Fight to the Death

One sword!

With just one sword strike, the Divine Palace Elder Liu Changfeng fell dead on the spot!

This was too terrifying...

The sudden turn of events surpassed everyone's imagination. The members of the Divine Palace were petrified mid-air, utterly unable to believe their eyes!

Elder Liu was at the Half-Step Desolation Realm!

That realm was something no number of Heaven-rank cultivators combined could ever hope to match!

This should have been a lopsided battle, where life and death would be decided in the blink of an eye. No one could have ever imagined the result would be so completely overturned!

The battle was indeed swift, but it was Elder Liu who was instantly killed by a single sword!

The disparity was even greater than they had previously imagined.

This person was definitely not a Heaven-rank cultivator, but an existence at the Half-Step Desolation Realm or above. Not only was his cultivation terrifying, but the fact that he had concealed his strength until now showed a depth of cunning that was truly horrifying!

This act of playing the pig to eat the tiger was utterly ruthless!

This time, they had truly kicked an iron plate...

It was hard to imagine such a major figure appearing in the outer regions of the Divine Land!

This...

What were they to do now?!

The Divine Palace members were no ordinary individuals. Even when faced with something beyond imagination, they quickly grasped the crux of the problem. They exchanged glances, not daring to make a sound, their hearts roiling with immense shock and panic!

Suddenly,

they were overwhelmed by a feeling of powerlessness, like mere ants, a chilling wind seeming to blow down their backs!

In the deep crater on the ground,

the few surviving cultivators also stared wide-eyed at this moment.

The Divine Dao Sect Elder, having taken a pill, was barely clinging to his last breath, his injuries having just stabilized. Witnessing this horrifying scene, his eyes nearly bulged out of his head!

A jolt ran through his body, and he struggled to his feet!

This wasn't some medical miracle.

It was simply because what he was witnessing was too terrifying, collapsing millennia of experience and perspective.

A dignified Divine Palace Elder, slain by a single sword strike!

Good heavens...

That was a legendary figure, a cultivator who had reached the scarcely known Half-Step Desolation Realm! Such a god-like existence was nothing more than clay chickens and pottery dogs before Senior Yi!

Staring blankly at the body falling through the air, his mind also went completely blank!

His throat worked for a long moment before he could barely squeeze out a curse.

"Senior Yi is too fierce!"

Such terrifying swordsmanship and cultivation had utterly shattered his worldview!

It was truly hard to imagine what realm this senior had reached to be able to crush a Divine Palace Elder like this. If news of such a shocking battle spread, the entire Divine Land would tremble!

No wonder...

Back then, when the senior heard the name of the Divine Palace, he showed not a trace of fear, and even dared to detain the Elder's son!

So, Senior Yi was this profound and unfathomable!

Immense awe shone in his eyes. The Divine Dao Sect Elder trembled with excitement, looking up at the stunned Divine Palace members in the sky, feeling an overwhelming sense of gratification!

Gazing at the figure standing calmly with his sword, his eyes filled with reverence!

To witness the bearing of such a lofty master in this lifetime, righteously executing the arrogant bullies, made one unable to resist clapping in approval. It made his ten thousand years of life feel worthwhile. Meeting this senior was truly a heaven-sent opportunity!

As he blurted out the curse, many of the severely injured cultivators also looked on in shock.

Seemingly inspired by this heartening outcome, one after another clenched their fists and looked skyward, their eyes filled with indescribable satisfaction. Watching the Divine Palace invaders being slaughtered made their blood boil with passion!

In contrast,

the situation for the Divine Palace members in the air had turned completely upside down!

With their Elder dead, they were nothing.

Faced with this unimaginable predicament, a fear they hadn't felt for countless years spread through their hearts. Even the sky today seemed to grow bitingly cold.

Yet,

they dared not move, lacking even the courage to flee!

They stood stiff as puppets, their heads buzzing!

Liu Haotian was especially shaken, his face a mask of stupefaction, as if he hadn't yet processed that his incredibly powerful father had been killed by a single sword strike.

"Thud!"

Only when the corpse hit the ground, sinking into the yellow sand like the other remains, did he suddenly snap awake, his eyes filling with grief, indignation, and panic!

All the glory and resources he enjoyed now relied entirely on his father's prestige and status. With his father dead, he had no one to rely on anymore.

The sky had fallen.

The sky had truly fallen!

Yet, even as a myriad of complex emotions churned within him, he lacked the courage to seek revenge. That sword strike just now—he hadn't even seen it clearly. If his father wasn't a match for a single blow, what was he...?

As an unprecedented sense of inferiority washed over his face, all his emotions morphed into panic.

The once high-and-mighty young master now trembled as he stood mid-air, his disheveled appearance seeming more fitting now, all traces of superiority gone, leaving only red-rimmed eyes and trembling pupils.

The other old men also lost their previous loyalty.

Stealing glances at each other, their ashen faces were full of dread at the impending disaster.

Just as they were exchanging these furtive looks, a cold voice sounded from behind.

"Today, none of you will leave."

As the words fell, the old men looked as if they had lost their own parents!

They turned one after another, pleading for mercy, acting utterly humble. Before the threat of death, what was face?!

Unfortunately,

Yi Feng's killing intent had been stirred, and he would not relent.

A few crisp crack sounds later, several more bodies plummeted.

Liu Haotian also seemed to lose all hope. Before Yi Feng even made a move, he was so terrified he fell to the ground, shaking and muttering incessantly as if gone mad.

"This is a dream, this must be a nightmare..."

The sole remaining steward old man showed some spine, still able to glare with a venomous expression, fists clenched!

"Sir!"

"Your cultivation is indeed formidable, but by killing Elder Liu and his son, you have doomed yourself! Elder Liu's father is an Inner Sect Elder of the Divine Palace, a true Desolation Realm expert!"

"From this day forth, you will face endless pursuit!"

"If you spare me, I might be able to conceal this matter..."

Though his words sounded like a threat, his form of address had become several times more respectful.

As for the rest of his nonsense, it was merely an excuse fabricated to save his own skin. The so-called pursuit was unlikely to make Yi Feng hesitate.

Yi Feng couldn't be bothered to listen further. With a swing of his sword,

"Crack!"

The sky was now empty of others; all the Divine Palace enemies had been executed.

Landing slowly,

he looked at the devastation and the blood staining the ground. The heaviness in Yi Feng's heart refused to dissipate, and the experience points gained now seemed insignificant.

In contrast, the Divine Dao Sect Elder and the few survivors approached with difficulty, filled with excitement!

Despite their severe injuries, everyone wore expressions of reverence and exhilaration!

"Thank you, Senior, for your righteous assistance!"

The Divine Dao Sect Elder was particularly moved, even kneeling and bowing on the spot!

"This old one will never forget your life-saving grace!"

"From now on, regardless of life or death, this old one is willing to follow you, Senior, through any peril, even if it means dying ten thousand deaths!"

As he spoke, many others followed suit.

The relief of surviving a catastrophe, the satisfaction of vengeance served, and a mysterious surge of passion all converged in their loud bows and salutes, echoing across the somewhat desolate sea of sand.

Faced with all this fervor, Yi Feng turned away indifferently.

"Go."

"Leave this place immediately, all of you. Not a single person is to remain!"

Looking at his suddenly solitary back, so different from the approachable senior demeanor he once showed, everyone exchanged puzzled glances, not daring to say more.

Even unspoken, they understood clearly in their hearts.

The Divine Palace would surely send more people. The senior did not wish for anyone else to risk themselves with him.

The Divine Dao Sect Elder gazed for a long time, finally offering a regretful bow of farewell.

"Senior, take care. We dare not speak of repaying such a great kindness, but we will remember it for the rest of our lives!"

Everyone gritted their teeth and stood up.

Perhaps because this battle had been so stirring, many seemed to have recovered a bit of their cultivation. With great difficulty, they supported and helped each other, gathered the bodies of their fallen comrades, then bowed once more from a distance before finally leaving this place of strife.

When the surroundings were completely empty of others,

Yi Feng also slowly turned his gaze, watching the few scattered figures flying towards the horizon and murmured with emotion.

"Everyone... take care."

Only when the figures vanished beyond the sky's edge

did Yi Feng withdraw his gaze. He stored the sole remaining hostage, Liu Haotian, into his ring, and also collected the corpses of the Divine Palace members.

If the Fallen God Palace wants a war, then it will be a fight to the death. Now that he was alone with no more attachments, he would stand his ground here, an endless battle of life and death. If they didn't come, he would take the hostage and the corpses and go to their doorstep!

This damn sect that bullies the weak, he would see this through to the end!