I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1297: Coming for Revenge

Previously on I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God...
Yi Feng vehemently denied any interest in becoming the Star Master, revealing he had destroyed the token and slain the Sub-Star Fate Envoys, leaving Gui Wanhai in profound awe and reverence for his friend's unfathomable power. On Shadow Island, a team of diligent workers, led by Xiong Fen and including the newly integrated Nangong Yifang, celebrated their day's labor amid the island's thriving prosperity, sharing dreams of advancement and loyalty to their enigmatic "Sir." As they paid respects at the central statue depicting Sir's likeness, Nangong Yifang froze in terror upon recognizing it as the outsider cultivator he had once schemed against, prompting him to flee in panic and vow atonement by joining the grueling Night Soil Brigade. Baffled onlookers Qing Huan Xiang and Gui Shoutian dismissed his outburst as folly, contentedly resuming their serene fishing under the starry sky.

The endless expanse of the starry sky stretches infinitely, with the cosmos appearing limitless.

Lan Star, home to countless billions of creatures, amounts to little more than a speck in the vast sea, revolving steadily around Yuan Star and staying under its dominion across countless eras.

Yuan Star stands as a genuine Primary Star, truly favored by the heavens.

In size or wealth of resources, Lan Star falls far short by comparison. Sites revered as holy on Lan Star, such as the Fallen God's Land, count as nothing special on Yuan Star.

On a fearsome world like this, even an Envoy of Fate appearing by chance can send shivers through surrounding lesser stars, wielding unmatched might to dominate every creature, entities rivaling gods themselves.

Yet.

Right now, atop the frigid summit of Yuan Star, corpses of two Envoys of Fate lay found.

An incident like this comes seldom; on a typical mortal world, it spells utter disaster, shaking the whole globe to its core. Happening on Yuan Star, it still sparks massive unrest.

A man and a woman scrutinized the area at length, faces etched with deep solemnity.

"Demon Race traces linger on their forms. Demons took their lives!"

"Envoy garments torn away, Envoy tokens vanished. Should our guess hold true, demons probably waylaid and slew them, then swapped places to masquerade as Envoys!"

Evidently no common folk, these two pieced together the probable scenario after mere instants of review.

With demons bold enough to pose as Envoys of Fate and possibly exploiting those roles for schemes, no matter the aim, the fallout defied imagination. Their looks turned darker, and they swiftly dispatched queries through message tokens!

After a brief wait.

The striking man eyed the replies on his token, his features hardening further.

"This spells trouble..."

"These Envoys headed for Lan Star initially. Ambushed and subbed by demons, Lan Star likely falls to demon sway already, its vast populace blissfully ignorant!"

Upon hearing, the woman recoiled in alarm and bit out her words fiercely.

"We won't sit idle while the Demon Clan wreaks havoc!"

"Hiding on Lan Star behind Envoy guises, who can say what calamity they'll unleash. We need to probe this now and wipe out those demons!"

The man agreed with a nod and fired off more messages without delay.

Once aid arrived to clear the site, he seized a strand of the fading demonic energy, ripped space apart in haste, and the pair plunged through, gazes burning with intensity!

As the rift in void stirred once more.

They now hovered over Lan Star, poised silently above the Fallen God's Land.

The stakes loomed enormous; no room for oversight. Chaos gripping the holy site only fueled their haste, so they deployed a mystic artifact to chase the demonic trace.

To their shock, after mere flickers, the artifact's shine faded sharply and went dark.

The man blinked in surprise, creasing his brow as he murmured.

"The demons' presence vanished abruptly, leaving just a whisper of echo on this lowly world."

"By normal logic, no demon evades the Primordial Chaos Pearl's sense, nor does their energy just evaporate... save if those demons perished..."

His statement landed, and the woman beside him stared in utter disbelief!

"What?"

"Demons slain?!"

"Lan Star's a plain mortal realm. What force there could fell demons of such caliber? Those capable of striking down Envoys of Fate aren't weaklings!"

Shock filled the man too, his forehead wrinkling tighter.

"This twists oddly indeed."

"I struggle to accept a mortal realm harboring such a powerhouse."

They traded heavy looks, eyes brimming with astonishment.

The demon strike had stunned already, a dire affair, but this turn shocked deeper. Uncertainties piled up, leaving even them briefly stunned.

After some hushed pause.

The pair, locked in puzzled stares of dismay and awe, slowly settled on proceeding.

"Dead or alive, we dig to the truth!"

"Exactly. Tracking the leftover energy reveals all. Back on Yuan Star, we'll report properly. No halting now!"

A mutual nod passed, and they poured cultivation might into the artifact.

Boosted by potent Primordial Force, the tool's strength surged visibly. Its dim light flared a touch, pointing the way as they split the void anew and vanished.

Soon enough, they halted near a barren little town.

Suspended midair, watching awhile, they spotted a fellow ambling casually, unremarkable at first glance. Still, the artifact quit pulsing, marking him as the final link to the demonic scent.

At once.

A shared look flew between them, then they dropped down, cutting off his route.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Two shapes plunged from above, draped in odd rune-etched robes, eyeing him like highway thugs staking a claim.

Yi Feng's eyebrows twitched faintly.

Ere he uttered a word, the man across leveled a icy, piercing stare.

"You slew two Envoys of Fate from the Primary Star?"

The query dropped, and both fixed stares on him. Stellar glints sparked in their eyes, harboring myriad stars, primed to catch any hint.

Faced with this stance and criminal-like grilling, Yi Feng soured a bit and shot back on reflex.

"And who might you be?"

His retort barely escaped when the foe flashed a peculiar emblem, glare unrelenting.

"We come from Yuan Star, the Primary Star lording over your Lan Star. This weighs heavy; speak plain truth. Dodge if you dare, but reconsider!"

From the Primary Star?

Kin to those prior two, chasing vengeance then?

Realization dawned in Yi Feng's gaze, igniting real interest at last.

Chatting over drinks with Gui Wanhai before, Old Turtle had warned of the Primary Star's might, the grave mess from slaying Envoys, urging future caution.

Never figured they'd track him this quick!

Looks like the Primary Star packs real punch. By rights, they outstrip Lan Star's Star Lord by miles, yeah?

His bold quest for demise flickered with promise...

Thus musing, Yi Feng confirmed boldly and without reserve.

"Yes!"

"I took out two who posed as Envoys of Fate earlier. What of it!"

His declaration rang, and Yi Feng lifted his chin defiantly.

Here and now, no remorse stirred for the deed. They struck first with killer vibes; he'd just defended. Moreover, with their kin avenging, maxing out the bravado would pull full ire!

Arrogance dialed high enough, and the clash would ignite right off!

As Yi Feng eyed the scene in anticipation.

The duo did freeze, flashes of startle in their eyes.

"You truly ended them..."

Then, swapping astounded looks, they grinned wide and lauded him!

"Excellent! Fine slaying!"

"Impressive feat. Who'd guess Lan Star hides a gem like you!"

The sudden lavish acclaim floored Yi Feng completely.

What in the world?

Buddy, lady, have you lost it?

I'm the killer of your own kind. You trek here not to avenge, but to cheer me? This makes zero sense!

Get real!

Even a fool sees you ought to strike back hard! Yet you flip it, yelling 'excellent'? Won't your dead kin haunt you forever?

This skips rules altogether; it shreds them to bits!

How to even continue now?

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