I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God

Chapter 1449: What If I Stand Against the World

As Yi Feng's questioning shout echoed.

Several young cultivators showed panic in their eyes, not daring to look up and meet his gaze.

At the front of the crowd, however, several figures from the Snow Moon Holy Land stepped forward with their hands behind their backs, wearing condescending and smug expressions.

"Why?"

"You traitor, stealing the secret treasure of our Holy Land, failing the cultivation efforts of the entire Nanli Nation! You are utterly ungrateful, and everyone has the right to execute you!"

"Even now, you still have the nerve to ask why?"

Stealing a treasure?

Ungrateful?

Looking at the other party speaking with such self-righteousness, Yi Feng found it hard to imagine just how thick-skinned they must be to spout such blatant lies to slander him!

It was clearly the Snow Moon Holy Land that had first used the geniuses of various nations as human cauldrons to secretly practice unspeakable demonic arts, yet now they dared to turn around and falsely accuse him?

Such conduct was truly worthy of a Holy Land!

Yi Feng smiled with cold eyes, too lazy to pay attention to the shameless disciples of the Holy Land.

Sweeping his gaze across the audience, he saw that the cultivators of the various sects all wore expressions of righteous indignation. Obviously, they firmly believed the words of the Snow Moon Holy Land and treated him as a treasure-stealing traitor.

Under the slander of a grand Holy Land, Yi Feng knew that he could not defend himself.

Based solely on a one-sided story, they deemed him a traitor and hunted him down.

Is this the morality of the world?

I am afraid it is just the so-called truth determined by power and authority!

The major orthodox sects are nothing more than this.

He no longer cared what others thought, but seeing his former junior brothers standing awkwardly in silence, he felt a chill in his heart and asked again in a deep voice.

"Do you also see me as a traitor who stole the treasure?"

"We once learned from the same master. You should know better than anyone what kind of person I, Yi Feng, am!"

As his question fell, tens of thousands of cultivators turned their attention to those few people.

Feeling the multitude of gazes, the few men immediately felt immense pressure. Even if there was a trace of hesitation in their eyes, it instantly turned into a firm expression as they angrily rebuked him with self-righteous words!

"You..."

"You are a traitor! This is the order of the Holy Land, how could it be false!"

"You demonic traitor, stop trying to use your silver tongue! Even if our cultivation is lacking, we have over ten thousand fellow daoists assisting us. Today, we will definitely bring you to justice. This is Master's order!"

Master...

Hearing these last words, Yi Feng's eyes trembled slightly.

In his mind, the image of the once kind-faced old man suddenly appeared, and the earnest teachings of many years still echoed in his ears. Because he remembered that kindness, even after Yi Feng became famous, he often secretly returned to the sect to visit, leaving behind many precious materials and cultivation methods.

He never expected it.

The master whose grace was as weighty as a mountain in his memory was actually the one who personally ordered him to be hunted down!

Years of master-disciple affection and the childhood familiarity of fellow disciples were actually far inferior to the one-sided words of the Snow Moon Holy Land...

The bonds of the mortal world are nothing more than this.

At this moment.

Yi Feng suddenly saw through many things and looked up to the sky, laughing loudly!

"Hahaha..."

It was impossible to tell what kind of mood the laughter conveyed; it only made people feel a sense of desolation. Amplified by his terrifying cultivation base, it shook the entire Soul-Severing Cliff and made the cultivators from all sides look tense!

Under the gaze of the entire audience.

Yi Feng gradually calmed his laughter. He untied the wine gourd from his waist with his left hand, opened it, and held it high above his head. Wine flowed down like a waterfall as he drank heavily!

Gulping down the clear wine in his hand, the blood covering his body was striking!

Witnessing such a scene, many people looked at each other in dismay. The boundless heroism revealed by that extraordinary aura could not help but inspire awe. Even though Yi Feng had reached the end of his rope, he stood by the Soul-Severing Cliff like a god of death, shocking the entire audience into pin-drop silence!

It was unknown who couldn't help but murmur, but it sounded so clear at this moment.

"Sword energy sweeps across thirty thousand miles, a single sword freezes nineteen provinces..."

The poem that the world once used to praise Yi Feng echoed in their ears at this moment, making many feel a deep resonance. The White-Robed Sword God truly lived up to his former reputation!

Seeing the morale actually dropping, anger spewed from the eyes of the Holy Land disciples!

They urged again in a deep voice, their words full of the majesty of the Holy Land.

"Bastards!"

"What freezing nineteen provinces!"

"He is now running out of oil and his lamp is dying. There are nearly ten thousand of you. Even if each person spits once, it is enough to drown him! In such a guaranteed victory, why haven't you attacked yet?"

"Do you want our Holy Land to take action personally and solve this traitor for your Nanli Nation?"

"Hmm!?"

After the Holy Land disciples glared and applied pressure, the major sects could only bite the bullet and bow!

"What the lords say is absolutely right, we will attack now!"

"Everyone attack together, execute this villain!"

Along with the shouts, the dense crowd of cultivators finally mustered their courage, successively drawing their swords and flying into the clouds. The overwhelming number of figures was incalculable, completely surrounding the Soul-Severing Cliff!

Looking at the sky full of figures.

Yi Feng put away his wine gourd, gripped his longsword tightly, and stepped forward. He no longer had the slightest attachment or concern; his eyes were filled only with boiling battle intent!

What bullshit orthodox sects...

What hypocritical Holy Land!

Today, he would definitely make these despicable people lose their lives here. Even if he died, he would drag down enough people to be buried with him!

Just as he was about to charge and slaughter with his sword.

Suddenly!

A black silhouette descended from the sky, forcefully blocking his path!

With just a wave of his hand, he blasted away the dozens of people rushing at the front. This extraordinary method shocked the entire audience, causing the sky full of figures to freeze!

Seeing that familiar back clearly, Yi Feng had a look of disbelief.

"You..."

He had never dared to imagine that when he was betrayed by everyone and completely isolated, this thick-skinned fellow who had no ties to him would actually descend from the sky to lend a helping hand.

The black-robed youth was very calm, slowly reaching out a hand to interrupt Yi Feng's words.

Then he looked around at the heroes of the world and spoke in a cold voice.

"This master was just passing by and heard that it seemed quite lively here, so I came to take a look. Who would have thought that the person involved is actually this master's creditor."

"Since that is the case, then I can meddle in this matter."

"In my life, this master has always been clear about gratitude and grudges. Paying back debts is justified by heaven and earth. If you kill my creditor, who am I supposed to pay my debt to?"

"If you want to kill him, you first have to ask if this master agrees!"

One move shocked the entire audience into silence, and his words were extraordinarily domineering.

The major sects showed apprehension in their eyes, and the Holy Land disciples also knew that the newcomer was extraordinary, their expressions becoming subtle.

Facing just Yi Feng alone, hunting him for a whole night without a clear victory had consumed far more manpower and energy than expected. Now, with the addition of this unknown expert, the situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable.

If this kid managed to escape by a fluke, there would probably be endless trouble in the future.

Thinking of this.

The Holy Land disciples exchanged glances and nodded. The leader stepped forward to probe him.

"Your Excellency."

"This matter has nothing to do with you. We just want to eliminate this villain. As long as you do not interfere in this matter, you can leave safely, and our Snow Moon Holy Land will definitely remember your favor."

"I presume Your Excellency knows the weight of a favor from the Snow Moon Holy Land, right?"

"As for the debt you mentioned, although we don't know what benefits this villain has given you, we can repay it ten times over. In this way, Your Excellency has no reason to continue making an enemy of us."

"As the saying goes, a wise man submits to circumstances. Your Excellency is a smart person, so there should be no need for us to say more about how you should choose, right?"

These words were airtight, not only promising the favor of the Holy Land but also explicitly stating their willingness to pay ten times the debt to settle everything.

This massive empty promise was painted so well; as soon as they opened their mouths, they showed themselves to be smooth operators.

Instantly.

Many sect geniuses revealed eyes full of jealousy, wishing they could be that young man in black.

Feeling the fiery gazes around them, the disciples of the Holy Land looked proud. Their smiling faces revealed a sense of superiority, as if they had everything in the bag.

Who would have thought that in the next moment, the young man in black would actually let out a cold sneer!

"Xueyue Holy Land?"

"What kind of damn face do you have? You think you're worthy of making this young master step aside?"

"Besides, my debt is bigger than the heavens. Just relying on you lot, you dare to boast about paying it back ten times over? This big talk shows you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. It's only good for tricking children!"

"One look and I can tell you're used to talking bullshit, daring to fool anyone. You didn't even look at who this young master is! You're truly like a tadpole getting a frog tattoo—what the hell are you showing off!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he unleashed a barrage of insults, showing absolutely no mercy!

The unexpected cursing left the various major sects looking stunned. They completely hadn't expected the newcomer to be so overbearing. At the same time, the disciples of the Holy Land turned gloomy, their entire bodies trembling with anger!

A debt bigger than the heavens?

Even the Xueyue Holy Land couldn't afford to pay it?

This was clearly absolute nonsense!

Even a fool could hear at this moment that this young man in black was dead set on protecting Yi Feng. He didn't care about the prestige of the Xueyue Holy Land at all, which was why he dared to hurl such insults!

Truly having audacity that touched the heavens!

When had the disciples of the Holy Land ever suffered such humiliation? They immediately roared in anger!

"Bastard! Bastard!"

"You dare to insult my Holy Land! Your only path is to die without a burial place!"

"What are the major sects still waiting for? Quickly tear these two into ten thousand pieces!"

Instantly, nearly ten thousand cultivators hovered in the air with their swords drawn!

Seeing that a battle to the death was unavoidable, Yi Feng suddenly felt no fear. He only looked at the dashing black silhouette in front of him, feeling an indescribable sense of being moved and guilty.

Even though the sword cultivators blotted out the sky and the sun, and the situation was extremely critical, there was no one else in his eyes. He just looked at the black silhouette and let out a sigh.

"Sigh..."

"Why must you do this."

"Do you know that by doing this, you will probably become enemies with all the sects in the Nanli Kingdom? Is it worth it?"

Just as his voice fell.

The young man in black turned his head with a smile, still as dashing and untamed as before.

"Worth it! Of course it's worth it!"

"This young master does things only to be happy and free. Who cares about what sects or Holy Lands? If they displease the eye, then fuck 'em!"

"If you die here, where is this young master going to find such good wine? Let alone becoming enemies with the sects of the Nanli Kingdom, so what if I become enemies with the whole world!"

"Right, do you still have any wine? Give this young master a sip! I already owe you a debt anyway, so a couple more sips can just be considered interest!"

These words left Yi Feng speechless, feeling a wild surge of warmth in his heart.

Looking at that grinning face, his throat choked up unconsciously. Even if he had thousands of words of gratitude, he couldn't say them. He could only take out the wine gourd from his waist and playfully throw it over.

"Catch!"

"My interest isn't cheap, you better think it through!"

The young man in black steadily caught the wine gourd, gave a carefree laugh, and began to drink deeply!

"Hahaha!"

"Anyway, this young master has no money right now, so it's fine as long as I drink and am happy now! As for the interest, definitely next time!"

"Glug glug glug..."

After a deep drink.

Seeing the sky full of cultivators pressing down like a mountain, life and death would be decided in the next moment!

The young man in black threw away the empty gourd, drew the longsword from his back, and swept his wrist. In an instant, a hundred people were sent flying horizontally, their wails shaking the sky!

This was the first time Yi Feng had seen him make a move, secretly thinking that his methods were indeed extraordinary.

As a fellow sword cultivator, a faint desire for victory couldn't help but rise in his heart. Even though his cultivation was greatly depleted, his right hand flipped in a sword flourish, and instantly, sword qi pierced straight into the clouds like a long rainbow!

After one sword strike.

Similarly, over a hundred sword cultivators lost their lives on the spot, and even the clouds were sliced apart by the sword qi!

Looking at this sword strike, many cultivators felt a chill in their hearts, inevitably recalling the name of the White-Clothed Sword God. From being forced to make a move at the beginning, they changed into yelling with faces full of terror, transforming into desperadoes under the fear of death!

No matter how elegant and graceful these famous sect geniuses used to be, at this moment, their ugly sides were fully exposed!

But no matter how awe-inspiring the murderous aura in the sky was, the young man in black remained unmoved. He just looked at the sword qi that pierced straight into the clouds and couldn't help but voice his admiration!

"Good swordplay!"

"This move of yours really has something to it. As expected of this young master's creditor!"

Hearing this, Yi Feng was also infected by that dashing temperament. Supporting his heavily injured body, he stepped forward to stand side by side, looking back and smiling in response.

"Haha."

"That's only natural!"

"Today is my stage. These orthodox sects all came to hunt me down, how could I let you steal all the limelight? If I let you show off your divine might all by yourself, where would my face as a creditor be?"

Hearing these words, the smile of the young man in black grew even wider, and with heroic passion, he pointed his sword angrily at the heavens!

"Good!"

"Today, you and I will fight the enemy shoulder to shoulder, and we will definitely fight to our hearts' content!"

After his words echoed out, he stepped forward with his sword straight into the heavens. Yi Feng followed closely behind and soared into the sky. The two figures charged straight into the grand array of sword cultivators filling the sky. Even though there was a sky full of sword cultivators, in front of those two, they were nothing but chickens and clay dogs!

The so-called geniuses couldn't even withstand a single exchange!

In a split second.

Sword gleams flashed like white rainbows, and blood mist blasted out like the glow of sunset. Even the newly risen morning light paled in comparison, and cries of terror resounded through heaven and earth!

Soul-Severing Valley, where ten thousand souls were severed!