I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1311: Double-sided

Noticing the doubt in Yi Feng's gaze, the group began voicing their warnings with grave faces.

"It's far worse than merely risky—the inner regions of the Demon Suppression Prison ensure that just one out of every ten makes it out alive!"

"That's right; deep inside lurk several ancient demonic entities, fully deserving the title of 'great fiends'!"

"Young friend Yi, even though those demons are currently biding their time and focusing on conserving power, they've gathered vast amounts of life force essence over the ages. Their might matches ours, so you can't afford to look down on them!"

"These ancient demons possess tremendous power, particularly the Two-Faced Demon. After surviving for tens of thousands of years, it has stored up enormous life force essence, unlike us who can only witness our own fading away. As one side wanes and the other waxes, that demon's strength probably rivals Old Guo's at present."

"All of this is the absolute truth, young friend. You must treat it with the utmost seriousness!"

Their words grew more intense, faces etched with deep concern.

Yet Yi Feng felt his excitement building with every detail he heard!

Tsk tsk.

He had just missed out on a bout with Old Guo, and now a demon on par with him appeared? The heavens were truly on his side. Passing up such a clash would be a real waste!

Out of prudence, Yi Feng first reined in the eagerness bubbling inside him.

He put on a stern face and clasped his hands toward Old Guo.

"Old Guo, could the demon clan's power truly prove too much even for you to manage?"

Old Guo let out a heavy sigh at the question, his features darkening further.

"Sigh."

"What my fellow Daoists have shared holds nothing but truth. Apart from the Two-Faced Demon, the other fiends likely match this old man's level too. Should the seals shatter someday and let these demons loose, disaster would surely follow, unleashing a torrent of bloodshed across the lands."

"My proposal to wait a few days stemmed partly from my own wish to resolve past enmities, but mostly from worry over the well-being of every creature alive!"

His statement only thickened the heavy air around them.

The elders at the table sat rigidly, their looks profoundly serious. After much pause, silence reigned, as though they wrestled with tough choices and felt helpless before what lay ahead. All they could do was brainstorm ways to counter the threat early, sparing the blameless from harm.

Such duty and honor defined their role as elders.

Yi Feng absorbed it all with genuine feeling, while a spark of long-dormant battle fervor kindled in his core.

Demons that inspired such dread in these veterans, great fiends that even Old Guo approached with caution—they had to be brutally savage.

Heading to confront them now, wouldn't he meet his end right there?

The idea grew more appealing by the moment. Rising to his feet, Yi Feng bowed with joined hands and bid his farewells.

"Your care for all life is truly inspiring."

"My abilities are limited, so I won't offer much aid. I'll just wander a bit and ponder the Divine Sword issue for now."

At his words, Tree Venerable lifted his head and cautioned him.

"Young friend, your gifts are unmatched; you're the perfect heir for the Divine Sword. Don't roam without purpose. What if you run into a demon..."

The rest shifted their focus to him too, eyes brimming with worry.

Yi Feng had his response prepared, shrugging casually.

"Should I meet a demon, I'll simply slay it."

"It's unlikely I'd stumble upon that Two-Faced Demon you described just while strolling, isn't it?"

His reply brought nods of ease from the group.

They smiled and agreed, showering him with further advice.

"You're right; young friend isn't one to act rashly."

"Yes, given young friend Yi's cultivation, dealing with common demons should be effortless."

"Young friend, stay clear of the shadowy depths, and never go beyond Tree Venerable's domain!"

"Young friend, if you face a demon with any cultivation base, kindly retrieve its body after defeating it. Those demons have hoarded life force essence for ages; their corpses hold faint echoes of the Great Dao, which could greatly aid our healing!"

Yi Feng bobbed his head and bowed politely in agreement right away.

"Rest easy, everyone. I won't step beyond this woodland. And if demon remains appear, I'll bring them all back!"

His earnest vow drew relieved nods from them.

As Yi Feng departed with calm steps, they couldn't hold back sighs of praise.

"The young ones surpass us all."

"Young friend carries himself with poise and grace beyond his years. He's without doubt the finest successor for the Divine Sword!"

"Old Guo's insight remains unmatched; we feel humbled!"

Soft chuckles filled the air, and Old Guo rubbed his beard contentedly.

This young cultivator displayed remarkable steadiness. Amid the perils of the Demon Suppression Prison, he betrayed no fear or hopelessness, not a hint of mental unrest. Such composure was indeed exceptional.

With a Dao heart this unyielding, it was no surprise he could amaze them despite hailing from a mundane world. Under the right tutelage, this lad's potential knew no bounds.

What an outstanding talent.

...

As the elders continued lauding him, Yi Feng strolled into the trees.

Only after glancing back and seeing no trace of the seniors did he drop his relaxed facade. Excitement lit up his features as he eagerly called for Manman.

His aim had always been the mightiest demons!

Now aware of their locations, and with a Two-Faced Demon equaling Old Guo in power, how could he possibly halt at this forest's edge?

That would be absurd!

In a single bound, he hopped onto Manman, battle lust blazing in his stare as he gestured ahead.

"Go for it!"

"Move out! Burst through this woods and race to the heart of the depths!"

Manman twitched his feelers blankly, then flashed into a streak of light. With a sharp "whoosh," he covered a thousand li of barren trees in moments!

Soon enough.

Yi Feng, hair combed back as he rode Manman, at last caught sight of demon clan shapes.

Regrettably, they turned out to be all show and no substance, mere weaklings.

Dispensing with them felt like chopping vegetables; his massive blade scarcely caught a splash of blood!

Yi Feng yanked the feelers in exasperation, eyeing things doubtfully.

"Are you slacking off? This hardly seems like the core area. Why are they all junk, without a worthwhile opponent anywhere?"

Manman promptly bubbled and sped Yi Feng onward swiftly!

At last.

By a vast, inky-black lake, a colossal demon emerged!

The beast towered dozens of zhang high, its simple cloth wrap spanning several zhang. Its frame gleamed like forged iron, casting a fearsome sheen in the lake's glow!

Even stranger, the demon faced away from the bank with its rear, yet its forward visage twisted toward them, its laughter thundering like a massive gong!

"Jie jie jie!"

"A puny insect, venturing here to feed this great one's life force essence! Though it might not even tickle, this great one graciously accepts!"

With those words, the huge demon exhaled a foul vapor!

The thick murk billowed skyward instantly, mimicking storm clouds. Everywhere the darkness touched, earth and rock crumbled to powder, swiftly merging into liquid that swelled the shoreline like the lake growing!

It exuded aura, wielded techniques.

This demon clearly had flair, adept at spectacle—like a dressed-up pig in finery, layer upon layer of flair.

From its bearing, it screamed overwhelming power!

At the display, a spark of eagerness finally flickered in Yi Feng's eyes. True to form, he let the foe strike first, holding position while stowing Manman, bracing for the smog to engulf him and death to claim him.

But.

Time dragged on. Endless billows of the haze swept by, leaving him utterly untouched. If anything changed, it was the foul stench.

Watching Yi Feng stand perplexed yet fine.

The demon's eyes bulged in disbelief. It reeled back a pair of steps, its massive bulk lurching and roiling the lake into chaos!

"This!"

"Impossible!"

"You, a trifling mortal—how do you stand unhurt amid this great one's demonic energy?!"

The booming outcry rang familiar to Yi Feng, sparking instant irritation!

Damn it.

Yet another flashy failure!

Why do they all bluff so well but deliver nothing? No such thing as a 'Bluster Great Dao'! And demonic energy? Just rotten breath, totally worthless!

As the demon flinched away in fright, Yi Feng's fury mounted.

He unsheathed his broadsword, advanced with a leap into the sky, and cleaved the enemy with a single swing!

"Boom!"

The gigantic corpse plunged into the water, whipping it into a maelstrom!

A dread quake rippled a thousand li wide. Any witnesses would have been stunned for life!

Still, Yi Feng's face showed pure frustration, gripping his sword in total defeat.

After a thorough search yielded no more demons, and this behemoth proved too gross to ignore, he had little option. True to his word, he fetched a cord, bound it, and hauled the remains as he departed.

Backtracking to gather the fallen, his load swelled bigger and bigger.

Perched solo at the woodland's border, a heap of demon bodies towered beside him, nearly hiding the dead trees—the vista screamed horror!

But Yi Feng sensed no thrill of victory, only the isolation and despair of battling endless enemies.

That said, the uproar proved too massive, drawing several elders to probe.

Staring at the horrifying pile of demon dead, the veterans' astonishment deepened into doubt. Spotting the severed head of the two-faced demon, they drew endless gasps of awe. Even Old Guo froze in place, his wrinkled visage locked in profound disbelief!