I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1322: Somethings Not Right
Previously on I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God...
"Do you believe that simply letting this young fellow pose and inquire will scare us off?"
"Despite all the earlier uproar, you've merely got one novice at your side. Clearly, the Invincible Sword Venerable has lost his former glory. Unable to recruit any real aid, you're forced into this last-ditch effort!"
"This Seat had planned to gauge your remaining power, yet I never anticipated such enigmatic schemes. Attempting to bluff your way out with this alone? You underestimate us far too greatly!"
"Guo Jiannan, do you still see yourself as the powerhouse from those days?!"
"Too late for second thoughts? Oh, This Seat trembles in fear!"
"Hahaha..."
As Yi Feng moved ahead and uttered his words, the Wind Snow Island elders kept chuckling without pause.
The scene remained completely in their grasp. Without a genuine powerhouse stepping in, the outcome wouldn't shift. Yet the Island Master had already declared the Demon Execution Order. The influential leaders from various groups were cunning; they must have grasped the hidden implications.
Having practiced cultivation over tens of thousands of years to arrive at this point, who among them would dare provoke Wind Snow Island's wrath?
Between a fallen elder and the might of Wind Snow Island, everyone recognized the greater force. When confronted with survival, demise, and gains, those hollow notions of "friendship" held no value whatsoever.
At minimum, the present Guo Jiannan lacked the influence to inspire such devotion.
Only if their minds had dulled would they venture here at such risk.
Could mighty experts act so foolishly?
No way.
Utterly out of the question!
Gazing upon the unremarkable and everyday Yi Feng, the assembly's features brimmed with amusement. Though they couldn't sense his cultivation level, they dismissed him as any supreme master; instead, they viewed it purely as Guo Jiannan's deception.
If this ruse fooled them, wouldn't their millennia in elevated roles prove worthless, akin to a dog's existence?
Putting forth an unknown youth as a shield—this tactic was downright crude. The Invincible Sword Venerable possessed raw combat prowess, yet his cunning fell short of the Island Master's by a vast margin.
The group chuckled with a mix of mockery and pity, their contempt for Guo Jiannan deepening further.
"Invincible Sword Venerable?"
"Hahaha..."
The guffaws grew bolder and more insolent, echoing sharply under the moon's glow.
Not until the forefront figure issued a chilly snort did they hold back.
"Hmph."
"Guo Jiannan, we go back a long way. I never thought you'd sink this far. Out of respect for your former fame, This Seat will give you one final warning."
"The Tree Demon remains confined within the Red Moon Forest, encircled by our Ten Directions Desolate Absolute Formation. Showing up here today means walking to your doom. If you yield without resistance, This Seat could perhaps intercede with the Island Master to grant you a whole corpse, sparing you the disgrace in your final years and avoiding eternal ridicule!"
The icy tone carried even greater haughtiness, while the onlookers watched with entertained expressions.
Witnessing this display, Guo Jiannan froze briefly. He ground his teeth and balled his hands, forcing down his fury. His visage revealed added seriousness; evidently, the circumstances were dire!
Noticing that faint shift from the side, Yi Feng whispered in puzzled curiosity.
"Why the reaction? Is that formation truly as formidable as they claim?"
To declare instant death upon arrival—that arrogance knew no bounds.
After all, Brother Guo stood as a mythic hero; how could he crumble so simply? Unless the array held genuine terror...
Should that prove true, it presented a prime chance to court demise!
A spark of eagerness stirred in Yi Feng's chest.
Upon hearing this, Guo Jiannan quickly bent closer and sent a mental message.
"Brother Yi."
"Truth be told, the frontmost ones, including the leader, are all Wind Snow Island elders. Their cultivation strength is genuinely solid. In my present condition, confronting them exerts heavy strain, even if victory isn't out of reach."
"The Ten Directions Desolate Absolute Formation is undeniably potent, capable of locking away the Tree Venerable's full cultivation, but I believe I can shatter it."
"Each challenge alone isn't overwhelming. Yet tackling both at once—battling them while freeing the Tree Venerable—would rival climbing to the heavens. Even I might not escape without grave injury. As they stated, my end here seems all but certain!"
At these words, Yi Feng grumbled silently.
Damn...
I figured the formation was something extraordinary, but it dashed my expectations for naught!
Observing his junior's solemn and worried look, he gave a subtle nod and replied via transmission.
"I see."
"But this poses no real issue."
"You handle breaking the formation by entering. I'll manage these foes. We divide our efforts, and Brother Tree's rescue should succeed."
These composed assurances ignited Guo Jiannan's spirits.
Meanwhile, Yi Feng posed the key inquiry.
"What's your success odds, and about how much time do you need?"
Guo Jiannan mulled it over shortly before offering a cautious estimate.
"With an hour's time, I estimate a seventy percent shot at dismantling it."
His delivery carried a hint of anxiety, missing his typical assurance.
Midway, he hastened to clarify.
"Brother Yi, I beg your pardon."
"I realize delaying these foes for an hour is a tall order. It's unfair to leave you facing all these elders solo. Still, that array's intricacy demands locating each formation eye sequentially and neutralizing the ten ancient desolate powers..."
His words trailed off weakly; shame overwhelmed Guo Jiannan.
Though these details rang true, they came across as mere justifications to him. Lifelong fidelity defined him, but now he must abandon Brother Yi to the swarm of adversaries. Guilt gnawed at his core.
Even with Brother Yi's deep cultivation, one couldn't fend off a crowd indefinitely!
Enduring the onslaught from numerous elders for a full hour—the feat's challenge was plain. Win or lose, should Brother Yi persist, the tale would stun the realms upon spreading!
Only Brother Yi's initiative compelled Guo Jiannan, under duress, to accept boldly. For any other, he'd refuse outright, preferring death!
Noting his junior's evident tension, Yi Feng offered a light nod of reassurance.
"Mm, proceed."
Though an hour stretched on, his endurance held up well. For Brother Tree's sake, a short wait meant little.
This casual assurance touched Guo Jiannan profoundly.
Brother Yi faced a horde of champions yet voiced no protests or retreats. His valor soared to the skies! Such profound demeanor outshone the prodigies and titans he'd encountered before by endless degrees!
To encounter Brother Yi in this existence made all prior hardships pale in comparison.
With that, Guo Jiannan clasped his hands. Endless sentiments boiled down to a determined stare. He stomped forth resolutely and dashed headlong into the Red Moon Forest!
Bang!
Following a dull thud, his swift form blurred into the treeline!
The shift caught them off guard; the Wind Snow Island elders, observing silently, failed to respond promptly.
They'd assumed the pair's stillness signaled a futile bid for survival through denial. Never did they foresee Guo Jiannan's swift resolve, charging undaunted toward death into the Red Moon Forest.
This abrupt lunge violated all codes of combat honor!
When the leader finally stirred, the silhouette had already faded.
He bellowed instantly, jabbing a furious finger!
"Bastard!"
"Hurry! Pursue Guo Jiannan! Under no circumstances can we allow him to free the Tree Demon!"
The assembly snapped alert, channeling their cultivation to pursue!
Yet.
Yi Feng, whom they'd overlooked entirely, advanced leisurely right then.
"Stop."
"I am your foe."
A single phrase stunned the group, drawing astonished glances backward.
They beheld Yi Feng approaching steadily, arms folded behind, his expression serene.
He sauntered casually, his tone crisp and distinct.
To remain so composed amid peril, intent on halting a legion of masters alone—mere bravery scarcely sufficed for such audacity.
That poise eluded easy imitation.
Abruptly.
The leader's eyes tightened, doubt and wariness flooding his mind.
Guo Jiannan cherished bonds above all; abandoning this ally to sacrifice for his getaway clashed utterly with his nature.
And this individual acted with poise, utterly unafraid...
Something off.
Deeply awry!
After eyeing the man intently for a beat...
The lead Pavilion Elder's countenance hardened. He met the gaze directly and demanded in a resonant timbre!
"Who are you truly? Which sect do you represent!?"
His declaration thundered forth. The experts at his back fixed their stares ahead. Prior sneers evaporated, supplanted by intense gravity. The air thickened manifold, as though they now confronted a dire threat.
An immense clash loomed on the horizon!