I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1324: Extraordinary Confidence

Red Moon Forest.

Amid the massive withered trees, the crimson moonlight spilled its eerie glow. It seemed both frightening and enchanting, but it failed to hide the intricate patterns that faintly shimmered on the barren ground.

Lines of these patterns twisted and turned, laid out following a precise pattern, weaving together and etched into the desolate soil, emitting a chilling wave of pressure.

Right at the heart where these array lines met, the energy felt especially ominous.

The hues of the surroundings appeared blocked off, and the already sparse spiritual energy struggled to approach. The Tree Venerable remained in a stupor there, wrinkles deepening on his face without stop, making him look ever more ancient as moments ticked by.

Each inhale drained a bit more life from his form.

The whole crimson-dead woodland acted like a living fiend. Fueled by the array, it was almost draining the Tree Venerable completely, transforming this powerful demon clan leader into mere lifeless timber!

As his old companion aged rapidly before him, teetering on the edge of death, Guo Jiannan at the array's edge brimmed with worry. He kept channeling his spiritual power to target the array nodes.

Yet this array proved far too intricate.

Even as he refused to waste a single moment and sweat poured down his brow from fatigue, he had managed just three array nodes. He was nowhere near the ten threads of ancient wasteland force required to shatter it.

With half an hour already gone, Guo Jiannan's despair mounted.

Lifting his gaze to witness the Tree Venerable's desperate condition, cold sweat broke out on him. His friend endured agony right there, Brother Yi held back the catastrophe from behind, and he, bearing everyone's expectations, showed such dismal results. No guilt cut deeper than this.

Suddenly.

A wave of helplessness washed over Guo Jiannan, and he whispered in alarm.

"What should I do..."

"I never thought their cultivation levels had advanced this much, nor that their array skills surpassed anything from before. The Ten Directions Desolation Formation they've set up is way more tangled than I pictured. I'm afraid it'll take over an hour to crack it."

As the Tree Venerable's features withered even more, Guo Jiannan fidgeted like an ant over a flame. Little in the world ever stirred him; even amid crowds hurling blame, he stayed calm and detached.

Just these handful of surviving comrades meant everything to Guo Jiannan!

He had poured in his all, but the crisis loomed worse than expected. He couldn't afford more delays. If he failed to undo the array now, the Tree Venerable would definitely meet his end here!

Even a future rescue attempt would come too late!

Clenching his jaw, Guo Jiannan steeled himself and pulled out a jade slip.

Beneath crushing strain, he forced the words past his lips, but his throat tightened like a massive rock blocked it. His tone came out shaky and soft, and it took ages for him to get it out.

"Yi... Brother Yi..."

"This array's a real headache. Half an hour might... might not cut it. I'm so sorry, but I have to ask boldly—could Brother Yi buy just a little extra time?"

The moment he spoke, Guo Jiannan's face twisted with unease and regret.

He knew full well this plea put someone in a tough spot. Plainly, it bordered on cheeky.

Brother Yi battled a horde outside. Promising to hold for thirty minutes already showed incredible loyalty. How could he beg for more?

But things had spiraled beyond control.

Confronted by the fading Tree Venerable, though Guo Jiannan saw the ask as over the top, he had no choice but to humble himself and voice it.

He lingered for just a few breaths.

The thoughts of this Supreme Sword Venerable churned in chaos. He plunged into inner turmoil, his expression showing unprecedented strain and worry. His fingers clutched the jade slip hard, afraid to say more.

...

Beyond the woods.

Yi Feng was locked in a "fierce clash," his face etched with frustration and outrage.

After tallying items from multiple storage rings, his scowl deepened. He flung aside worthless trinkets, muttering curses all the while.

"What junk saber is this? It broke after barely two uses! This vial's useless too; it's flimsier than snow. And this ring holds just a few hundred Immortal Crystals..."

"You're joking!"

"These were key figures from Snowstorm Island, no less. But they lug around nothing but trash. Every last one dirt-poor. They must've scraped by."

Stashing the roughly ten thousand Immortal Crystals he'd gathered, Yi Feng fumed that they'd let him down so badly.

Eyes on the bodies scattered around, he nearly swore aloud.

Only after securing the Immortal Crystals in his own ring did his irritation start to fade.

"Never mind, never mind..."

"A bite's still flesh, even from a fly. Snagging these Immortal Crystals makes it worthwhile. Plus, it's for a rescue. Let's rummage the rest; who knows what else turns up."

As he prepared to sift through more spoils, a ripple stirred from the jade tablet on his belt.

He drew out the jade tablet and scanned it with his divine sense.

Guo Jiannan's hesitant voice echoed softly, laced with seriousness.

Having heard the message, Yi Feng pondered aloud.

"Time's short, eh..."

"That array sounds pretty tough. Looks like an hour won't do it for him. Good thing I've got more battlefield cleanup ahead, so I'll grant Brother Guo some extra minutes."

One hour's a wait; ten hours is too. With nothing pressing, why not thoroughly loot the spoils here and chill while Brother Guo saves Brother Tree.

With that in mind, Yi Feng sent back a casual voice message.

"Brother Guo, relax."

"I'll buy you another two... wait, make it twenty hours! No rush on the array—just get Brother Tree out safe."

Message sent.

Yi Feng pressed on, spotting another body and claiming its storage ring, then meticulously counted the haul, his gaze brimming with eagerness, much like a player grinding mobs for loot.

...

Deep in the Red Moon Forest.

Guo Jiannan clutched the jade slip with tension, his stare swirling with endless turmoil.

Those mere ten breaths dragged on longer than eons in the Demon Suppression Prison, gnawing at his soul. Knowing Brother Yi fought a brutal fray kept him from risking another unapproved message; a flicker of remorse even dawned in his eyes!

Right then.

A pulse from the jade slip jolted Guo Jiannan, making his hand shake wildly!

He could hardly accept it. Amid such chaos, Brother Yi had squeezed out time for a reply. Urgency overrode thought, and he swiftly swept in his divine sense.

That scan left Guo Jiannan drawing a sharp breath!

"Hiss..."

"Twenty hours?!"

Guo Jiannan's gaze locked in stunned disbelief.

Getting any response from Yi Feng had shocked him, but these words? Utterly unbelievable.

No doubt, Brother Yi faced onslaught from countless powerhouses.

Against that onslaught, replying so steadily—with a casual vibe no less—defied reason.

Not until "twenty hours" hit him did Guo Jiannan waver between doubt and awe, his eyes wide with astonishment.

Over a dozen elites swarmed him outside. In that peril, one slip meant doom. Even Guo couldn't endure half an hour; he'd barely flee with secret arts.

But Brother Yi managed effortlessly, casually offering twenty hours...

What staggering cultivation bred that kind of assurance!

All at once.

Guo Jiannan reeled, shock crashing through him. He grasped that he'd lowballed Brother Yi.

Frozen amid the trees, his mind flooded with awe-inspiring visions.

Swords and blades might blanket heaven and earth, yet the white-clad form stayed pristine. Even swamped in killing intent, he navigated it smoothly. Such poise screamed supremacy and otherworldliness, unmatched in this era!

No matter what lay ahead, Brother Yi's fame would echo everywhere after this fight!