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 locked in a mask of horror, resembling a man whose entire reality had been shattered.

It felt impossible to grasp that the prestigious Black Dragon Divine Guard had been decimated in a mere heartbeat. What was supposed to be a golden chance to align themselves with the Divine Palace had transformed into a catastrophe that destroyed their Sect.

His spirit had nearly broken; his complexion was as pale as ash.

Just as he reached the nadir of his despair.

Suddenly!

A crushing weight of oppression flooded the room, making the chill of the predawn air feel like needles against the skin!

A cold 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 force that even he struggled to stay upright. His beard and hair were tossed about by the wind, his face twisted in a mixture of powerlessness and sheer panic.

Before the Third Elder could even find his footing.

The gale vanished as quickly as it had arrived.

Ripples in space distorted the air within the hall, and two figures emerged, one following the other.

The man leading the way possessed a refined, scholarly grace, moving with slow, measured steps and his hands joined behind his back. Even without moving a finger, his presence radiated a suffocating pressure that made it painful to look at him. This dread-inducing aura was far beyond anything the late Lord Yao had ever displayed.

This was power on an entirely different plane of existence!

Without uttering a word, he seemed to command the very momentum of heaven and earth; wherever he walked, the world itself seemed to step aside!

From that single first look.

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

His shock only deepened when he noticed the man trailing behind—the very Divine Palace Deacon who had previously delivered the message. This high-ranking official now stood with profound humility, head bowed like a lowly servant waiting for orders.

Utterly stunned, the Third Elder immediately collapsed into a deep, trembling bow.

The identity of the newcomer was now blindingly clear!

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

Divine Palace Deacons were exalted figures! In any outer Sect, they were treated as guests of the highest honor. For one to act with such subservience meant the visitor could only be the legendary Elder of the Divine Palace, Liu Changfeng!

The Third Elder was consumed by a massive sense of dread, unable to fathom that a Divine Palace Elder had arrived in the flesh.

Even though the visitor had not yet spoken.

The Elder’s courage had already failed him, and all his practiced dignity had evaporated.

Observing this terrified display of submission.

Liu Changfeng’s eyes flickered over him momentarily. Standing motionless with his hands behind his back, he didn't even acknowledge the luxury of the hall. Only a voice that betrayed neither anger nor joy echoed through the room.

"Where is my son now?"

It was a simple inquiry, but it landed with 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 lowered his head even further and blurted out everything he knew in a single breath.

"R-reporting to the Elder!"

"We followed the Young Master's aura and traced him to a mining site within the Northern Desert Barren Domain. That site was originally under our Sect's control, but we lost contact for unknown reasons. Yao... Yao Qianji went to welcome the Young Master as the Deacon commanded, but he never came back. Every soul tablet in our Sect has shattered... there isn't a single survivor..."

"As for where the Young Master is currently... 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 mine... suggests a change took place a long time ago. It might have been seized, or perhaps a natural disaster occurred."

"Natural disasters are usually brief. If one persisted, it would be a global calamity that the Divine Palace would have detected. Since no such reports exist, it clearly wasn't nature."

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

"My son went to that desolate region searching for Starfall Crystal Sand. He likely crossed paths with them, which explains his silence."

In just a few sentences, he had dissected the core of the problem.

To the Third Elder, these words were like the tolling of a divine bell, clearing the fog of confusion from his mind.

"The Elder is wise! Truly, the Elder is most brilliant!"

His desperate flattery failed to cause even a ripple in Liu Changfeng’s cold expression.

The old Deacon also looked on with deep respect.

"Elder..."

"It appears the opposition possesses some Cultivation, which explains why we haven't heard from the Young Master. However, no matter how bloodthirsty they are, they surely wouldn't dare to harm the Young Master!"

"This subordinate is prepared to leave immediately to bring the Young Master back safely!"

Only then did Liu Changfeng give a slight, nearly imperceptible nod.

"Indeed."

"Tian’er’s Soul Lamp is still burning bright, meaning those people are intimidated by the reputation of the Divine Palace. My son, regardless of his flaws, is not someone just anyone is permitted to touch."

"I will go personally in a moment to see exactly who these people are and where they originate from."

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

Hearing this, a spark of hope flickered in the Third Elder's heart, and he quickly pulled out a star chart to gain favor.

"Elder!"

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

His forced, fawning smile finally drew a chilling look from Liu Changfeng.

With just that one look.

The Elder's motives were laid bare, and Liu Changfeng’s eyes turned cold.

"A man must understand his own worth."

"Since your Black Dragon Divine Guard is all but gone, this Sect is fated to disappear from existence. You serve no further purpose and should join Yao Qianji in the afterlife."

The quiet words struck the Third Elder like a physical blow, his expression shifting to one of sheer terror.

"What!?"

Before he could say anything else.

Liu Changfeng had already raised his right hand, his fingers tensed like a claw!

An airless pressure erupted. The Third Elder was snatched into the air like a helpless bird, his face turning crimson. Then, a sickening snap echoed—his neck broke, and his body went limp.

He crashed to the floor, his face frozen in a look of bitter regret.

The once-mighty Black Dragon Divine Guard vanished from the world in that instant. Ten millennia of prestige fell like dust to the ground, destined to be forgotten by time.

In this realm, the powerful dictate reality.

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

The first rays of dawn began to show.

Yet the hall stayed as quiet as a tomb. The master and servant from the Divine Palace pierced through the void and vanished, flying straight toward the Northern Desert Barren Domain.

"Swish!"

Spatial disturbances rippled in the sky as the two men stepped out into the open air.

Liu Changfeng stood suspended in the heavens, hands behind his back, staring down at the sandy mining camp below. No matter how hard the workers on the ground labored, it failed to move him in the slightest.

Having held a position of supreme power for thousands of years, he was almost entirely detached from emotion. Such visible suffering was, to him, merely the natural way of the world and the hand of fate.

After observing for only a few moments.

The pathetic Cultivation levels of those on the ground were revealed to him. This caused a mixture of bewilderment and letdown to appear in Liu Changfeng’s gaze.

Could such lowly ants have truly wiped out the Black Dragon Divine Guard?

The confusion was only fleeting.

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

In an instant.

A weight of pressure never before seen descended from the heavens, pinning the earth down. The crowds of cultivators at the mine were paralyzed, their bodies freezing as if they had been hit by a supernatural frost!

Within seconds, every movement in the mining site stopped completely.

Liu Haotian also became a statue, his eyes starting to shake with emotion!

Before he could even turn his head.

Liu Changfeng, high above, felt a rare spark of rage boil over onto his face!

He made a gesture toward the empty air.

Liu Haotian was yanked into the sky before him, looking like a filthy, ragged beggar...

Seeing the Young Master in such a wretched state.

The old Deacon was both horrified and enraged, unable to hold back a choked, angry cry!

"Young Master...?"

"Young Master, you have endured so much! This subordinate was too slow!"

Liu Changfeng’s expression darkened further, looking grim enough to cast a shadow.

As an Elder of the Divine Palace and a renowned figure throughout the Lan Star, to have his son treated like this... it wasn't just an attack on his child, it was a direct insult to Liu Changfeng himself!

Such a blatant act of disrespect was a permanent stain on the Divine Palace’s honor!

Seeing his son's eyes fill with tears, Liu Changfeng’s fury became uncontrollable!

"Unacceptable!"

"This is absolutely unacceptable!"

"A mere insect dares to torment the son of this sovereign! Today, I will teach you that the fury of the Divine Palace leaves a path of millions of corpses!"

His enraged scream shook the sky, and a fierce wind howled across the firmament!

Liu Changfeng channeled his immense Cultivation, throwing a palm strike from the heavens that stretched for ten thousand miles, falling like the peak of a mountain!

"Great Wasteland Cloud-Overturning Palm!"

Immediately.

The ground split open, and waves of sand rose in a relentless tide. The entire mining site was crushed flat, leaving nothing but a massive palm print ten thousand miles wide and a landscape covered in bodies!