I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1284: Follow the Vine to Get the Melon
Previously on I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God...
The Northern Desolate Wastelands.
Near a modest tent, Yi Feng sprawled across the sandy terrain, utterly bored with his hands cradled behind his head, gazing at the heavens with total exasperation.
"How much longer must I linger here before a worthy foe finally appears..."
In the vicinity, fragments of bodies lingered. He'd accumulated plenty of combat experience, yet after such prolonged anticipation, only more feeble foes had turned up—nowhere near the masters he'd been craving. Disappointment began to creep over Yi Feng.
It felt as if he'd kicked a beehive, leaving him to simply bide his time for challengers to seek him out. However, without any formidable presences emerging, he couldn't shake the growing doubt.
"Is this vaunted Fallen God Palace packed with nothing but pushovers?"
Scarce had the question escaped his lips.
When abruptly, gales whipped through the skies, clouds roiling in turmoil!
Fearsome shockwaves rippled outward like surging ocean swells. A pair of silhouettes materialized from the void, emitting blinding radiance, hovering arrogantly aloft like twin celestial bodies. Their icy stares brimmed with an unbeatable presence, scanning the landscape below with utter detachment, devoid of any sentiment.
Only upon spotting the cadavers strewn across the earth and then fixing their sights on Yi Feng did their glow dim, unveiling impeccable forms clad in silver armor. Their striking good looks were near-mirror images, and their voices carried the same frosty edge."You... you're the rogue cultivator who dispatched these pathetic wastes?"
Observing these arrivals pose their query, Yi Feng felt a spark of interest and rose to his feet.
"That's right, me!"
He responded without hesitation. Anyone capable of locating this spot was surely a key player from the Fallen God Palace. These two exuded an exceptional vibe, so his assumption seemed solid.
To prevent any mix-up, Yi Feng sought clarification once more.
"You fellows from the Fallen God Palace?"
To his surprise, no sooner had he uttered it than the silver-armored handsome youth on the right aloft cast a chilling glance downward, arms folded in clear contempt.
"You're unworthy to probe our backgrounds!"
The youth on the left seemed a touch more restrained, though the faint smirk tugging at his lips revealed his inherent arrogance. He peered down and murmured softly.
"Under ordinary rules, an insignificant like you wouldn't even merit a glance from us siblings."
"Yet today, bearing the Celestial Decree from the Star Lord, we've come to escort you for a meeting. Consider it your fortune and a rare chance. We'll bend the protocol just this time."
"We siblings serve as Star Envoys in the Fallen God Palace, towering over every soul on Lan Star. We heed solely the Star Lord. Not even the outer sect elders of the Fallen God Palace dare stand tall in our presence—they drop to their knees in obeisance!"
"Even with the Star Lord's regard, you'd better kneel and show proper deference when you encounter us!"
Having endured this cascade of haughty declarations, Yi Feng furrowed his brow involuntarily.
These arrivals hailed from the Fallen God Palace without question. Their condescending manner suggested lofty positions. But what fueled their audacity to insist on kneeling at first sight?
He'd been fretting over the absence of strong rivals, and now these two strutted in with such theatrics from the start.
Their bearing hinted at real prowess.
A clash was inevitable!
Wasting no time on their further drivel, Yi Feng swiftly unsheathed his massive blade!
"Whoosh!"
With a kick from his toes against the dirt, he launched skyward. An abrupt, unforeseen lunge of his sword thrust straight into their faces!
The duo suspended in the air displayed zero alarm, remaining utterly serene amid the surprise assault, as nonchalant as if a mere insect buzzed near. The youth on the right lazily stretched out a palm, shrouding the area ahead, poised to seize his adversary effortlessly.
But the instant his hand advanced.
Abruptly!
The once-unremarkable longsword exploded with a horrifying sword intent!
A thunderous resonance echoed across the firmament, distorting the very hues of heaven and earth!
The silver-armored warrior's eyes bulged in astonishment. He frantically thrust forth his other hand, pouring every ounce of his cultivation into both palms. A radiant, prismatic shield flared to life around his hands before expanding to cloak his whole frame.
It resembled an unbreakable wall dividing the cosmos!
However, in the following moment.
With a sharp snap, the prismatic shield fragmented into shards, and the warrior's right limb was sliced away entirely!
The sequence unfolded in a mere flash!
As the silver-armored warrior on the left snapped back to awareness, his sibling was already wailing in agony, perspiration streaming like beads, a haze of multicolored blood spraying through the air, his severed right hand plummeting toward the grimy soil beneath!
"Hiss..."
The warrior drew in a ragged gasp, inhaling sharply, and twisted his neck to peer over his shoulder!
Fixating on Yi Feng's silhouette, sword in grip and facing away, a distinct hint of caution flickered in his gaze. Any prior doubt evaporated, supplanted by a furious bellow!
"How bold!"
"You... you've ambushed my brother! Don't imagine that a scrap of cultivation lets you run rampant! Even the Star Lord's preference won't shield you—this is punishable by death!"
"You..."
His outburst halted as Yi Feng pivoted, his aura quelling the warrior mid-sentence.
Confronting Yi Feng's features once more, alongside that fearsome blade dripping crimson, his chest tightened abruptly. For the first time, he questioned his own strength against this adversary.
Cautiousness, disbelief, rage!
A storm of feelings surged within him. This exalted Star Envoy's composure shattered in an instant, struggling to accept the sheer might of the figure before him!
Noting that wavering, doubtful look, Yi Feng exhaled in quiet resignation.
"Ah..."
A sweeping arc of the sword, and two bisected remains tumbled downward again.
"Thud! Thud!"
The heavy impacts against the ground echoed, leaving Yi Feng with a sudden void inside.
These self-proclaimed Star Envoys boasted endlessly, their superiority unmatched, yet their actual ability fell short, yielding only letdown.
Was that all?
And they carried on with such pomp daily. Truly astonishing.
Glancing at the remaining youth with the missing arm, Yi Feng clicked his tongue, his enthusiasm already fading.
"You siblings aren't anything special. What's with the superior attitude?"
The youth's complexion cycled from ashen to flushed, gripping his wounded shoulder, his stare blazing with malice!
"You... you!"
He resembled a pampered kid facing unfairness for the initial occasion—furious, terrified, and deeply indignant, yet too cowed to maintain his swagger.
His ashen features burned crimson from bottled rage until he at last growled a menacing retort!
"You truly grasp neither the vastness of the skies nor the abyss of the earth!"
"Leaning on some cultivation, you slay my elder brother! If you've got spine, allow me to retreat to the Fallen God Hall and alert the Star Lord! You'll rue this a thousandfold!"
At these words, Yi Feng showed no astonishment.
Sigh...
A textbook scenario of a troublemaker fleeing to snitch to higher-ups. The most expected turn.
Mention of the 'Star Lord' once again stirred a spark of eagerness in Yi Feng.
After all, that was Lan Star's supreme authority. He couldn't possibly be as inept as these bungling subordinates. In true combat, he'd surely deliver the goods.
After a brief contemplation, Yi Feng returned his sword to its sheath and replied with a grin.
"Fine."
"Go on and relay your report. I'll wait right here."
The grinning response left the youth's eyes wide with incredulity, as though it bordered on impossible!
"You... you're actually permitting my departure?"
Yi Feng dismissed him with an irritated flick of the hand!
"Beat it! Vanish! Immediately!"
Only then did the youth clench his jaw, bow his head in bitter defeat, and streak away into the horizon!
Tracking the vanishing form's path, Yi Feng at last broke into an anticipatory grin. Touching down on solid earth, he climbed atop Man Man, signaled with a gesture, and whispered a command.
"Fast! Trail that fellow! But keep your distance, avoid spooking him and spoiling my scheme!"
Man Man twitched its head antennae and zipped off, vanishing in a blur.
Yi Feng smoothed his locks with a swipe, a keen spark igniting in his eyes.
He wasn't naive.
Releasing that handsome youth stemmed not from fleeting mercy. It was to track the lead. By shadowing him, Yi Feng could pinpoint the foe's stronghold.
And from there, challenge that Star Lord to battle!
Languishing in this barren wasteland, he'd only faced weaklings repeatedly. Where was the thrill? He refused to idle indefinitely until some distant day!
If battling, then the mightiest it would be!