Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 1267: Self-Awareness

The dual powers erupted. To protect the Nine Heavens Garden Palace, Elder Wu Yuan unhesitatingly unleashed his body's potential, severing his connection with the advanced Yingyuan Palace, putting in his utmost effort. After such a blow, the Bone Spirit Green Eagle did not make a sound, shattered by the immense force carried by the hand, its enormous body flew aside. After numerous turns in the air, it crashed down at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

Through the gap in the roof beam, Ye Feng squinted, fear intensely reflected in his eyes.

He hadn't anticipated that the middle-aged Taoist had reached such a level. His tremendous power, like his own, was undoubtedly associated with Yuan Ying. Only by reaching the final step could he become a Yuan Ying Practitioner manifesting his spiritual power.

I must say, this person is indeed somewhat insane. I thought he was a wise elder, hoping to see through the world's illusions. Now, he is truly a madman. He is just a step away from the Yuan Yin.

"Ye Fengsheng, do you really think Kunlun wouldn't dare kill you?"

Elder Wu Yuan stood coldly and said, "Today, Kunlun will settle accounts with the Bone Spirit Green Eagle. I hope you have the self-awareness not to make a mistake."

Ye Fengsheng sneered, "Your Kunlun family's operations are admirable. Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by the world speaking such words? If you didn't kill Kunlun, why did Ye Fengsheng come to Kunlun? Even today, Kunlun initiated the first fight. Five elders and a Sword Immortal joined hands in slaughter. Oh, what tremendous prestige!"

"Now attacking and killing is out of the question, it's the Bone Spirit Green Eagle's doing. Conversely, I want to say, those benevolent words make me feel relieved. Can you really think Ye Fengsheng is a fool, so foolish that he can do good and bad deeds at the same time?"

"If you want me to descend the mountain, do so without involving the Bone Spirit Green Eagle! When I clear your Kunlun, I'll leave! Until then, if you come to Kunlun, I'll kill one, three people, I'll kill and establish a foundation! If you don't believe me, let them try and see if I can achieve it!"

At this moment, Ye Feng suddenly burst into laughter: "Do you really think my statement of Qilian hanging over your Kunlun's head is a joke?"

"Hahaha!"

"Try it!"

The face of the Elder Wu Yuan in the sky remained as old as before, but the fury in his eyes capable of piercing through buildings was hard to contain, not to mention his entire body

The Kunlun Elders, even monks flourishing in Core Formation from distant sects, could clearly see their fierce killing intent rapidly growing. If you close your eyes and rely merely on perception, you might even mistake it for a volcano soon to erupt!

"Elder Wu Yuan, let's kill him!"

Nearby, a Kunlun elder, unable to bear Ye Fengsheng's laughter piercing the marrow, volunteered.

He was smart. It wasn't his task. The several elders just injured by Ye Fengsheng were above him. His act of proposing from safety was clever, aware of not being a match yet cautious not to advance recklessly.

"I cannot kill you."

Another elder shook his head gently, glancing at the dry man in the sky. His eyes filled with dread: "If you can kill him, do so. Now many eyes are upon him, hundreds watch him. If you kill him, the news cannot be concealed. In the future, the ancient ones will chase him, and Kunlun will be doomed!"

"For this display, it's not worth burying Kunlun's foundation for centuries!"

"But if his insults continue, all Kunlun's salvaged reputation will be entirely destroyed!"

The elder said, "They don't know Ye Fengsheng is of an ancient lineage! They don't even know what an ancient one is! If this spreads, the whole world will deem us weak, deceitful Kunlun! Not the sound of leaves, nor that of a phoenix!"

Of course, he understood the causal relationship. The elder didn't know how to respond. He still presented his stance, "You cannot kill!"

Elder Wu Yuan remained silent for a long time.

As time passed, the body of the Bone Spirit Blue Sculpture at the foothill, losing its head, began to rapidly heal. It was no different from before

In the sunlight, the skull gleamed with newfound brilliance. After a rigid twist, the Bone Spirit Blue Sculpture roared skyward with an ear-splitting sound!

When the people in the sky heard this, they flinched under the sound. Then feeling disgraced, they realized it was inappropriate, allowing a third of their faces to reveal embarrassment.

Ye Fengsheng's laughter abruptly ceased. He grimaced, staring at the middle-aged Taoist in the sky. His eyes were filled with madness: "Given an opportunity, you refuse to use it. I stand here to kill you. You dare not act. At first, I shattered the Bone Spirit Blue Sculpture's skeleton, and it relinquished its hatred for your Kunlun, suppressing Kunlun for a hundred years. You just shattered its skull. Now, as the Bone Spirit rises again, how can you contend with me?"

"Mighty Kunlun, besides you, who else do you think can stop me?"

The face of Elder Wu Yuan still remained unyielding, as he turned to gaze at the massive form in the sky, restored as once before. His eyes were full of worry.

"If I fight with Bone Qi, can I stop Ye Fengsheng?"

He asked.

Very long after, someone said, "Ye Fengsheng practices the ancient lineage arts. His spirit is pure. We are absolutely not his opponents, but if we join forces, we certainly have no issue!"

"But under public scrutiny, if our Kunlun elders strike against the youth, then spreading it will inevitably damage Kunlun's reputation."

"Since when do you care about reputation? If he destroys Jiuda.

The nearly ten-meter-high sculpture of the Three Pure Ones was lifted single-handedly by Ye Fengsheng. After inhaling from the mountains and rivers, he threw it toward the Kunlun elders revealing themselves in the front. Not daring to resist, five people separated, fearing Ye Fengsheng might ruin the palace decor, with two branching out, searching for Ye Fengsheng's trace. The remaining three hastily separated, jumping one after another to take on the sculpture now like a disaster.

Watching Ye Fengsheng throw the sculpture, the elderly man in white remained motionless. He had three queries but did not dwell on them further. His aura surged; he worked tirelessly, striving for a quick resolution. His hunting voice was like a balloon. His spirit ascended the mountain, tightly clenched fists punched toward Ye Fengsheng's face.

The old man in crimson closely followed, refusing to be outdone. His fist transformed into a lotus, stepping three paces into the sky. If like a dragon, he would leave an untraceable shadow in the grand hall.

"Just like that? Then I'll dismantle the Nine Heavens Yingyuan Palace!"

His face remained unchanged. Ye Feng ignored the attacks from the two. He stepped half a step forward with his right foot, drawing a semicircle, toes gently sinking. The blue stone slabs, undamaged for centuries, immediately shook free, scattering in countless flying stone shards.

"You think you can make me stop?"

The white-robed elder sneered. It wasn't that he entrusted greatness to himself, but all inhabited the realm of Jiedan. Even if ancient techniques were no longer powerful or uncouth, and absorbed spirits no longer pure, it was impossible to form spiritual power in such a short time. More importantly, even if he could become spiritual power? Not now.

Whose momentum isn't vast, but life-and-death battles add even more! Aura-trained muscles and bones aren't breakable. Can't you break the condensed aura?

Even if Ye Feng possesses a deep and powerful voice, I am not alone and with you. How dare you trust me so much, as I start gathering focus during the attack?

Ye Fengsheng's body arched slightly, and underfoot the suddenly cracking blue stone slabs let out a resounding blast. Then, he followed the initially sinking foot, falling into the solid earth beneath the blue stone slabs, dividing it into three parts.

Bai Changquan was doing well. Behind him, the elder in red, under the Taoist shade, reached half a meter above Ye Fengsheng's forehead. He didn't strike with a lotus punch. Instead, he twisted his body fiercely, using Taishan's momentum to strike hard at Ye Feng's head!