I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God

Chapter 1287: The Old Nest Was Demolished

The collapse of the divine temple shook thousands of sects, leaving countless great powers in awe as they gazed upward.

No one could imagine what kind of terrifying existence could shatter the eternal, evergreen divine temple. The Godfall Palace, which had ruled Lan Star for countless eons, became history in an instant.

Immense shock swept through the floating islands, spreading across more than half of the Godfall Lands in mere moments!

Over the southern seas of the Godfall Lands, the "terranging existence," Yi Feng, was riding his mount Manman at a swift pace, looking utterly furious and on the verge of a meltdown. He seemed like a greenhorn who had just been badly duped.

His hair slicked back against the howling wind, he cursed nonstop!

"Dammit..."

"A Star Lord, and this is all it amounts to?"

"I went through so much trouble, finally found the main headquarters, and they're so pathetically weak it's laughable. What's even the point of this anymore!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Yi Feng urged Manman to accelerate even faster!

With a "Whoosh!" he nearly traversed half the vast sea, stirring up fierce gales across the sky. The strange phenomena startled many creatures, who looked up in reverence.

As he was about to fly out over the sea, Yi Feng's mood finally eased slightly.

He called for Manman to stop and began discussing matters with a sigh.

"Ah..."

"The apocalyptic calamity is getting closer and closer, you know that too, right? I can't just give up like this. Otherwise, when the time comes, with my limited cultivation, we'll all be done for!"

Surprisingly, Manman seemed to understand this time, actually wiggling its two antennae!

"Bulu bulu..."

Yi Feng nodded slightly, looking back reluctantly in the direction of the Godfall Lands, which were now out of sight.

"That trash Star Lord was just too weak. There's definitely no need to stay in the Godfall Lands any longer."

Turning around, Yi Feng gazed at the endless ocean, and a light gradually appeared in his eyes.

"If the Star Lord is no good, there's still the Sea Lord and the Demon Lord..."

"Let's go and ask around, find out where this Sea Lord is. Maybe he's a tiny bit more powerful than the Star Lord. What do you think?"

Before Manman could even react, Yi Feng had already given the order.

"No need to rush off just yet. First, wander around this sea for a bit. See if you can run into some sea tribe members so we can ask for information!"

Manman rolled its dead-fish eyes, turned around, and began meandering lazily through the air.

"Whoosh..."

At the same time.

Gui Shounian was hiding stealthily among the clouds. Having heard about the great upheaval in the Godfall Lands, he had mustered his courage to come back and check the situation. If that great terror had left, he could return and lead his clan back to the sea.

But who would have thought, before he even reached the outskirts of the Godfall Lands, a gust of violent wind buffeted him, making him sway!

The esteemed patriarch of the Ancient Sea Tribe was almost blown away. How utterly absurd! If word got out, people would laugh their teeth off.

Things really hadn't been going smoothly lately!

First, he ran into that troublesome Liu Runan and his son, and now this. Gui Shounian wore a suspicious look, truly wondering what taboo he had broken to be so unlucky...

Grumbling aside.

He knew that what had just happened was definitely an anomaly. Something extraordinary must have passed by, otherwise, he wouldn't have been in such a sorry state.

Just as he was puzzling over it, he heard another "Whoosh!"

Another gust of wind swept over!

Although not as fierce as the last one, the sense of pressure and that peculiar sound were all too familiar to him!

Blowing past once was bad enough, but now it was turning around?!

Did it really think he was easy to bully?!

His beard and hair whipped about wildly by the wind, Gui Shounian rolled up his sleeves, ready to see who was coming!

But when the figure riding a snail came into view, this once-majestic old man instantly deflated, his eyes widening considerably.

Oh dear...

It's this great master!

He thought he had avoided disaster by moving his entire clan away, but now he ran into him again in the blink of an eye. What a coincidence! You can dodge for a while, but you can't dodge forever!

Could it be...

Could it be that this great master knows about my meeting with Liu Runan?

Hiss!

Without time for further thought, Gui Shounian turned to flee!

Yi Feng also noticed the old man in the distant clouds, the bright, conspicuous turtle shell on his back particularly eye-catching. This guy was most likely from the sea tribe. A ready-made opportunity to gather information—he wouldn't let it slip away.

He immediately gave Manman the order!

Although Gui Shounian's cultivation was not low, how could it compare to Manman's speed.

With another "Whoosh,"

the old turtle felt a fierce gale at his back, and in the blink of an eye, saw the terrifying powerhouse blocking his path!

They stared at each other, wide-eyed, as Gui Shounian's legs trembled uncontrollably!

Without the slightest hesitation, Gui Shounian immediately kowtowed in mid-air, his head knocking against the ground like a pestle!

"Senior, please forgive this offense, senior, please forgive..."

Looking at the old man's sudden pleading posture, as if facing imminent doom, Yi Feng was utterly perplexed. He wasn't some terrifying creature, was he really that frightening...

He offered several words of reassurance before the old man cautiously raised his eyes, half-believing.

Then Yi Feng asked his question.

"Do you know where the Sea Lord is?"

Hearing this, Gui Shounian gave a violent start!

Holy...

This great master actually intends to target Lord Sea Lord?!

Though immensely shocked in his heart, he felt a wave of relief at having narrowly escaped disaster. Come to think of it, a minor character like himself wasn't worth this master's excessive attention. It seemed it was just a false alarm...

Not daring to dwell on other thoughts, Gui Shounian repeatedly nodded and bowed.

"I know! I know!"

"This old one will take you there immediately!"

No matter how imposing he might have been in the past, he now restrained all of it, daring only to answer everything truthfully. Even the self-proclaimed title of "Sea Lord" now felt as heavy as heaven and earth; he didn't dare utter a single word of it.

At this moment, he understood in his heart that claiming that title could get a man killed...

He wasn't worthy!

If anyone called him Sea Lord again, he'd fight them to the death!

Yi Feng, however, was greatly pleased to hear this and smiled, clasping his hands in thanks.

"In that case, thank you."

This single polite remark already shocked Gui Shounian into a state of fearful reverence!

He returned the courtesy several times over before daring to rise and lead the way, heading straight for the depths of the North Sea.

Not long after.

Before the layered palaces of the North Ming Abyssal Sea.

The massive palace gate was like a curtain of heaven. Even a giant elephant looking up at it would appear as small as an insect. Led by Gui Shounian, Yi Feng and Manman approached with admiration, their faces filled with pleasant surprise.

"Is this the Sea Lord's residence? It's truly magnificent..."

Gui Shounian repeatedly bowed, forcing a smile as he made the introduction.

"You have keen insight, great one."

"This place is the residence of the Sea Lords throughout the ages. The immortal gate is forged from Eternal Frost Ice, indestructible! This North Ming Abyssal Sea originally belonged to the previous Sea Lord, a sacred land of the Kun tribe. It was handed over after the current Sea Lord ascended the position. After tens of thousands of years of development, it has become even more prosperous and astonishing, certainly not inferior to the Godfall Temple!"

The boastful introduction piqued Yi Feng's interest a bit.

After expressing his thanks again and seeing the old man repeatedly returning the courtesy, Yi Feng had to make an excuse to bid farewell, sending this kind-hearted turtle on his way to avoid involving the innocent in the upcoming battle.

Once there were no others around.

Yi Feng finally rallied his spirits and shouted toward the heavenly curtain-like giant gate!

"I am Yi Feng!"

"I have heard that the Sea Lord's cultivation is extraordinary, representing the pinnacle of combat power in this world. Therefore, I have come seeking only a battle. I hope you will oblige!"

His clear voice echoed, but there was no response.

Yi Feng was a bit puzzled. For the mighty Sea Lord to have his gate called upon and show no temper at all... that didn't seem right...

Helpless, he could only issue the challenge repeatedly.

Strangely, the giant gate remained as calm as ever, showing no sign of response.

This was getting awkward.

He had imagined all sorts of outcomes, but he never expected he wouldn't even be able to get the door to open.

Yi Feng grew impatient and could only grit his teeth and cup his fists.

"My eagerness for a fight leaves me no choice but to offend!"

Facing the legendary, supposedly indestructible giant gate, Yi Feng's desperation to die outweighed any concern for elaborate etiquette. He directly drew his greatsword and delivered a vertical slash!

"CRACK!"

With a crisp sound, the giant gate actually toppled over with the blow!

The shock sent deep-sea currents into chaotic surges, creating rolling waves that pushed outward in layers!

Yi Feng was dumbfounded.

Wasn't it supposed to be indestructible?

Simultaneously, he began to harbor doubts about the Sea Lord he had yet to meet.

However, having already acted rashly, even if there was no great enmity before, there was no turning back now. He could only steel himself and stride forward with his sword.

To his surprise, after searching for a long time upon entering, the Sea Lord's deep palace was completely empty!

Forget about any formidable figures; he didn't even see a single menial worker or slacker. There was only Yi Feng and his slow-blinking companion, both wearing expressions of utter bewilderment.

What the hell, they actually moved away?!

At the same time.

In a modern city on the distant Cloud Star.

Thanks to the diligent work of construction crews and the conscientious cleaning of sanitation workers, the entire city had taken proper shape, with public facilities fully constructed.

Elderly men and women enjoyed the pleasures of modern life, while the residents of Shadow Island wore faces brimming with happiness and pride.

By an artificial lake.

Qing Huan Xiang and an old man sat quietly fishing.

Finally, a fishing rod began to twitch.

Qing Huan Xiang steadily lifted the rod and actually hooked a softshell turtle, immediately breaking into a pleased smile, his expression one of genuine satisfaction.

"My luck is rather good today, finally catching a big one."

As soon as the words left his mouth, the old man beside him turned his head upon hearing them.

"Old chap, why harm an innocent creature for mere momentary appetite? Releasing a life brings immeasurable merit."

Qing Huan Xiang glanced sideways at the voice, utterly unmoved.

"Brother Turtle, you don't understand. This creature is exceptionally delicious, far surpassing fish and shrimp. It's a particular favorite of mine. Having finally hooked one, how could I simply let it go for nothing?"

The old man's face darkened, and he immediately cursed!

"Dammit!"

"You old coot really won't listen to good advice!"

"This is one of my clan's descendants! You dare eat one, and I'll have it out with you!"

Qing Huan Xiang rolled his eyes and slowly removed the hook.

"Bullshit clan descendants."

"You're a sea turtle, this is a river softshell. They're not even remotely related!"

The old man remained relentless, reaching out to snatch it!

"It's close enough! If I say it's a clan descendant, then it is!"

Just as his hand reached out, his body suddenly stiffened!

His immense anger also froze on his face in an instant, and the surroundings seemed to suddenly fall silent!

Qing Huan Xiang stared in confusion, asking puzzledly.

"Old Turtle, are you alright?"

The old man stood dazed for a few breaths before slowly sitting back down.

"It's nothing major... someone just demolished my house..."

Hearing this, Qing Huan Xiang also set aside his argumentative mood. He pointed a finger at the empty space before him, wanting to see just what had happened.

A moment later, an image condensed before their eyes, transcending time and space.

A figure also came into view.

Looking at the figure in the scene, both men were stunned on the spot.

The old turtle man sat down with a bitter smile, utterly helpless.

"It's... it's actually the Master..."

Qing Huan Xiang also stared blankly, his expression inscrutable.

"Truly unexpected. Why would the Master demolish your old lair?"

Careless words spoken, but meaningful to the listener.

The old turtle man suddenly grew a bit nervous, stealthily leaning closer to inquire.

"Old brother, do you think... perhaps the Master has some grievance against me? Or did I do something wrong, to warrant such punishment..."

Before he could finish, Qing Huan Xiang laughed heartily and shot him a sidelong glance.

"Hahaha..."

"You really know how to flatter yourself."

"What grievance? With the Master's perspective, he's probably forgotten who you are. Why would he directly act against you? In my opinion, it's most likely that the Master, while wandering the mortal world, happened to find your old lair too ugly and just casually dismantled it."

"Besides, for the Master to dismantle your old lair is an honor for you, your good fortune. You should be happy. If I had an old lair, I'd be beaming with joy right now."

The old man listened and nodded awkwardly, mumbling in agreement.

"True, true..."

"It is indeed my honor..."

Not a few breaths later, the old man suddenly wore a look of surprise and doubt.

“Wait, something's off. The more I think about your words, the more they sound sarcastic, increasingly wrong. You old thing, explain yourself clearly!”

Qing Huan Xiang had long since stopped paying attention, leisurely holding his fishing rod.

His eyes were fixed on the small lake, pretending as if it had nothing to do with him.

The old man grew angrier the more he looked, throwing down his fishing rod!

"Playing deaf after getting the upper hand, eh?"

"Fine! You fish slowly. I'm going into the city to get a whole roasted lamb to calm my nerves!"

As soon as the words were spoken, Qing Huan Xiang finally lifted his gaze with a cold expression!

"You dare!"

"Believe me, I'll slaughter every little turtle in this pond today!"

The two old men bickered back and forth, drawing bursts of laughter from many square-dancing aunties. The cheerful small-town life gained another topic for after-dinner conversation, and such scenes had already become commonplace.