I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1275: Unmatched Heritage

The Divine Fall Palace.

Deep within the heart of the sprawling complex of majestic pavilions and grand halls.

Inside a glazed hall of splendor.

A heavy silence hung over numerous powerful figures. Some possessed the youthful faces of children despite their snow-white hair; others displayed the deep lines of ancient eras, while some looked like handsome youths. Regardless of their appearance, every individual radiated an unfathomable and terrifying presence.

For a long duration, no one dared to speak.

Every eye was locked onto the shattered life tablet resting upon the table. A thick, suffocating aura of dread filled the chamber!

Etched into the surface of the broken tablet was a name that commanded attention—Liu Changfeng!

Despite the cracks, the legible name was enough to make everyone feel an immense weight, as if a mountain were crushing them, signaling the approach of a terrible storm.

Though they held the high-ranking titles of outer sect elders within the Divine Fall Palace, Liu Changfeng's father served as an inner sect elder. That man, Elder Liu Runan, was a genuine expert of the Desolate Realm. Should his fury be unleashed, the entirety of the Divine Fall Palace would tremble in fear!

After a period of oppressive stillness, the presiding elder spoke with a gravelly voice.

"Everyone, in the tens of thousands of years of our history, the Divine Fall Palace has never faced such a crisis. Elder Liu has been struck down. This incident demands a complete and thorough investigation!"

As soon as this position was declared, the remaining elders quickly voiced their agreement.

"Elder Gong is correct. The death of Elder Liu is a direct insult to the honor of our Divine Fall Palace. Whoever did this must be shredded into a thousand pieces!"

"Truly! We must hunt down the culprit, regardless of the price!"

"To serve as a grim warning, we must wipe out nine generations of the killer's bloodline!"

"If this individual is not put to death, how can our Divine Fall Palace maintain its prestige?"

The elders gathered here were all prominent figures within the Divine Land. Having survived countless battles and labored through arduous Cultivation to reach their status, they were naturally very cunning. Their declarations were calculated to protect the reputation of the Divine Fall Palace while simultaneously showing deference to the inner sect's Elder Liu.

In mere moments, a unified consensus was reached by the outer sect elders.

They understood that even without their interference, the news would inevitably find its way to Elder Liu Runan. Consequently, they all performed a display of competitive outrage, their combined fury nearly drowning the entire outer sect!

Events unfolded exactly as predicted.

Before the outer sect meeting had even finished, a figure slipped away toward the palace's inner sanctum.

The messenger bowed low before a nine-story tower, showing the highest level of deference while reporting the news.

Following a long pause, a cold, detached voice descended from the heights.

"This lord is already aware. You are dismissed."

The person bowed quickly once more, hiding a sense of inward delight as they hurried away.

Once the area around the tall tower was completely deserted.

Inside the silent meditation chamber on the highest floor.

An old man with a white beard and hair stared with icy, somber eyes at the soul flame flickering before him.

"Did you hear them?"

“After ten thousand years of painstaking Cultivation, you have fallen to this state. A proud outer sect elder has become nothing more than a tool for others to seek vengeance and try to win my favor.”

"I, Liu Runan, have traveled across the stars of Lan throughout my life. My grand reputation has been dragged through the mud by you, my own failure of a son!"

The soul flame took on the faint shape of a child's face, twisted with panic and shame.

Terrified by the words, the flame flickered as if bowing, pleading desperately for mercy.

"Father, please have mercy, Father, forgive me..."

“It isn't that your son is useless, it’s that the enemy was simply too strong. I never suspected that person’s Cultivation was so monstrous; he managed to obliterate my true body with just a single strike of his sword...”

Watching Liu Changfeng sob like a frightened child, his entire being shaking as he begged.

Liu Runan remained entirely unmoved, his expression a mask of indifference.

Having endured tens of thousands of years of conflict, glory, and shame, the old man had long since moved beyond common worries, nearly losing all human sentiment. Very little could shake his inner peace.

Only after the soul flame of Liu Changfeng had wept for a long time did Liu Runan finally look up and offer a sharp rebuke.

"Hmph."

“If you didn't possess a shred of talent that allowed you to reach the Half-Step Desolate Realm and form a second soul, you would be dead right now, your soul and body utterly extinguished. How could you still be standing here crying to me?”

Having been reprimanded, Liu Changfeng didn't dare look up, remaining in a kneeling position with a look of total defeat.

“Father’s criticism is just...”

“But your son is now in this wretched state. This second soul isn’t of much use. What will happen to me now? Tian'er is still held by that person. He is your own grandson, Father. You, as a venerable Elder, must seek justice for us.”

Observing the child-like soul flame and listening to the desperate pleas.

Although Liu Runan’s eyes remained cold, his voice softened ever so slightly.

“You truly are a difficult one to mold into a great talent.”

"Ten thousand years ago, I warned you to focus on the Great Dao and your Cultivation. Instead, you wasted your time bullying others using your status as an Elder. Otherwise, how could you have suffered such a fate?"

“It was clearly your own lack of drive, yet you want to point fingers at others? Who told you a second soul is worthless? It is only because your realm is so low that you can only appear as this weak, child-like flame.”

"If you could reach the Desolate Realm, this second soul would be able to travel vast distances through the void. With more progress, you could even form an external incarnation, multiplying your power in battle!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Changfeng wept with bitter regret.

His bright future was gone, leaving him as something neither alive nor dead. His remorse was so intense he felt sick to his stomach. He wailed like a child who had been beaten.

"Wuwuwu..."

Even seeing this pathetic display, Liu Runan sat as still and unfeeling as a statue, as though he no longer valued family ties.

Only when Liu Changfeng had calmed down slightly did the old man speak again.

“Let this be a lesson to you, so you understand that there is always a higher heaven. If this causes you to finally commit to the Dao, then it might not be entirely bad. Since he was the one to kill you, you shall simply take his body for your own.”

At these words, the child’s face within the flame slowly looked up.

"Take his body..."

"Father, you mean...?"

Liu Runan calmly stroked his beard, a sharp light glinting in his aged eyes.

"From what you’ve said, this person is likely a true expert of the Desolate Realm. If we can seize him and use a supreme forbidden art to perform a soul seizure, your second soul can take over his physical form. You will not only gain a new life but also instantly enter the Desolate Realm."

"This is the optimal choice and the most perfect path for your future."

Hearing this, Liu Changfeng was overwhelmed with joy, his eyes shining with sudden excitement!

"Soul seizure?!"

"Hiss..."

“That is a brilliant plan! If I can take over that man's body, every problem is solved, and I can turn this disaster into a blessing. My Cultivation will reach new heights!”

“Father is truly wise!”

In his state of elation, Liu Changfeng gazed at his father's weathered face.

Perhaps because of the trauma he survived, a small spark of conscience flickered within him. Or perhaps the memory of that terrifying sword strike still left him trembling with fear...

After a few moments, Liu Changfeng began to hesitate.

"But..."

“But that person is certainly at the Desolate Realm. Trying to capture him will be incredibly dangerous. Father, are you truly certain of success?”

Liu Runan looked at him deeply.

“It seems this ordeal has actually caused you to grow a little.”

“Be at peace. Even among those in the Desolate Realm, foundations vary wildly. This old man’s tens of thousands of years of Cultivation are not something a mere junior can hope to rival. Do not worry too much. While this task is not simple, it is by no means impossible.”

“Once you are reborn and enter the Desolate Realm, you must remember this warning and dedicate yourself to your training!”

Moved by this rare moment of fatherly teaching, Liu Changfeng wept and bowed his head in deep respect!

“Your son will never forget Father’s words!”

By the time he looked up, the old man’s form had already vanished into thin air.

The high-level movement technique left no trace behind. Having such a powerful father was an incredible foundation—both his pride and his ultimate safety net.

Who could have guessed?

What appeared to be a world-ending catastrophe had, in a heartbeat, become a golden opportunity!

Thinking of the immense power he would soon wield and that incredible sword technique, Liu Changfeng felt deeply touched by his father’s help, while a look of pure, manic excitement took over his eyes!

Even as a small, flickering soul-fire, a cruel and twisted expression formed on his child-like face.

It wouldn't be long now.

Soon, he would ascend to the Desolate Realm and look down upon the world!

When that day arrived, both he and his father would secure their places in the inner sect of the Divine Fall Palace, and their lineage would prosper for eternity!