I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1323: Just a Mortal Star Cultivator
Previously on I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God...
When the question echoed through the air, the entire group instantly unsheathed their blades and nocked their arrows, behaving as though a massive disaster had struck. The tension in the surroundings thickened without warning.
*Am I some kind of demon? Do they really need to make such a huge fuss?*
Noticing their aggressive stance, Yi Feng dropped his gaze in helpless frustration and answered.
"My name is Yi Feng. I come from no notable lineage, merely a cultivator hailing from a Mortal Star."
"Today, I stand as your adversary."
Yi Feng?
A cultivator from a Mortal Star?
The listeners stared blankly, exchanging silent glances that stretched on for quite a while.
They figured this individual might boast a remarkable heritage, maybe even a hidden master from some secluded realm. Never did they imagine he'd turn out to be an obscure figure, and worse, a mere insect from a Mortal Star...
Suddenly.The once-heavy tension eased up a lot, replaced by puzzled looks in their eyes.
Was the fellow Guo Jiannan dragged along truly this insignificant? Had the Invincible Sword Venerable actually pawned off a bug as a sacrificial lamb?
That didn't add up.
As the group traded uncertain looks, the Pavilion Elder at the front pondered deeply to himself.
"Yi Feng, Yi Feng..."
After repeating the name a couple of times, it started ringing bells more and more.
Glancing at the still young man, his features also struck a chord of recognition.
Suddenly.
A memory clicked into place, sparking a sharp light in his gaze!
"You're Yi Feng?!"
"That day, you emerged from the Demon-Suppressing Prison right alongside Guo Jiannan!"
Yi Feng offered no reply, but his words jogged the memories of the rest, prompting them to chime in rapidly.
"Now I recall, it's definitely him!"
"Could he be Guo Jiannan's offspring?"
"Yes, yes, yes! Earlier, Yuwen Qianyue did point out someone who said he was from a Mortal Star. Upon closer inspection, it's this guy!"
"So he's Guo Jiannan's heir. No surprise he's eager to march in and meet his end!"
"It was all just a scare after all..."
The discussion heated up among them, their expressions lighting up with sudden insight.
Bit by bit, a spark of assurance returned to them.
Yi Feng, though, found himself utterly baffled by their chatter.
*What's going on here?*
*I've barely uttered a handful of sentences, and suddenly my status gets demoted, turning me into Old Guo's heir out of nowhere? They're stating it so assuredly, like it's undeniable fact.*
*How do they spin nonsense with such conviction?*
*These folks are total oddballs!*
Before Yi Feng could get a word in, the head of the enemy side flicked his sleeve scornfully!
"Hmph."
"I figured it was some big shot, but it's only a youngster after all!"
"Guo Jiannan has truly declined from his former glory. Not only can his cultivation no longer reach its height, but sending a youth to his doom just to stall us—this pathetic and vile ploy is downright disgraceful. He's sunk straight into the Devil Path!"
"The Invincible Sword Venerable belongs to history; now there's just Devil Guo roaming the world!"
With that, he shot a grave sideways glance and barked a command.
"All of you!"
"This is the 'luring the tiger away from the mountain' tactic. We can't afford more delays! Ignore this pest entirely; assign one to handle him. Hurry and chase down Devil Guo—we must stop him from saving the Tree Demon at all costs!"
"If both fiends get away, how do we face the Island Master?!"
His resonant voice dropped, met by a unified chorus from the others.
"Elder Chen's words ring absolutely true!"
One figure advanced from the line, cupping his hands with haughty confidence as he took the task.
"Elder Chen, lead the brothers to snag Old Devil Guo. As for this bug, I'll wipe him out single-handedly!"
The leader gave a nod at those words.
"Mm."
"Your cultivation might be a touch lower, but it's plenty to finish off this brat!"
In mere quick exchanges, they dismissed Yi Feng completely. Arrogance etched across their features, their battle fervor aimed only at seizing Guo Jiannan. The lone elder remaining advanced toward Yi Feng with composed poise.
Witnessing this, the rest spun about, poised to depart.
Unexpectedly, just as they moved to go, a thunderous blast rocked from behind!
"Bang!"
A profound boom resounded, sending gusts of wind surging outward!
Frightening blasts hammered their backs, jolting the whole party to a halt!
*No way...*
*How could Old Li unleash such brutal might?*
As they whipped around.
The scene revealed a mess of blood and fluids on the ground. Yi Feng remained standing serene as ever. The elder who'd just approached was now shredded into bits and strewn about!
In a flash, astonishment and doubt surged through them, eyes bulging wide!
"Hiss..."
"This can't be real!"
Even the Pavilion Elder, who'd steadied himself, now wore a stern mask!
He scrutinized Yi Feng anew.
Observing the youth untouched by any dirt, far from the look of one who'd just lashed out, yet capable of erasing an elder without stirring the air—his cultivation was undeniably profound.
Under the group's piercing glares, Yi Feng stated evenly.
"I said, your opponent is me."
The repeated phrase echoed once more, but now it carried a whole new weight. It felt like an overwhelming force crashing over them, silencing the forest's fringe in utter dread!
Right then.
The Pavilion Elder's countenance darkened further, his icy stare sharpening his voice to a bitter edge.
"I never thought this old fool could still read someone wrong."
"No surprise Old Devil Guo stationed you here. With cultivation like yours, you're no commoner, yet you posed as a Mortal Star cultivator to feign frailty before foes. Your plots run truly deep!"
He spat the lines almost snarling.
The rest mirrored his murderous intent, appearing duped into a massive snare, igniting fury from sheer embarrassment!
Their demeanor was over the top.
Anyone unaware might assume they'd endured some monumental wrong.
Yi Feng's irritation mounted with every word, leading him to issue a blunt challenge.
"Enough talk, let's get to it."
His laid-back delivery ignited the Pavilion Elder's fury. Yet he wasn't one to lose control; instead, he clenched his jaw, dipped his head, and let out a booming laugh.
"Excellent, excellent."
"Looks like you truly scorn us. The young ones are something to reckon with!"
Amid his speech, he sent a covert message to the team.
"Everyone!"
"This youth's cultivation is deep; we can't afford sloppiness! Soon, we'll strike all out together, take him down as one, then hunt Old Devil Guo!"
"This fight's perilously high; hold nothing back!"
Having collaborated for years, this crew shared seamless coordination.
A mere shared look conveyed their plans. They quietly stirred their cultivation; diverse magical treasures appeared, and fearsome aces unveiled in unison!
In a heartbeat.
Awful primal energy amassed like a raging torrent. The overhead moon vanished behind roiling clouds, twisting the sky and dimming the celestial glow!
The ground quaked, and the atmosphere chilled to frost!
Within moments, their formation stood complete. Treasures gleamed in a spectrum of hues—the spectacle dazzling and overwhelmingly grand!
Observing the display.
Yi Feng had grown accustomed and held little anticipation.
From prior encounters, the flashier the show, the feebler the substance. Particularly those who sneered from on high—they were utter dregs.
Against this lot, he lacked even the urge to let them have a turn.
He drew his large machete idly and, to suit the mood, swung it lightly.
True to form.
The arm lifted, the edge dropped, sharp and decisive as ever.
Following a series of "crack" noises, the noisy minions toppled one by one, reduced to lifeless husks. Only the horror in their stares hinted at their final sparks.
"Sigh, why must I keep running into such garbage? Existence feels as desolate as falling snow."
Yi Feng shook his head in resignation and tucked away the large machete leisurely.
He lifted his sight toward the distant Red Moon Forest. Noting the stillness, he figured Brother Guo hadn't shattered the array yet, leaving him to bide his time.
He lingered in quiet stillness, boredom gnawing at him.
Yi Feng eyed the butchered bodies littering the area. True to his habit of wasting nothing, he opted to clean up the site incidentally. He started rummaging for any loot worth claiming—treating it as fair pay for his efforts...