate Realm?!"

As the palm wind bore down on him, the man had no choice but to hastily draw his saber to defend himself!

The clash sent him staggering back over ten feet!

Before he could even recover from the shock, another palm strike, swifter and more ferocious, descended upon him! This attack carried an even more potent wave of spiritual energy. Not only was the Golden Saber Sect's Chief Disciple flung out of the great hall, but the junior disciples behind him were also sent tumbling, collapsing onto the ground!

Clang!

His long saber clattered onto the floor, the sound echoing repeatedly.

Lu Fengchun rose, his face a mixture of shame and fury, a trickle of blood appearing at the corner of his mouth. The arrogance that had once filled his eyes was utterly vanquished, replaced by sheer astonishment.

"You truly have achieved the Heavenly Gate Realm!"

"To possess the actual strength to establish a Sixth-Tier Sect, yet still claim to be a Seventh-Tier... your schemes run deep!"

"I concede defeat today, but my Golden Saber Sect will never let this matter rest!"

With these parting words, the man swiftly led his disciples into the air, making a decisive retreat. His quick thinking was commendable, befitting the chief disciple of a sect surviving in Yandang Mountain.

This confrontation occurred with blinding speed, and its utterly one-sided conclusion was even more astonishing. The elders remained frozen in the great hall, while the disciples outside could only stare with vacant expressions.

After a prolonged silence, the crowd finally broke free from their stupor, erupting into thunderous cheers!

"The Sect Master is invincible!"

"The Sect Master is invincible!"

While the sect members celebrated with fervor, Yi Feng remained seated calmly in the master's chair. This minor skirmish was barely a ripple in his tranquil mind, a consequence of the profound composure cultivated through years of trials and tribulations.

Furthermore, the Golden Saber Sect disciple who had just challenged him was simply too weak in his estimation. With his current cultivation level, he was more than capable of founding a Fourth-Tier Sect!

News of this hidden strength would undoubtedly send shockwaves through the minor sects of Yandang Mountain. If he were to personally visit a Tenth-Tier Sect composed of novice cultivators, the sheer impact might prove too overwhelming for them.

This was the unshakeable confidence of the former number one genius of the Nanli Kingdom. The title of the White-Clad Sword God was earned, not merely given!

Following the initial wave of cheers,

A strange atmosphere gradually descended upon the great hall. The fleeting joy quickly gave way to apprehension. The elders exchanged nervous glances before stepping forward in unison, their voices laced with anxiety.

"Sect Master, this is a truly dire situation!"

"Sect Master, you may not be aware, but the Golden Saber Sect's Master possesses unfathomable cultivation. It is rumored he has already reached the Great Perfection of the Absolute Beginning Realm. I fear you are outmatched!"

"Indeed! We implore the Sect Master to reconsider this matter, to de-escalate this grave incident into a minor one, and then resolve it completely!"

"We humbly beg the Sect Master to journey to the Golden Saber Sect and offer apologies, lest we invite utter devastation upon ourselves!"

Witnessing the elders trembling as they knelt, it was evident that the Golden Saber Sect had instilled a deep sense of fear within them.

Yi Feng harbored no resentment towards their timidity, understanding the precarious existence these elders endured at the lower echelons of society. He calmly issued a decree as the Sect Master.

"Mm. Assemble and tally all sect members immediately. We are proceeding to the Golden Saber Sect."

Upon hearing this, the elders were filled with relief and joy.

"Phew..."

"The Sect Master's decision is wise! We absolutely must not provoke the Golden Saber Sect. We must promptly go and offer our apologies..."

Mid-sentence, the elders came to an abrupt halt, a dawning realization of something amiss settling upon them."Gather all the sect personnel?""Sect Master, what is the plan?"Yi Feng disregarded the fearful elders and walked out of the hall.Infusing spiritual Qi into his voice, it boomed across the entire sect!"Disciples of the New Sword Sect, heed my decree!""Assemble yourselves before the main hall immediately! Follow your Sect Master, and we shall eradicate the Golden Blade Sect!"