I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1287: The Old Nest Was Demolished

The divine temple's collapse rattled thousands of sects, causing countless mighty figures to stare skyward in stunned reverence.

Hardly anyone could fathom the sort of horrifying being might demolish the timeless, ever-enduring divine temple. In a flash, the Godfall Palace that dominated Lan Star for endless ages turned into mere legend.

A wave of profound astonishment rippled through the floating islands, racing across over half the Godfall Lands in just moments!

Above the southern oceans of the Godfall Lands, the "terrifying existence," Yi Feng, dashed along on his mount Manman at breakneck speed, his face twisted in rage, teetering on the edge of total breakdown. He came off like a total newbie who'd just gotten royally scammed.

His hair whipped back against the roaring winds as he let loose a stream of curses!

"Dammit..."

"A Star Lord, and this is all it amounts to?"

"I went through so much trouble, finally found the main headquarters, and they're so pathetically weak it's laughable. What's even the point of this anymore!"

The more he dwelled on it, the fiercer his fury grew. Yi Feng pushed Manman to speed up even more!

As he neared the edge of the sea, Yi Feng's temper finally calmed a touch.

He signaled Manman to halt and started chatting with a heavy sigh.

"Ah..."

"The apocalyptic calamity is getting closer and closer, you know that too, right? I can't just give up like this. Otherwise, when the time comes, with my limited cultivation, we'll all be done for!"

To his surprise, Manman appeared to grasp it this time, actually twitching its pair of antennae!

"Bulu bulu..."

Yi Feng gave a faint nod, casting a reluctant glance back toward the now-vanished Godfall Lands.

"That trash Star Lord was just too weak. There's definitely no need to stay in the Godfall Lands any longer."

Spinning back, Yi Feng stared out at the boundless waters, a spark slowly lighting up in his gaze.

"If the Star Lord is no good, there's still the Sea Lord and the Demon Lord..."

"Let's go and ask around, find out where this Sea Lord is. Maybe he's a tiny bit more powerful than the Star Lord. What do you think?"

Before Manman could respond, Yi Feng issued the command.

"No need to rush off just yet. First, wander around this sea for a bit. See if you can run into some sea tribe members so we can ask for information!"

Manman rolled its lifeless eyes, pivoted, and started drifting aimlessly in the sky.

"Whoosh..."

Meanwhile.

Gui Shounian lurked carefully amid the clouds. After catching wind of the massive turmoil in the Godfall Lands, he'd gathered his nerve to return and scout things out. If that horrifying force had departed, he could head back and guide his people to the ocean.

But unexpectedly, before he even neared the Godfall Lands' borders, a brutal wind slammed into him, tossing him about!

The revered head of the Ancient Sea Tribe nearly got hurled away. What an embarrassment! If anyone found out, they'd split their sides laughing.

Lately, nothing had gone right at all!

First came that headache Liu Runan and his boy, and now this. Gui Shounian looked suspicious, really pondering what curse he'd triggered to suffer such rotten luck...

Despite his complaints.

He realized that the recent event was surely no ordinary thing. Some extraordinary force had zipped past, or he wouldn't be in such a pathetic spot.

Right as he mulled it over, another "Whoosh!" rang out.

Yet another blast of wind roared through!

Though milder than before, the crushing pressure and odd noise felt all too recognizable!

Passing once was insult enough, but now it was circling back?!

Did it take him for a pushover?!

His beard and locks flailed wildly in the gusts, Gui Shounian hiked up his sleeves, bracing to confront whoever approached!

Yet when the rider on a snail appeared, this once-grand elder wilted instantly, his eyes bulging wide.

Oh no...

It's this supreme master!

He'd figured relocating his whole clan had dodged the danger, but here he bumped into him again so soon. Talk about fate! You might evade it briefly, but not forever!

Could it be...

Could it be that this supreme master learned of my chat with Liu Runan?

Hiss!

No chance for more speculation, Gui Shounian bolted to escape!

Yi Feng spotted the elder in the far-off clouds too, the glaring turtle shell on his back standing out sharply. This fellow was probably from the sea tribe. A perfect chance to snag some intel—he wouldn't pass it up.

He promptly directed Manman!

Though Gui Shounian's cultivation wasn't weak, how could it match Manman's velocity.

With another "Whoosh,"

the elder turtle sensed a savage wind chasing him, and in an instant, the fearsome expert loomed right in his way!

They locked eyes, stunned, as Gui Shounian's knees shook violently!

Without a second's delay, Gui Shounian dropped to kowtow in the air, his forehead pounding the ground like a hammer!

"Senior, please forgive this offense, senior, please forgive..."

Seeing the elder's abrupt groveling, as if staring down death itself, Yi Feng felt completely baffled. He wasn't some monster, was he truly that scary...

He tossed out a few calming words before the elder warily lifted his gaze, still doubtful.

Then Yi Feng posed his query.

"Do you know where the Sea Lord is?"

At those words, Gui Shounian jolted hard!

Good heavens...

This supreme master actually plans to go after Lord Sea Lord?!

Though his mind reeled with shock, a rush of relief hit him for dodging the crisis. On reflection, a nobody like him didn't merit this master's intense focus. It was clearly a false scare...

Daring not to entertain stray ideas, Gui Shounian bobbed his head and bent low repeatedly.

"I know! I know!"

"This old one will take you there immediately!"

No matter his former prestige, he now suppressed it all, committing only to honest answers. Even the lofty title "Sea Lord" weighed on him like mountains now; he wouldn't dare claim it.

Deep down, he grasped that uttering such a name could spell doom...

He didn't deserve it!

If someone labeled him Sea Lord again, he'd clash with them fiercely!

Yi Feng, on the other hand, beamed with delight at the response and grinned, cupping his hands gratefully.

"In that case, thank you."

This one courteous line plunged Gui Shounian into deeper awe and dread!

He bowed back multiple times before venturing to stand and guide ahead, steering directly into the North Sea's depths.

Soon enough.

Before the stacked halls of the North Ming Abyssal Sea.

The enormous palace entrance resembled a sky-spanning veil. Even a colossal beast peering up would seem tiny as a bug. Guided by Gui Shounian, Yi Feng and Manman drew near in wonder, their features lit with delighted astonishment.

"Is this the Sea Lord's residence? It's truly magnificent..."

Gui Shounian bowed over and over, mustering a strained grin as he explained.

"You have keen insight, great one."

"This place is the residence of the Sea Lords throughout the ages. The immortal gate is forged from Eternal Frost Ice, indestructible! This North Ming Abyssal Sea originally belonged to the previous Sea Lord, a sacred land of the Kun tribe. It was handed over after the current Sea Lord ascended the position. After tens of thousands of years of development, it has become even more prosperous and astonishing, certainly not inferior to the Godfall Temple!"

The elaborate description stirred Yi Feng's curiosity somewhat.

After thanking him once more and watching the elder bow in return yet again, Yi Feng fabricated a reason to part ways, dismissing the helpful turtle to spare him from the fight ahead.

With no one else present.

Yi Feng mustered his resolve at last and bellowed toward the massive gate like a heavenly barrier!

"I am Yi Feng!"

"I have heard that the Sea Lord's cultivation is extraordinary, representing the pinnacle of combat power in this world. Therefore, I have come seeking only a battle. I hope you will oblige!"

His bold voice resounded, yet silence greeted it.

Yi Feng felt a tad confused. For the powerful Sea Lord to ignore a call at his gates without any fury... that felt off...

Out of options, he repeated the challenge several times.

Oddly, the vast gate stayed utterly still, offering no reaction whatsoever.

This was turning embarrassing.

He'd pictured every possible result, but never that he couldn't even rouse the entrance.

Impatience mounting, Yi Feng clenched his jaw and clasped his fists.

"My eagerness for a fight leaves me no choice but to offend!"

Confronting the fabled, allegedly unbreakable huge gate, Yi Feng's urge to clash overrode any fuss over manners. He whipped out his broadsword and swung it down in a fierce chop!

"CRACK!"

A sharp snap echoed as the huge gate crashed down from the strike!

The impact churned the ocean depths into wild torrents, spawning layered surges that rolled outward!

Yi Feng stood frozen in shock.

Wasn't it supposed to be indestructible?

At the same time, doubts crept in about the Sea Lord he hadn't encountered yet.

But with the deed done impulsively, even without prior grudge, retreat was impossible now. He hardened his heart and marched in sword-first.

To his astonishment, after a thorough search inside, the Sea Lord's grand palace lay totally deserted!

No mighty presences anywhere; not even a lowly servant or idler in sight. Just Yi Feng and his snail buddy with the sluggish blinks, both sporting looks of total confusion.

What the hell, they actually cleared out?!

Meanwhile.

In a sleek city far away on Cloud Star.

Owing to the tireless efforts of builders and the thorough sweeps by cleaners, the whole city stood complete, complete with all public amenities.

Senior folks savored the joys of contemporary living, while Shadow Island's dwellers beamed with joy and satisfaction.

Beside a man-made lake.

Qing Huan Xiang and an elder sat in peaceful angling.

At last, a rod started to jiggle.

Qing Huan Xiang reeled it in steadily and pulled up a softshell turtle, promptly flashing a content grin, his face showing real delight.

"My luck is rather good today, finally catching a big one."

The moment he spoke, the elder nearby turned at the sound.

"Old chap, why harm an innocent creature for mere momentary appetite? Releasing a life brings immeasurable merit."

Qing Huan Xiang shot a side-eye at the speaker, completely unfazed.

"Brother Turtle, you don't understand. This creature is exceptionally delicious, far surpassing fish and shrimp. It's a particular favorite of mine. Having finally hooked one, how could I simply let it go for nothing?"

The elder's face soured, and he snapped right away!

"Dammit!"

"You old coot really won't listen to good advice!"

"This is one of my clan's descendants! You dare eat one, and I'll have it out with you!"

Qing Huan Xiang rolled his eyes and eased the hook out slowly.

"Bullshit clan descendants."

"You're a sea turtle, this is a river softshell. They're not even remotely related!"

The elder pressed on stubbornly, lunging to grab it!

"It's close enough! If I say it's a clan descendant, then it is!"

Just as his fingers stretched out, his frame went rigid!

His boiling rage locked on his features in a heartbeat, and the area plunged into eerie quiet!

Qing Huan Xiang gawked in bewilderment, questioning oddly.

"Old Turtle, are you alright?"

The elder froze for several breaths before easing back into his seat.

"It's nothing major... someone just demolished my house..."

Upon hearing that, Qing Huan Xiang dropped his bickering tone too. He jabbed a finger at the void ahead, aiming to check what occurred.

A beat later, a vision formed in front of them, bridging distances and eras.

A silhouette emerged in the view.

Gazing at the silhouette in the display, both froze in place.

The turtle elder slumped with a wry smirk, totally at a loss.

"It's... it's actually the Master..."

Qing Huan Xiang also gaped blankly, his look unreadable.

"Truly unexpected. Why would the Master demolish your old lair?"

Idle talk to one, but loaded for the other.

The turtle elder abruptly tensed a little, edging nearer to probe slyly.

"Old brother, do you think... perhaps the Master has some grievance against me? Or did I do something wrong, to warrant such punishment..."

Before he wrapped up, Qing Huan Xiang burst into booming laughter and gave him a knowing side-glance.

"Hahaha..."

"You really know how to flatter yourself."

"What grievance? With the Master's perspective, he's probably forgotten who you are. Why would he directly act against you? In my opinion, it's most likely that the Master, while wandering the mortal world, happened to find your old lair too ugly and just casually dismantled it."

"Besides, for the Master to dismantle your old lair is an honor for you, your good fortune. You should be happy. If I had an old lair, I'd be beaming with joy right now."

The elder took it in and nodded uneasily, muttering assent.

"True, true..."

"It is indeed my honor..."

Not many breaths passed before the elder's face shifted to shock and suspicion.

“Wait, something's off. The more I think about your words, the more they sound sarcastic, increasingly wrong. You old thing, explain yourself clearly!”

Qing Huan Xiang had tuned out long ago, casually gripping his rod.

His stare stayed glued to the tiny lake, acting like it was none of his business.

The elder fumed harder with every glance, hurling his rod aside!

"Playing deaf after getting the upper hand, eh?"

"Fine! You fish slowly. I'm going into the city to get a whole roasted lamb to calm my nerves!"

The instant he said it, Qing Huan Xiang finally raised his eyes with a frosty glare!

"You dare!"

"Believe me, I'll slaughter every little turtle in this pond today!"

The pair of elders squabbled on, sparking chuckles from clusters of dancing aunties nearby. The lively town routine picked up fresh chatter for evening chats, and such antics were already everyday fare.