Chapter 964: Chapter 964

"Little Junior Brother!" Snowy Peak Master couldn’t care less about formalities or the usual protocols. His eyes narrowed, and his voice trembled with disbelief, "You... Why have you become ?! Have you fallen to the devil’s side?!"

Misty Peak Master immediately contradicted him, saying, "Falling to the devil doesn’t leave such a mark!"

He stared at Yun Yubai, his eyes swirling with countless emotions—complicated, difficult to decipher.

After a long pause, he finally made a decision, his voice ringing through the air, "This is the Asura Royal Clan’s totem mark!"

The Demon Clan highly valued bloodlines, and from their lineage, various totem marks could be distinguished.

The group of onlookers froze, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.

Although Yun Yubai rarely involved himself in the sect’s affairs, they had all witnessed the sheer power of his Cloud Glow Sword Skill. But now, to think that Yun Yubai was from the Asura Royal Clan—how could he learn the sword technique of Seven Peaks Sect so expertly, if he truly hailed from that bloodline?

They refused to believe it!

Jade Wall Peak Master gritted his teeth, forcing himself to stand, his body trembling with weakness, "Little Junior Brother, stop joking around! According to the records, the Asura Royal Clan’s totem mark is indeed like that, but they possess purple eyes!"

There must be some misunderstanding here!

Yun Yubai let out a soft laugh and ran his fingers through his hair.

"Second Senior Brother, as expected, you are quite well-read." His tone was calm, "But the truth is, I am of both celestial and demon blood—my lineage is impure, hence my red eyes."

This revelation left everyone in stunned silence. They could hardly believe their ears.

Snowy Peak Master, upon seeing the brutal ferocity in Yun Yubai’s eyes, whispered, "Little Junior Brother, if you’re going to settle scores, does this mean you’re planning to wipe out all of Seven Peaks Sect?"

At this moment, no one cared about Yun Yubai’s identity; it was their lives that mattered most.

Jade Wall Peak Master hurriedly added, "Yes, Little Junior Brother, we were deceived by Ji Chengyi and had no idea about the truth."

Misty Peak Master’s voice was filled with worry, "Little Junior Brother, don’t forget, you spent a thousand years cultivating here in Seven Peaks Sect. If you make a move against us today, it would be like betraying your master and destroying your ancestors."

Endless excuses, threats, and protests—Shang Jue, who had remained silent up until now, was utterly displeased by their behavior.

Taking a step forward, she declared, "Not admitting your mistakes, yet still trying to threaten the young master? You deserve to die!"

She raised the Sky-Slaying Axe, preparing to strike.

The entire Seven Peaks Sect was immediately alarmed.

However, Yun Yubai stepped forward and blocked her path, his voice cold but commanding, "Shang Jue, step back."

Shang Jue raised an eyebrow, but obeyed without question, stepping aside.

Seeing this, Snowy Peak Master thought Yun Yubai had finally regained some semblance of reason. He spoke quickly, "Little Junior Brother, your identity doesn’t matter to us, what matters is that you do not kill the innocent and uphold the righteous path. If you do that, you’ll always be our good junior brother!"

The wind grew colder, and Yun Yubai’s gaze held a hint of mockery.

"I didn’t come here today to be your good junior brother," he said slowly, his tone deliberate. "What I came for... is to become the Sect Leader of Seven Peaks Sect."

He looked each of them in the eye and asked, his voice filled with challenge, "Will you... acknowledge me as your Sect Leader?"

Some disciples, with weak wills, already dropped to their knees, ready to submit.

However, the three Peak Masters in front remained silent, waiting to see how things would unfold.

Seven Peaks Sect had been established for thousands of years. The sect’s ancestors had led their disciples to wipe out demon cultivators that had fled from the Demon Clan. The number of demon cultivators they had slain was countless.

Even if Yun Yubai was of mixed celestial and demon heritage, now that he bore the Asura totem, it was unthinkable for them to serve as subordinates to the Demon Clan’s Asura. They would never bow their heads, not even in death!

Jade Wall Peak Master, whose temper was the most volatile, immediately rejected Yun Yubai’s proposal, "Little Junior Brother, your identity is too awkward. The position of Sect Leader cannot be passed to you!"

"Tsk, tsk..." Yun Yubai sneered upon hearing this.

His movements were swift as lightning. He drew his sword and unleashed a deadly sword qi.

It was aimed directly at Jade Wall Peak Master!

The two other Peak Masters were caught off guard, unable to move quickly due to their injuries.

Jade Wall Peak Master knew his death was inevitable, but with a roar, he summoned all his remaining spiritual power and charged toward Yun Yubai.

Even though he was often petty and small-minded, when it came to matters of righteousness, he would never retreat!

However, despite his bravery, he was but a moth to the flame, a fly against a boulder.

In a single slash, Yun Yubai severed Jade Wall Peak Master’s head from his shoulders.

Jade Wall Peak Master, a Nascent Soul expert, was no more than an ant in Yun Yubai’s eyes now.

The severed head fell to the ground, blood splattering everywhere.

The body, headless, wavered for a moment before collapsing to the ground.

"Second Senior Brother!"

"Second Senior Brother!"

The cries of agony and rage echoed through the air.

The remaining Peak Masters were powerless to stop the inevitable, but the disciples of Jade Wall Peak saw their master’s tragic death and could not bear it.

No matter their cultivation level, anyone with a heart full of anger surged forward, filled with the desire to avenge their fallen master.

"Yun Yubai! Come and face death!"

More than twenty disciples, brimming with rage, rushed forward, determined to take Yun Yubai’s life in exchange for their master’s!

Yun Yubai merely smirked, brushing his sleeve with disdain. The twenty or so disciples were no more than flies in his eyes.

He released a blast of overwhelming demonic energy, sending the disciples flying backward.

Those with lower cultivation immediately perished.

The others, though they managed to survive, were gravely injured and on the brink of death.

Yun Yubai stood firm, unyielding like an invincible war god.

The onlookers were left in stunned terror.

They had always thought their Junior Uncle was strong in the past, but now, he was exponentially more powerful than ever before!

Today... if they did not submit, they would die without a doubt!

Snowy Peak Master, seeing the death toll mounting, felt a sharp pang of dread in his heart.

In this dire situation, he couldn’t focus on himself anymore.

Without thinking, he used his sleeve to shield himself, pulling out a Telestone to send a message.

He recited the communication incantation.

Praying that Crimson Glow Peak Master would respond quickly.

However, after several attempts, there was still no reply.

Meanwhile, Shang Jue’s bracelet started to burn with heat.

Her expression changed slightly, and she raised her hand.

The bracelet, jet-black in color, was embedded with a bright red gem. Upon closer inspection, it seemed as though water flowed within it, shimmering with light.

The gemstone emitted a glow that shone directly on Snowy Peak Master.

Shang Jue looked up at him, her voice calm. "Did you send the message?"

Snowy Peak Master froze, his hand trembling as he fumbled with the Telestone. In his surprise, the stone slipped from his grip and fell to the ground.

Shang Jue walked over and crushed the Telestone beneath her foot.

The glowing light from the bracelet dissipated.

Snowy Peak Master’s face drained of color as he realized, "You... Your magical artifact can block Telestone communications?"

"Not just that." Shang Jue smiled with pride, "It can also block the use of Talisman-based spells. While the range is limited, it’s still more than enough."

Snowy Peak Master turned pale, fully realizing the implications. He could no longer contact his third sister, and even Celestial Sovereign would not be able to come to their rescue.

"Little Junior Brother..."

He tried to speak, but Shang Jue did not give him the chance.

With a single, forceful strike, she slammed her palm into his forehead.

Blood began to pour from his seven orifices.

Snowy Peak Master’s pupils dilated, and his body trembled before collapsing to the ground with a final, lifeless thud.

Misty Peak Master let out a heart-wrenching scream, rushing to his side and holding his corpse in a desperate attempt to use the last of his spiritual power to revive him.

Snowy Peak Master’s skull was shattered, his meridians severed. No amount of spiritual energy could revive him now.

He was truly, utterly dead.

Misty Peak Master, having already lost two of his closest companions, wept bitterly, his heart filled with anguish and fury. His eyes blazed with hatred as he turned toward Yun Yubai.

"Yun Yubai, may you die a horrible death!"