I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1260: A Great Honor
Previously on I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God...
The call for aid from the Divine Path Sect had been dispatched only moments ago.
With a sudden "whoosh," Yi Feng arrived before them, mounted upon his snail. The gathered crowd was paralyzed by a mixture of shock and intense relief, hurriedly rushing forward to offer their salutations.
"Senior Yi..."
Before their greetings could be finished, Yi Feng leaped from the snail's back and demanded urgently,
"Where is he? Where is the guy?"
"Who is the one trying to tear this place down?"
The disciples of the Divine Path Sect were left stunned by his aggressive, battle-hungry aura. However, knowing that his origins were tied to the Fallen God Palace, they didn't dare to point fingers or behave with any disrespect.
The presiding Elder offered a meaningful look, casting a trembling glance toward the heavens.
Puzzled by their reverent behavior, Yi Feng followed their line of sight and looked up.
Only then did he spot a Young Master drifting calmly in the sky, flanked by several elderly men. They radiated an air of extreme arrogance, standing with their hands tucked behind their backs and eyes cast downward. They showed no desire to descend, as if touching the same soil as the others would be a stain upon their noble status.
This fellow clearly possesses some real skill!
A wave of anticipation surged through Yi Feng’s heart.
He had raced here the moment he received the distress signal to save the day, and it appeared he had finally come to the right place.
While he stared upward with focus, the people behind him grew increasingly terrified. The Elder leaned in close, whispering a shocking piece of information.
"Senior!"
"That Young Master is a disciple from the fabled Fallen God Palace. Furthermore, his father is a high-ranking Elder, a man of exalted rank and terrifying strength. Senior, we implore you to proceed with the highest level of caution..."
Yi Feng was momentarily stunned by the revelation.
"The Fallen God Palace?"
"Are they truly that powerful?"
"Senior..."
"The Fallen God Palace is the absolute authority on our Lan Star. Their Palace Master is none other than the Star Lord of this entire world! We are eternally grateful that you have stepped forward to defend us. However, you must be careful not to act recklessly and provoke these great beings later."
"It was only out of desperation that we sent the message to disturb your peace, Senior. We do not dare to hope for much. We only beg that you might mediate on our behalf. If we can retain the Crystal Sand Ore Vein, it would be a massive show of respect. Should this task prove too difficult for you, Senior, we would never harbor even a shred of resentment."
Once those words were spoken, many of the surrounding Cultivators nodded in solemn agreement.
Even though their eyes burned with sorrow and rage, they could only lower their heads when faced with the terrifying powerhouses of the Fallen God Palace. They did not dare to provoke them. Even the blood debt from moments ago had to be swallowed and endured.
Yi Feng scanned the crowd and could feel the depth of their helplessness.
It was no wonder they had called for help so desperately; the enemy was indeed formidable!
Just the mention of their name brought a heavy pressure crashing down on him. He hadn't felt this level of tension since he witnessed those frightening Martial Spirit experts years ago.
This was an organization that served directly under the Star Lord.
Such a monstrous entity could undoubtedly walk through the Land of Fallen Gods without opposition. Their arrogance in slaughtering others and seizing treasure was backed by genuine power. They truly were the real deal.
Whether it was to keep his word or to fulfill his ultimate goal of seeking death, he had to fight this opponent!
After watching for a few moments, Yi Feng observed the detached young man in the sky. His face was a mask of invincibility, a far cry from the weaklings he had encountered before. Yi Feng's fighting spirit began to swell. He took a firm step forward.
With just that one step, the entire area seemed to hold its breath as the tension spiked!
High in the air.
The elderly men initially looked down at this "supporter" with contempt. However, after a few brief glances, their expressions shifted into looks of suspicion.
Seeing Yi Feng advance, they began to communicate via Qi transmissions.
"This individual has some level of strength. It appears he is using a high-grade treasure to mask his Cultivation. To know the Young Master’s identity and still dare to step forward suggests he has great confidence."
"Indeed, Brother Chang is correct. I didn't think these insects could actually find a protector."
"Hmph, you both give this person far too much credit. Even if he possesses some power, he is nothing more than a slightly larger ant."
"That is true. In the face of our Fallen God Palace and the Young Master, any so-called expert is utterly meaningless!"
The old men laughed amongst themselves through their transmissions before turning respectfully toward the elegantly dressed Young Master.
Bathed in the reverent gazes of the crowd, Liu Haotian’s lips curled into a slight smirk. His eyes shone with a steady, brilliant light, as if they held entire galaxies within them.
He spoke with a voice that overflowed with absolute self-assurance.
"Even for an ant, he has some spirit. Daring to step forward shows he has more backbone than the rest of this rabble."
"Later, none of you are to interfere without my word."
"This Young Master will handle this personally. I want to see if he can use his full power to entertain me. If his talent is acceptable, I might consider taking him in as a servant."
The moment he finished speaking, the Elders bowed in unison.
"We follow the Young Master's command."
Then, with fawning smiles, they sighed with endless flattery.
"For this man to cross paths with Young Master Liu is a grand stroke of fate."
"He is lucky indeed. A mere insect has the chance to ascend to the heavens by serving at the Young Master’s side—what incredible fortune."
"Whether he is worthy of that honor depends on his ability. It is still too soon to say."
Hearing the conversation drifting down from the sky, the people below were gripped by a sense of impending doom.
No one expected the experts of the Fallen God Palace to be this oppressive!
Without giving anyone a chance to speak, they were already preparing to exert their will. Their casual, dismissive tone proved they didn't view Senior Yi Feng as a threat at all. Their power was unimaginably vast!
Despair filled the eyes of the onlookers. The Elder of the Divine Path Sect trembled, his heart full of regret for involving Yi Feng.
The entire scene fell into a deathly silence.
Only Yi Feng remained composed, staring up at the sky.
The demeanor of those people radiated total confidence, making him feel that they were genuinely powerful. While it stoked his desire to fight, it also felt incredibly irritating.
They spoke of making others servants as if it were some grand act of charity.
Did they truly believe the entire world was beneath them?
This ridiculous sense of superiority was sickening.
Judging by how well they practiced their posturing, this Liu fellow probably wasn't just a little strong; he clearly had the status to be this arrogant.
But could he actually kill me?
A seed of doubt grew in Yi Feng’s mind. He was skeptical.
So many seemingly powerful beings had turned out to be nothing but paper tigers in a real fight. He couldn't fully trust this Liu guy either!
What if...
Just what if he isn't my match? Wouldn't all this excitement be for nothing again?
Thinking of this, Yi Feng felt a bit anxious.
Every time he tried to fight, his opponent would die instantly. He had failed too many times. Now that he had found a decent opponent, he needed to change his tactics...
As he was thinking, the Young Master in the sky looked down with a soft chuckle.
"You aren't bad."
"If you can manage to even touch the hem of my clothes within ten breaths, I will make an exception and accept you as my servant. This is an opportunity that millions crave. You should feel honored."
Good grief.
This guy really knows how to act tough.
Setting the mockery aside, a sudden realization flashed in Yi Feng’s eyes.
Wait...
Looking at it from another angle, even if he can't beat me, as long as I let him hit me first, isn't there a chance he could kill me?
No matter how weak he is, if I just stand here and let him kill me, that should work, right?
Even if this one fails, if I let every opponent have the first strike from now on, someone is bound to kill me eventually. It's impossible for everyone to be a weakling!
Aha!
Why didn't I think of this sooner!
Having finally discovered this blind spot, Yi Feng felt as though he had awakened from a dream. He stepped forward and shouted boldly toward the sky!
"Stop your boasting!"
"I'll let you have the first move. If you can even ruffle a single hair on my head, I’ll take you as my servant instead!"
As his words echoed through the air, the world plummeted into an eerie, profound silence.
Everyone—the figures floating in the air and the crowds standing on the ground—was struck dumb, their eyes widening in absolute disbelief.