I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1314: The Snowstorm Island Quake
Previously on I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God...
"BOOM!!!"
A fearsome blade glow ripped across the heavens over Snowstorm Island, paired with a thunderous blast. The awesome power rattled the whole land, forcing the sky and earth to shift in hue!
Countless cultivators across the island jolted awake in alarm, staring up at the dreadful blade glow with expressions of pure astonishment.
From regular disciples to top island leaders, they all soared into the air instantly, eyes locked on the sky. Tension gripped the entire place, as numerous divine senses swept through the clouds!
Beneath the watchful eyes of everyone.
The heavens cracked open, and endless rays of light started spilling forth!
In the outer sect zone packed with floating isles, everyday disciples froze in place, gazing upward. Horror etched their faces, like they were facing the end of days, oblivious to what was really occurring.
Inside the grand Heavenly Hall.
The island's elites caught sight of this and quickly pieced together ideas. Figures radiating immense auras converged in the central chamber, whispering in disbelief and uncertainty.
"What exactly is going on? How did the void-shattering sign appear out of nowhere?""The Demon Suppression Prison... it's been broken into!"
"No way that's true!?"
"The void's cracked, demons are fleeing—it has to mean the Demon Suppression Prison got breached!"
"Catastrophe, this spells catastrophe!"
Right outside the main hall doors, the assorted leaders brimmed with dread.
A break in the Demon Suppression Prison would unleash massive turmoil. All sorts of complicated looks flashed among them. The Reverends who hurried over after hearing the alert bore extremely solemn faces.
Particularly Yuwen Qianyue, positioned at the rear of the group.
This typically distant and arrogant Heaven's Pride Reverend, now seeing the rays of light scatter with her own eyes and learning of the prison break, even gripped her hidden sleeve-covered fingers in white-knuckled surprise!
Her uncertain stare fixed on the sky's light streams, her face darkening more by the second!
To imagine...
this so-called unbreakable Demon Suppression Prison had been forced open after all. Who could tell what monstrous entity wielded the power to do that!
This messes up all plans!
What if...
that mortal-star cultivator somehow slipped free, and the scandal of her setting him up got exposed?
What could she possibly do next?!
As soon as that idea hit her, panic flickered in Yuwen Qianyue's gaze. The clear signs of a troubled mind were plain to see.
Her eyes glued to the sky, her mind kept silently begging.
No chance...
That guy was only a mortal-star cultivator. No matter his talent, the Demon Suppression Prison teemed with endless dangers. There's no way he lasted this long!
Her quiet muttering went on for just a couple of breaths until a voice nearby suddenly yelped in alarm!
"Look! A few auras have halted in the air!"
"Are they grudge-holding demonic kin, here to strike back at our Snowstorm Island?!"
All at once!
The mood outside the Heavenly Hall turned razor-sharp with strain. All eyes bored into the sky.
Once Yuwen Qianyue made out the shapes that appeared, her attention snapped to the striking young features of one. Her pupils started quivering!
The youth at the group's core was precisely the mortal-star cultivator, Yi Feng!
This fellow had somehow endured inside the Demon Suppression Prison. His fortune was downright against the heavens!
"This!"
Seeing Yi Feng's narrow getaway, Yuwen Qianyue drew in a sharp breath of surprise.
Though she caught her slip in poise right away, it was a bit late. A handful of middle-aged men shot her wary glances, their looks pondering.
Before they could dwell on it, someone else burst out in even wilder shock than Yuwen Qianyue!
"That... that figure with the staff, is it Elder Guo?"
"It truly is Elder Guo?!"
"This... impossible!"
"Tens of thousands of years later, Elder Guo lives on?!"
"I can't be wrong. He appears far older, like his life force has faded sharply, but that presence and face match Elder Guo without doubt!"
The stunned outcries rang sharp, pulling every gaze at the hall doors.
Noticing the speakers were senior island figures, it prompted many Reverends to cup their hands in awe.
"Honored sirs, the Elder Guo you mention, is he perhaps..."
The query wasn't even done when the frontmost one gave a grave nod.
"Yes."
"He is none other than Snowstorm Island's founding ancestor, the legendary Sword Venerable who dominated the realm ages ago—Guo Jiannan!"
Those declarations drained the color from every face!
"Hiss!"
"Elder Guo walks the world once more!"
In no time, the leaders at the entrance cycled through stunned looks. Some even babbled in disarray, totally floored by the day's events!
"Elder Guo returns to Snowstorm Island!"
"The era is shifting!"
The mythic creator of Snowstorm Island, bursting free from the Demon Suppression Prison—this revelation hit like a storm. It hinted at buried secrets and questions, leaving many gaping in shock!
Yuwen Qianyue's pulse raced harder.
Glancing back skyward, her cheeks had gone ashen.
In her view, the airborne group was actually exchanging bows. Yi Feng, right in the middle, appeared highly esteemed. He could even talk and grin with Elder Guo, like he'd gained a mighty supporter...
Blast it!
This mortal-star cultivator didn't just flee the Demon Suppression Prison—he'd linked up with Elder Guo too!
His fate defies the gods!
After moments of envious, icy glares, Yuwen Qianyue's scowl deepened.
This cursed youth, flipping disaster to triumph, would no doubt lean on Elder Guo's fame for payback. She was just a Reverend—how could she stand against Snowstorm Island's founding Sword Venerable?
What to do now?!
Following a series of nervous, hidden peeks, Yuwen Qianyue's hands chilled with fright. She slipped back from the throng quietly. The remaining leaders also craned their necks upward, bodies rigid with mixed feelings, intricate glints in nearly all their stares.
In the sky amid the dispersing light rays, the breeze was fresh, sunlight beaming down.
Guo Jiannan and his companions boomed with laughter, their features alight with delight at the open sky.
"We actually made it out..."
"The Demon Suppression Prison is shattered. Freedom is ours at last!"
"Hahaha!"
Surveying Snowstorm Island's vistas below, the bunch stirred with mixed feelings. They bowed one after another to Yi Feng, brimming with awe at this senior brother's fearsome cultivation!
"Brother Yi! We've truly seen wonders today. Beholding Brother Yi's unmatched blade attack leaves us content for life!"
"Brother Yi freed us. We'll engrave this grace forever!"
"No thanks can cover such a huge debt. Should Brother Yi ever call on us later, these old frames would face death a thousand times without hesitation!"
Noting his blood brothers' deep courtesy, Yi Feng grinned and cupped his fists back.
"Easy there. We're brothers, after all—this was merely a minor push, nothing to fuss over."
His blood brothers' visages were lined deep, carrying an air of weary years. Fresh to the outside world again, they likely had scant kin or allies remaining, a sorrowful state.
Fated to cross paths, Yi Feng inquired with care.
"Friends, what's next for you all? Got a spot to head to?"
Guo Jiannan and the rest traded looks at his words, grins dimming as they replied.
"Brother Yi, breaking free from the Demon Suppression Prison is vast luck, owed entirely to you. With liberty reclaimed, this elder has to square things with the scoundrel who wronged me long ago!"
The group chimed in with fist salutes, faces stern.
"Right. A true man avenges his woes. Old debts demand payment!"
"In days hence, after rebuilding my cultivation, I'll head back to end my feud too!"
"Brother Yi, farewell for now. We'll split off. Once cultivation returns and revenge is won, we'll meet to drink deep!"
Yi Feng nodded in approval at that.
"Fine. That's the way it goes."
His blood brothers' drive for vengeance showed he didn't need to fret much over them. They weren't done for yet and ought to fare strong ahead.
'A true man avenges his woes'—such wisdom rang true!
Out in the open myself, I ought to confront that spiteful aunt from the past too. I'll grill that scheming hag on why she tricked me into the Demon Suppression Prison!
As they parted, Yi Feng addressed his blood brothers with guidance.
"Brothers, this is where we separate."
"Should trouble find you, reach out to me. If it's in my reach, I'll rush to help without fail."
The fellows thanked him profusely, admiration swelling in their eyes.
After imprinting jade slips with their spiritual senses, they farewelled again before vanishing into the distance.
Eyeing his brothers streak away as lights, Yi Feng felt relieved and turned away. He then dashed toward his old home, the "Sunset Glow Heavenly Manor."