I Became a Peak Master With No Disciples?!

Back in Stronghold Six, the puppet tide surged.

Tranced mortals, captive cultivators, and possessed elders charged forward in a mindless rush. Behind the vanguard, standing atop the central altar as instructed by Chen Wuhen, Yun Song channeled his dark demonic Qi to activate the hidden teleportation array beneath the ground.

Yan Qinghai exhaled slowly. He raised his heavy spear and slammed it deep into the ground.

A radiant azure halo ignited behind his back as the suppressive martial will of the Azure Dragon Spear Technique erupted from him.

A boundless tidal wave of azure light washed over the basin. The invisible puppet strings snapped like brittle thread in a single breath. Freed from demonic control, every tranced elder, every captive cultivator, and every mortal hostage collapsed safely to the ground, knocked unconscious.

At the altar, Yun Song’s face twisted in disbelief. "What?!"

But by then, the teleportation array was ready. Blinding spatial runes flared, wrapping around Yun Song and the Quasi-Saint Yin-Flesh Puppet.

Realizing his methods were failing him, Yun Song’s face twisted into madness. Right as his silhouette dissolved into the spatial glow, he roared.

"Detonate!"

Yan Qinghai reacted instantly. With a violent twist of his waist, he hurled his heavy spear like a streak of blue lightning straight toward the altar.

The spear pierced through the remaining beast puppets in a flash, shattering stone and bone alike. But it was a split second too late. Just as the spear arrived, the spatial array flashed with blinding light, and Yun Song vanished into thin air alongside his corpse puppet.

Boom!

Dozens of demonic beast puppets detonated in unison, sending violent shockwaves across the plaza. Yan Qinghai waved his sleeve, summoning a heavy gale of azure Qi that deflected the explosion away from the unconscious hostages and dispersed the smoke.

With a dull hum, the heavy spear flew back into Yan Qinghai’s hand. He raised his communication jade.

"Stronghold Six is secured." His eyes hardened as he stared at the shattered array. "Sect Master, your suspicion was correct. The vessel escaped through an emergency teleportation array."

***

Above the stronghold of the Blood Fiend Branch, the Western Barren Canyons, a colossal blood-red fist shot upward from the ground with a thunderous roar, piercing the sky like a broken mountain peak. The space warped under its immense weight as it approached Peak Master Jian Wufeng.

With the Silver Gray Saint halo behind his back, Jian Wufeng took his stance.

Shing!

A clean metallic ring pierced the thunderous roar. A silver arc of sword light surged downward in a flawless crescent, piercing the approaching mountain-sized fist in two.

Rumble!

The massive fist phantom split cleanly in the middle. Two halves of violently compressed blood Qi flew past Jian Wufeng, slamming into the ground. Tons of stone collapsed as avalanches of stone and dust filled the valley.

Demonic Ancestor Mo did not wait for the dust to settle, as he let out a thunderous roar toward the skies.

"Die!"

Demonic Ancestor Mo, in the body of the Indestructible Mountain Fist, stomped forward. His arms blurred as he unleashed the Heaven-Suppressing Fist, throwing hundreds of punches in a single breath. A relentless barrage of crimson fist phantoms erupted from the canyon floor, tearing the sky to shreds. Each strike carried enough force to defeat Avatar Formation cultivators in an instant.

Jian Wufeng stepped through the empty air. His grey robes fluttered as his longsword moved in effortless, fluid circles.

Slash! Slash! Slash!

Every phantom fist met the edge of his blade. With each slash, Jian Wufeng dispersed the energy into the empty sky, descending step by step toward Demonic Ancestor Mo, closing the distance with each blow. His breath remained steady, his expression calm.

Demonic Ancestor Mo gritted his teeth, his arms trembling from the heavy recoil. Blood Qi churned violently in his chest.

’How is this possible?’

He had absorbed the blood essence of tens of thousands of mortals and cultivators alike across the continent. The Blood-Swallowing Pearl embedded in his chest had pushed his physical strength into the Saint Essence Realm. Among his possessed vessels, this one had the strongest physique. Jian Wufeng was only in the Saint Transformation Realm. In sheer destructive force, Demonic Ancestor Mo should hold the advantage.

Yet the sword cultivator before him felt like an unmoving wall of iron.

Every strike he threw was either deflected or cleanly slashed.

He had intended to activate the hidden teleportation array beneath the stone altar and regroup at Black Crow Ridge Stronghold. But Jian Wufeng left him no opening. If he hesitated or diverted a single thought trying to activate the array, that blade would take his head.

His eyes darted toward the distance. Several Heavenly Cloud elders were holding the defensive line as they contained the blood fiends. He had to distract Jian Wufeng!

He moved quickly and slammed both fists downward into the ground.

Heaven Suppressing Fist, Earth-Shattering Tremor!

A violent shockwave tore through the ground, rushing toward the elders like a tsunami across the land. The ground cracked open as it threatened to swallow them whole. The elders’ pupils dilated in terror. With their current cultivation, they could not withstand such an attack at all.

Surrounding spatial laws rippled as Jian Wufeng vanished from the air and reappeared directly before the racing shockwave. He did not look back. His longsword descended in a pure, vertical slash.

"Heaven-Sundering Sword Art, Flowing River Severance."

A dense ribbon of silver-grey sword light slammed into the ground. The earth-shattering tremor hit the sword light and split cleanly into two powerful shockwaves, dispersing the energy harmlessly into the canyon walls.

Before the dust could settle, Jian Wufeng’s divine sense locked onto the glowing spatial runes beneath the demonic vessel’s feet.

"Found it!"

Jian Wufeng flipped his wrist. His sword plunged straight into the cracked earth.

"Heaven-Sundering Sword Art, Earth-Cleaving Void Slash!"

A blinding energy of grey sword light raced along the ground, cleaving a hundred-foot long crack through the ground. The hidden teleportation array shattered into fragments as its spatial runes dissolved into smoke.

"No!! The teleportation array!"

Demonic Ancestor Mo roared in fury. With his escape route destroyed, he had no choice but to fight.

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