I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1315: Right and Wrong, Black and White

Yi Feng flew swiftly through the clouds and the pink hues of sunrise, arriving back at the outer sect islands in mere moments.

The typical peace across the immortal islands had vanished. The cultivators appeared rattled by the disturbance from the Demon-Suppressing Prison. Within a handful of breaths, multiple beams of light had already streaked by overhead.

Yi Feng paid no attention to these insignificant individuals. Even if he wished to ask about the location of that fierce auntie, these people wouldn't provide any useful details.

With a quick scan, he headed directly to his personal cave abode.

As he touched down in front of the courtyard entrance on the immortal isle, Yi Feng automatically pulled out his jade token for the cave residence, ready to unlock the main door. It was only upon raising his gaze that he noticed the gate stood ajar, suggesting someone had already moved in.

Well, well...

How much time has passed? They've even obtained access to the front entrance by now.

Occupying someone else's home, and doing it so swiftly!

Standing blankly at the entrance, Yi Feng's expression showed a tangled array of feelings. The saying about the world's transience really contained no exaggeration.

Before he could examine it further, a strange wine scent drifted from within the courtyard.

Right after, sloshing giggles and flirtatious chatter echoed out.

"No, don't..."

"Hmph, you little seductress acted so arrogant before, didn't you? Why are you so compliant now?"

"Young Master An, I was just momentarily foolish; how can you hold that against me..."

"Foolish? I say you were blinded in more ways than one. A lowly mortal-star cultivator, how could he possibly match up to this young master? He's dead in the Demon-Suppressing Prison now, not even a trace of his bones left! With no interruptions today, allow this young master to explore exactly what secrets you're keeping!"

"Ah, you're so cruel..."

"Hahaha..."

The bold chuckles rang out shamelessly. Upon hearing them, Yi Feng's eyebrows knit together faintly.

The fact that someone other than that fierce auntie knew of his venture into the Demon-Suppressing Prison indicated this scheme was carefully planned. The vile duo inside were surely partners in crime!

He had been wondering how to collect clues, and here these villains showed up at his door!

Yi Feng advanced slowly past the courtyard gate, his tone grave.

"Whoever's in there, come out now!"

The shout boomed like thunder. The merriment from the room halted instantly.

Right away.

An Shixuan, cheeks red with fury, burst from the refined room on the left, attire rumpled and veins throbbing!

"You scum..."

The explosive anger that nearly burst forth cut off midway, turning to complete quiet. An Shixuan's eyes bulged, and he jabbed a shaky finger as though spotting a specter!

"It's you!"

In that brief clash, An Shixuan's dominant aura shattered entirely.

Examining the unscathed Yi Feng closely, the rage on his features faded sharply, overtaken by sheer stunned incredulity!

"You actually got out of the Demon-Suppressing Prison?!"

"Impossible, that's utterly impossible!"

"Did Yuwen Qianyue trick this young master and fail to drag you into the Demon-Suppressing Prison? You must have some tricks up your sleeve to sway even Yuwen Qianyue!"

"You surely offered her a massive reward, right?!"

Spilling the truth immediately, he confessed without any coercion.

Yi Feng grew almost entirely convinced. It was probably this fellow who teamed up with that fierce auntie to set him up and toss him into the Demon-Suppressing Prison. If he had perished for real, their plot would have succeeded.

Yet now, since he emerged unscathed, the more Yi Feng considered it, the more rage built inside him.

Damn this handsome fool, completely incompetent. Can't even finish off one person right, and he's still yapping away!

Yi Feng had no patience left for him and lashed out with a kick!

"Thump!"

"Crack!"

A heavy impact sounded, chased by a sharp break louder than fireworks.

An Shixuan couldn't respond in time before he was hurled back across the yard. His white leg bone pierced through muscle and skin as he gripped it, wailing on the ground!

"Argh!!!"

"My leg!"

"You! You dare to sneak attack this young master once more?!"

Yi Feng scowled in irritation, seizing the pretty boy and flinging him away!

"Sneak attack?"

"You're not even worth it!"

Damn it!

Who can tell where this young master draws his arrogance from. He lacks any awareness. Doesn't learn from previous errors—even a mule avoids sharp brambles!

This fellow is feeble and all bluster!

Only after hurling An Shixuan out did Yi Feng sense some relief in his ears.

But the instant he pivoted, a strange woman with rosy cheeks like blooming peaches curtsied anxiously.

"Young... Young Master Yi..."

"Please hear me out; it's not as it seems. An Shixuan and I absolutely didn't..."

Midway in her words, Yi Feng dismissed her with an impatient gesture.

"Leave, leave, leave!"

He didn't even recognize this woman. Why waste time on her babble? All that sobbing and pleading was just irritating.

Facing the harsh command.

Lu Miaoke's frame went rigid. Despite the whirlwind of ideas in her mind, she wouldn't dare overstep before such a fearsome prodigy. With a sorrowful, remorseful breath... lips pressed tight, she could only agree shakily and withdraw from the yard on tiptoe.

At last.

The yard restored its calm, and quiet settled over his hearing.

Yi Feng relaxed in the courtyard. Even without using the structures, the peaks, woods, streams, and ponds across the whole isle offered plenty of spots for him to rest briefly.

Right then.

Yi Feng held no more hesitations and even welcomed any incoming trouble!

Watching the frantic lights darting through the heavens, his gaze held easy satisfaction, peaceful and undisturbed, like observing drifting clouds with no spark of curiosity.

The whole Frostwind Isle buzzed with activity, as though a huge event loomed. Still, Yi Feng stayed utterly composed, reclining to observe the rising gales and shifting mists.

Abruptly.

A few lights paused above, then dropped down. Multiple forms materialized at the entrance.

Yi Feng glanced over curiously.

He spotted Xu Qingyuan's eyes stretching wide in shock, while the mortal-star cultivators trailing him brimmed with amazement!

"Brother... Brother Yi!"

"It's really Brother Yi!"

"Brother Yi is truly alive; the rumors were accurate!"

"The heavens have blessed you!"

The group brimmed with joy and emotion, marching into the yard to pay respects!

Meeting familiar faces full of honest warmth, Yi Feng felt warmed and bowed back appreciatively.

"Everyone, please sit."

Xu Qingyuan drew near and studied him for a few moments, his gaze brightening more with each pass!

"Brother Yi is completely fine, so we can finally relax! Brother, your luck is truly profound to break free from the Demon-Suppressing Prison. Great achievements await you ahead!"

Amid the thrilled speech, bewilderment flickered in Yi Feng's eyes.

"How did you learn I escaped the Demon-Suppressing Prison?"

Xu Qingyuan chuckled in reply, his look rich with feeling.

"Brother Yi, your breakout from the Demon-Suppressing Prison was seen by numerous mighty figures across the isles. The news has already circulated through the outer sect!"

In his elation, Xu Qingyuan's stare suddenly stilled.

"But..."

"We got word from the honored one too. Apparently, Elder Guo still lives and escaped the Demon-Suppressing Prison alongside Brother Yi. Is that the case?"

Listening to this admirer's awestruck chatter, Yi Feng offered a faint grin.

"Yes, it's true. Elder Guo and I... we exited the Demon-Suppressing Prison side by side."

This Brother Xu was Guo Jiannan's biggest supporter. Discovering his hero's return must thrill him immensely. Their future connection could prove beneficial.

With that in mind, Yi Feng regarded him with a grin and hope.

To his surprise, Xu Qingyuan looked uneasy, his response far from expected, like facing a tough dilemma.

After a brief pause of several breaths, he nodded solemnly at last.

The esteemed figure warned us outright that Elder Guo betrays humanity, set to ally with demons and beasts for chaos. Right now, they're rallying the isle's top talents to encircle and pursue Elder Guo!

"I can't accept that the Invincible Sword Venerable, who built Frostwind Island alone, might be a betrayer?"

"A hero I've revered for years... how could he turn out like this..."

His words faded, Xu Qingyuan's eyes dimmed with sorrow.

The companions nearby also bore serious looks, as if their beliefs had shattered right then. The shock hit them hard, leaving them reeling.

Only now did Yi Feng grasp it.

So Brother Guo had turned into everyone's enemy?

Little wonder Xu Qingyuan responded so oddly to his idol's reappearance. As the saying goes, widespread tales turn to fact; even lies and setups seem convincing when echoed enough.

From the looks of things, Brother Guo had set off for vengeance. Standing solo without support, challenging Frostwind Island might prove too much. If a plea for aid came, he ought to lend a hand...

Yi Feng refrained from defending his friend outright, simply sharing a few soothing remarks with a smile.

"Brother Xu, good and evil, truth and lies—all get decided by folks."

"If you believe in me, let this go for now. Keep watch on the isle's activities ahead. If any news comes, tell me at once!"

One steady remark, laced with deep enigma.

Xu Qingyuan and the rest lifted their heads in wonder, staring at the steadfast Yi Feng. He seemed suddenly remote and profound. Recalling his joint escape with Elder Guo from the Demon-Suppressing Prison only heightened their reverence.

The group shared subtle looks, then affirmed with resolute nods.

"Got it!"

"We're all mortal-star cultivators. We'll heed Brother Yi and stand by the Invincible Sword Venerable too!"

They saluted with clasped hands, pledged their support, and departed swiftly.

Just Yi Feng lingered in the modest yard. He observed the endless lights weaving above with composure, his demeanor remarkably tranquil, though his thoughts already plotted future steps. Those myriad beams resembled mere pawns, all under his control.

Now by himself, Yi Feng's vision sharpened exceptionally.

Since leaving the Demon-Suppressing Prison, he had understood that so-called Frostwind Island held no uniqueness. His strength had exceeded this world's ordinary bounds.

Even the stars overhead felt reachable in his hands...