I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1272: The younger generation will surpass the older.

The Northern Desolate Wastelands.

Yi Feng rested in front of a modest tent pitched beside a vast landscape of ruins and shifting yellow sands. He was settled in for the long haul, determined to remain until the bitter end in a lethal confrontation with the cursed Fallen God Palace.

Solitude brought boredom, yet it offered the comfort of knowing no innocent lives would be caught in the crossfire. There was nothing left to do but await the coming storm.

Based on the warnings of the previous man, the Fallen God Palace would likely dispatch a relentless tide of elite experts to hunt him down. He had truly stirred a hornet’s nest; by all logic, his fate should be sealed.

With that realization, Yi Feng abandoned all lingering anxieties.

Since a massive conflict was on the horizon, he pulled out some dried fish and wine, deciding to satisfy his hunger while he still could!

While Yi Feng was enjoying his meal.

The space before him suddenly began to ripple.

A spark of anticipation flashed in Yi Feng’s eyes. He quickly cleared away his food and drink, bracing himself for the encounter!

However.

The woman who stepped through the rift looked familiar, causing him to freeze in surprise.

As Lin Ruowei emerged and spotted Yi Feng sitting solitary amidst the dunes, her eyes shimmered with relief and joy. She rushed toward him and offered a respectful, elegant bow, her expression thick with sentiment.

“Senior Yi Feng, it has been quite some time since we last crossed paths.”

After a moment of careful scrutiny.

Yi Feng finally placed her. She was the young woman who had signaled to him back at the mining camp.

Though the lack of a God Palace assassin dampened his initial adrenaline, meeting a friendly face in this desolate wasteland was a genuine surprise. Furthermore, seeing her dressed in such a refined, luxurious gown—clearly thriving—was a heartening sight.

Yi Feng gave a small nod.

“Ah, it’s you...”

“You look like you’ve been doing quite well for yourself. What brings you back to such a miserable place?”

Lin Ruowei smiled and answered him with total sincerity.

“Senior, you are too kind.”

“This humble girl has never forgotten your help that day. I have been plagued by worry regarding your conflict with the Black Dragon Divine Guards. That is why I have returned; I wish to stand by your side, Senior, through whatever comes next.”

As she spoke, Lin Ruowei stepped aside with a deferential gesture.

“Senior, allow me to introduce my Third Uncle. With him here, the Black Dragon Divine Guards are no longer a threat!”

In the space she cleared.

A robed man approached, his hands clasped behind his back. He possessed a refined face adorned with a long beard, sharp eyebrows, and eyes that shone like stars—a truly distinguished gentleman who radiated the aura of a seasoned expert.

Yi Feng finally grasped the situation.

The girl had been so concerned for his safety that she had gone through the trouble of recruiting a powerful guardian!

She truly possessed a kind heart.

While he was feeling moved, the newcomer came to a halt in front of him.

After a silent moment of appraisal, the handsome uncle’s gaze turned appreciative, and he gave a slight nod of approval.

“Impressive, truly impressive.”

“Your Cultivation aura is perfectly masked, resembling a heavy blade without a sharpened edge—true mastery often appears simple. For a fellow independent cultivator to offer aid in a crisis, both your power and your integrity are noteworthy. There is great hope for the younger generation.”

“Young man, by assisting my niece, you have secured a significant karmic bond. Your path ahead is bright.”

Yi Feng wasn't exactly in the mood for such sudden flattery. People had lost their lives because of his interference; what was there to celebrate?

However.

The man carried himself with great dignity and was the relative of a friend, making him a senior of sorts.

He simply cupped his fists respectfully and offered a few polite remarks.

As the two men spoke, Lin Ruowei finally took in the devastating transformation of the area.

The mining site had vanished, and not a single soul remained. The desert looked as though it had been ravaged by a cataclysm, leaving only mounds of yellow sand. Despite this, a lingering metallic scent of blood hung in the air...

Lin Ruowei spun around, her face pale with tension.

“Senior Yi Feng, how could this place change so drastically in just a few days?”

“Did the Black Dragon Divine Guards return?”

“You have been holding this position all alone... You must have stayed to protect the retreat of your fellow Daoists, didn't you? Please, set your mind at ease, Senior. We are with you now. With my Third Uncle here, we fear no one. Even if Yao Qianji himself arrives, we will stand our ground!”

The barrage of worried questions touched Yi Feng’s heart.

Yet, the words left him baffled, and he struggled to find an answer.

“Thank you...”

“I haven't run into any Yao Qianji. I just took someone captive, a few incidents occurred, and I convinced the others to move on. It wasn't a big deal, really, so there’s no need for such concern.”

The girl was remarkably loyal, and her uncle seemed like a capable man.

Still, Yi Feng knew he was a marked man by the God Palace. He couldn't risk dragging them into his mess. The best course of action was to give them a vague answer and send them away.

To his surprise, Lin Ruowei pressed further.

“You didn't see Yao Qianji? Then how did the mine end up like this...?”

“Senior, who exactly did you take captive?”

At that question, Yi Feng suddenly remembered the prisoner in his ring.

Damn...

He wondered if the fellow had suffocated in there.

He quickly sent a thread of consciousness into the ring and pulled out Liu Haotian. Seeing that the man was still alive, albeit looking like a broken shell of a human, he let out a breath of relief.

“Phew...”

“Here, it’s this fellow.”

Seeing a filthy, broken man suddenly appear, Lin Ruowei was bewildered. She stared in confusion, unable to fathom why Yi Feng would bother kidnapping such a pathetic figure.

Even the seemingly omniscient Third Uncle, Lin Xiao, was initially confused.

But, drawing on his vast experience and curious about Yi Feng’s behavior, he leaned in for a closer look...

The more he stared, the wider his eyes stretched.

After a few seconds of observation, the senior’s pupils shrunk. His hands, previously tucked behind his back, dropped to his sides as if he had been struck by lightning!

Before Lin Ruowei could understand, her uncle abruptly grabbed her and pulled her away.

The move was so sudden and his expression so grim that Lin Ruowei’s heart skipped a beat.

Who was Lin Xiao? Even in the heart of the Divine Lands, very few things could shake a man of his standing. What could possibly cause such terror?

The shift was too fast. Lin Ruowei could only manage a frantic whisper.

“Third Uncle, what is it...?”

Before she could finish, Lin Xiao spoke in a low, heavy voice.

“Ruowei, this friend of yours has provoked a catastrophe!”

Lin Ruowei’s eyes widened, her panic rising.

“This...”

“With you here, Third Uncle, what could possibly be so dire?”

Lin Xiao’s brow furrowed deeply, his tone turning even more serious.

“Do you have any idea who that prisoner is?”

“He has captured the son of Liu Changfeng, an Outer Sect Elder of the Fallen God Palace!”

Thud!

Lin Ruowei’s heart hammered against her ribs. she whipped her head around to look at the wretched, slumped man.

“What?!”

“The son of a Fallen God Palace Outer Sect Elder? That can’t be!”

At those words, the last of Lin Xiao’s composure vanished.

“I have encountered Liu Changfeng many times. He dotes on his son to a fault, always bringing him along to major gatherings. There is no mistake!”

“That man is indeed Liu Haotian, the son of Liu Changfeng!”

The words, spoken through clenched teeth, hit Lin Ruowei like a physical blow. She stared in absolute shock.

Looking at the beggar-like figure on the ground, she couldn't reconcile his appearance with such a terrifying pedigree. Even more shocking was that Senior Yi Feng had actually dared to bind him!

Heavens...

This was a member of the God Palace, the supreme authority of the Divine Lands—no, the most powerful force on the entire Lan Star!

Her mind reeled, leaving her completely paralyzed.

“This... what are we supposed to do now?!”

In her desperation, she bit her lip and looked toward her uncle for guidance.

“Third Uncle, Senior Yi Feng showed me great kindness, I...”

She couldn't finish the sentence.

She was desperate to repay her debt to Yi Feng, but she was terrified of bringing ruin upon her uncle. Caught between her conscience and her family, the young woman was at a loss for words.

Lin Xiao read his niece’s internal struggle instantly.

After a long moment of contemplation, he stroked his beard and spoke with forced calm.

“So be it.”

“Since fate has brought us here, I will do what I can. It is the honorable thing to do.”

Lin Ruowei was flooded with relief and joy.

She was moved by her uncle’s sense of justice and awed by the immense courage it took to make such a stand.

The two of them walked back toward Yi Feng.

Lin Xiao’s face was set in a stern mask.

“Yi Feng, mark my words. You must release this man this instant!”

“To put it bluntly, this is Liu Changfeng’s son. Liu Changfeng is a powerful Elder within the Fallen God Palace. His Cultivation is immense, and his cruelty is legendary. If this goes any further, even I cannot guarantee I can protect you!”

“If you let him go now, I may be able to use my past acquaintance with his father to negotiate a peace!”

As he finished, Lin Ruowei added her own plea.

“Senior Yi Feng, please, listen to my Third Uncle. I don’t know what happened between you, but you mustn't invite such a disaster over a moment of anger!”

Seeing their frantic expressions, Yi Feng finally understood.

So, they knew this arrogant Young Master as well.

He appreciated their concern; they were clearly trying to save his life. But given the circumstances, he didn't know how to explain himself.

He had already committed to a war with the Fallen God Palace; he didn't care about this father and son duo at all.

Faced with their earnest advice, Yi Feng could only offer a small, reassuring smile.

“Mmm...”

“I’m aware of his ties to the Fallen God Palace, but I have my reasons. We’ve passed the point of no return. I appreciate your worry, but I can handle this myself. Don't let it trouble you.”

Lin Ruowei’s eyes went wide, her voice failing her.

Lin Xiao’s face darkened instantly, a flash of genuine anger crossing his features.

“Absurd!”

“Young man, you have no idea how deep this water is!”

“A titan like the Fallen God Palace is not something a lone cultivator can oppose. This is the definition of a mantis trying to stop a carriage—pure recklessness!”

“This is my final warning. Free him now. If you don't, when Liu Changfeng arrives, he will tear you limb from limb!”

The handsome uncle was so incensed his face flushed red, his calm exterior completely shattered. He looked like a frustrated elder scolding a stubborn child who refused to see reason.

He was truly losing his temper!

Yi Feng, meanwhile, could only watch with a mix of amusement and frustration.

If he could actually be torn to pieces, he’d be throwing a celebration...

Sigh.

With a quiet sigh, Yi Feng reached into his spatial ring and pulled out a corpse.

“It’s really not as bad as you think...”

With a casual wave of his hand, two halves of a body fell onto the sand.

As the remains landed, kicking up a small cloud of dust, the state of the flesh and bone made it clear the deceased had been a powerful figure. Lin Ruowei stared at the heap of meat, completely lost as to what Yi Feng was trying to prove.

She turned to look at her uncle.

To her horror, she saw that her Third Uncle—a legendary figure of the Divine Land—was turning pale and red in turns, frozen in place like a statue!

His refined, scholarly face began to twitch uncontrollably.

His dignified aura was gone, replaced by pure shock.

It was terrifying—what could possibly rattle her Third Uncle to this degree?

Lin Ruowei felt her heart leap into her throat, realizing the situation was far more explosive than she had imagined. After several attempts to find her voice, she finally managed to stammer out a question.

“Third Uncle... wh-who is that?”

Lin Xiao’s expression grew even more haunted, a look of pure disbelief etched into his features. He slowly raised his head, his voice strained.

“He... that is Liu Changfeng, the Elder of the Fallen God Palace!”

Gasp!

The moment the name was spoken, the color drained from Lin Ruowei’s face!

An Elder of the Fallen God Palace... was dead!

How could this be?

That was a monster even her Third Uncle couldn't hope to defeat!

And here he was, sliced in two in the middle of a wasteland, discarded like common trash?

She nearly screamed, her hands flying to cover her mouth as she stared at the corpse. A wave of profound terror washed over her heart!

She snapped her gaze toward Yi Feng, her pupils dilated with fear.

It was as if she were looking at a literal demon!

Under the stunned, wide-eyed stares of the uncle and niece.

Yi Feng felt a bit awkward and gave them a sheepish smile.

“See? I told you it wasn't that serious. I don't need any help; I've got this little situation under control.”