Chapter 1270: Fight To The Death

One sword strike!

With just one sword strike, Liu Changfeng, the elder of the Divine Palace, was killed on the spot!

This was too terrifying...

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

Elder Liu was at the Half-Step Desolate Realm!

At that level, no matter how many Heaven-tier cultivators combined, they could not compare!

This should have been a battle with a clear disparity in strength, where life and death could be decided in an instant. No one could have imagined that the outcome would be completely reversed!

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

The gap in strength was even greater than they had previously imagined.

This person was definitely not a Heaven-tier cultivator but someone at or above the Half-Step Desolate Realm. His cultivation was terrifying, and the fact that he had hidden his strength until now showed how deep and frightening his scheming was!

This act of playing the fool to deceive others was truly ruthless!

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

It was hard to imagine that such a powerful figure would appear at the outskirts of the Divine Land!

This...

What should they do now?

The members of the Divine Palace were no ordinary people. Even though they were faced with something beyond their imagination, they quickly realized the gravity of the situation. They exchanged glances, not daring to speak, their hearts filled with immense shock and fear!

Suddenly.

They felt a sense of helplessness, like ants, and a cold chill ran down their spines!

In the deep pit on the ground.

The few surviving cultivators also widened their eyes at this moment.

The elder of the Divine Dao Sect had taken a pill and was barely holding on to his last breath. His injuries had stabilized somewhat, but when he witnessed the terrifying scene, his eyes nearly popped out of his head!

He shuddered and suddenly stood up!

This was no medical miracle.

It was simply because what he was seeing was too horrifying. His thousands of years of experience and knowledge were completely shattered by this scene.

A dignified elder of the Divine Palace had been killed with a single sword strike!

Good heavens...

That was a legendary figure, someone who had reached the rarely known Half-Step Desolate Realm! Such a god-like existence had been reduced to nothing in front of Senior Yi!

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

After a long while, he could only manage to squeeze out a curse.

"Senior Yi is too fierce!"

Such terrifying swordsmanship and cultivation had completely destroyed his worldview!

It was hard to imagine what level this senior had reached to be able to crush the elder of the Divine Palace so effortlessly. If this astonishing battle were to spread, the entire Divine Land would tremble!

No wonder...

When Senior Yi heard the name of the Divine Palace, he showed no fear. He even dared to detain the son of an elder!

So, Senior Yi was truly unfathomable!

A great sense of awe filled his eyes as the elder of the Divine Dao Sect trembled with excitement. Looking up at the stunned members of the Divine Palace in the sky, he felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction!

Seeing the figure standing calmly with a sword in hand, his eyes were filled with reverence!

To witness the demeanor of such a great figure in this lifetime, to see him righteously slay the arrogant, was truly something to cheer for. It made his thousands of years of life worth it. Meeting this senior was truly a great opportunity!

As he cursed aloud, many of the severely injured cultivators also looked on in shock.

Seemingly inspired by this uplifting outcome, one after another, they clenched their fists and looked up at the sky, their eyes filled with indescribable satisfaction. Watching the members of the Divine Palace being slaughtered, they felt their blood boiling with excitement!

In contrast.

The members of the Divine Palace in the sky were in a completely different situation!

With their elder dead, they were nothing.

Faced with this unimaginable situation, a fear they hadn't felt in countless years began to spread through their hearts. Even the sky above seemed to grow colder.

Even so.

They dared not move, not even to flee!

They stood frozen like puppets, their minds buzzing!

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

"Thud!"

Only when the corpse hit the ground, sinking into the sand like the other remains, did he suddenly snap out of it. His eyes filled with grief and panic!

All the glory and resources he had now were thanks to his father's prestige and status. With his father dead, he had no one to rely on!

The sky had fallen.

The sky had truly fallen!

But even with all these complex emotions swirling within him, he had no courage to seek revenge. He hadn't even seen that sword strike clearly. If his father couldn't withstand a single blow, what chance did he have...

As an unprecedented sense of inferiority washed over him, all his emotions turned into panic.

The once high and mighty young master now stood trembling in mid-air, his disheveled appearance fitting his current state. Gone was his air of superiority, replaced only by reddened eyes and trembling lips.

The other old men also lost their usual loyalty.

They exchanged furtive glances, their pale faces filled with the terror of impending doom.

Just as they were silently communicating, a cold voice rang out from behind.

"Today, none of you will leave."

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

One after another, they turned to beg for mercy, their actions utterly humiliating. In the face of death, pride meant nothing!

Unfortunately.

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

With a few crisp sounds, several more bodies fell to the ground.

Liu Haotian seemed to have lost all hope. Before Yi Feng could even strike, he fell to the ground, trembling and muttering like a madman.

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

The only remaining steward, an old man, showed some backbone. He clenched his fists and glared with resentment!

"Sir!"

"Your cultivation is indeed formidable, but by killing Elder Liu and his son, you have sealed your fate! Elder Liu's father is an inner sect elder of the Divine Land, a true Desolate Realm expert!"

"From this day forward, you will be hunted endlessly!"

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

Though his words sounded like a threat, his tone had become much more respectful.

As for the rest of his nonsense, it was nothing more than an excuse to save his own life. The so-called endless pursuit would not deter Yi Feng in the slightest.

Yi Feng didn't bother listening further and swung his sword.

"Crack!"

The sky was now empty, and all the enemies from the Divine Palace had been slain.

Landing slowly.

Looking at the devastation and the bloodstained ground, the heaviness in Yi Feng's heart remained. The experience gained from this battle now seemed insignificant.

Meanwhile, the elder of the Divine Dao Sect and a few survivors struggled over, their faces filled with reverence and excitement!

Despite their severe injuries, they were all filled with admiration!

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

The elder of the Divine Dao Sect was especially moved and even knelt down in gratitude!

"Senior, your life-saving grace is something I will never forget!"

"From now on, whether in life or death, I am willing to follow you, even through fire and water, without hesitation!"

As soon as he spoke, many others followed suit.

The relief of surviving a disaster, the satisfaction of avenging their grievances, and an inexplicable surge of passion all came together in their loud expressions of gratitude, echoing across the desolate desert.

Facing their enthusiasm, Yi Feng turned away indifferently.

"Go."

"Leave this place immediately. Not a single person is to remain!"

Looking at his suddenly cold back, so different from the approachable demeanor he had shown before, the group exchanged puzzled glances but dared not say more.

Even if they didn't voice it, they understood.

The Divine Palace would surely send more people, and Senior Yi did not want anyone else to risk their lives with him.

The elder of the Divine Dao Sect gazed at him for a long time before finally bowing in regretful farewell.

"Senior, take care. Your great kindness is beyond words, and we will remember it for the rest of our lives!"

The group gritted their teeth and stood up.

Perhaps because the battle had been so invigorating, many seemed to have regained some of their strength. They helped each other up, collected the bodies of their fallen comrades, and then bowed once more from a distance before leaving this place of trouble.

When the surroundings were finally empty.

Yi Feng slowly turned his gaze, watching the distant figures disappearing into the horizon and murmuring with emotion.

"Take care, everyone."

Only when the figures vanished from sight did Yi Feng withdraw his gaze. He stored the remaining hostage, Liu Haotian, into his spatial ring and collected the bodies of the Divine Palace members.

If the Divine Palace wanted to fight, then he would fight to the death. Now that he was alone and unburdened, he would stand his ground here, fighting to the bitter end. If they didn't come, he would take the hostage and the bodies to them!

This despicable sect that bullied the weak—he would see it through to the end!