I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1272: The younger generation will surpass the older.

The Northern Desolate Wastelands.

In a landscape dominated by crumbling ruins and a boundless sea of grit, Yi Feng sat outside a modest tent. He had prepared himself for a long, grueling confrontation, determined to remain here until the bitter end in a life-or-death struggle against the cursed Fallen God Palace.

While the solitude was admittedly dull, it provided the comfort of knowing no innocent lives would be caught in the crossfire. There was nothing left to do but wait for the inevitable clash.

Based on the warnings from the previous encounter, the Fallen God Palace would likely dispatch a relentless wave of high-level experts to eliminate him. He had truly stirred a hornet's nest; by all accounts, his death should be a certainty.

With that realization, Yi Feng had cleared his mind of all lingering anxieties.

Since a massive battle was looming, he simply produced some wine and dried fish, intent on enjoying a final hearty meal before the chaos began.

While Yi Feng was focused on his food.

The air in front of him suddenly began to ripple and distort.

A glimmer of anticipation flashed in Yi Feng’s eyes. He quickly shoved his snacks away and braced himself for the fight!

However.

The woman who emerged from the void looked strangely familiar, causing him to freeze in confusion.

The moment Lin Ruowei stepped out and spotted Yi Feng sitting solitary amidst the dunes, her expression transformed into one of pure relief and joy. She rushed toward him with a refined bow, her face reflecting deep emotion.

"Senior Yi Feng, it has been quite some time since we last crossed paths."

After squinting at her for a few seconds.

Yi Feng finally placed her. She was the young lady who had greeted him back at the excavation site.

Though she wasn't the God Palace assassin he had expected—which dampened his fighting spirit slightly—meeting a friendly face in this desolate wasteland was a genuine surprise. Furthermore, seeing her dressed in such a fine, radiant gown and clearly thriving was a heartening sight.

Yi Feng gave a small nod.

"Ah, it’s you..."

"You look like you’ve been doing quite well for yourself. What brings you back to a place as miserable as this?"

Lin Ruowei offered a warm smile and answered with total sincerity.

"Senior, you are too kind."

"This humble girl has never forgotten the help you provided that day. I have been plagued by worry regarding your conflict with the Black Dragon Divine Guards. That is why I have returned; I wish to stand by your side and face whatever comes, Senior."

As she finished speaking, Lin Ruowei respectfully moved to the side.

"Senior, allow me to introduce my Third Uncle. With him here, the Black Dragon Divine Guards are no longer a threat we need to fear!"

Stepping into the space she had cleared.

A man in long, flowing robes approached, his hands tucked behind his back. He possessed a handsome face accented by a well-groomed beard, sharp eyebrows, and eyes that shone like stars—a distinguished gentleman who clearly possessed the aura of a seasoned veteran.

Yi Feng finally understood the situation.

This girl had been so concerned for his safety that she had gone through the trouble of recruiting a powerful guardian to protect him!

She truly possessed a noble heart.

While he was feeling moved by her kindness, the newcomer came to a halt directly in front of him.

After observing him quietly for a moment, the handsome uncle’s eyes filled with approval, and he gave a slow nod.

"Impressive, truly impressive."

"Your Cultivation aura is so perfectly masked that it feels like a blunt sword—true mastery often appears simple. For a fellow rogue cultivator to offer help in such a perilous time proves that both your Cultivation and your character are top-tier. The youth of today are indeed full of potential."

"Young man, by assisting my niece, you have earned yourself a significant karmic reward. Your path ahead is bright."

Yi Feng wasn't quite sure how to handle the sudden flattery. He had caused a lot of deaths recently; he didn't feel particularly worthy of praise.

However.

The man carried himself with such dignity and was the relative of a friend, so he treated him with the respect due to an Elder.

He simply cupped his fists and offered a few modest remarks in return.

As the two men spoke, Lin Ruowei finally took a good look at the surrounding terrain, noticing the drastic changes.

The old mine had vanished, and there wasn't another soul in sight. The desert looked as though it had been ravaged by a cataclysmic gale, leaving nothing but shifting yellow sands. Despite the wind, a lingering scent of iron and blood hung in the air...

Lin Ruowei spun around, her face pale with tension.

"Senior Yi Feng, how did this area become so ruined in just a few days?"

"Did the Black Dragon Divine Guards return?"

"You’ve been holding this position all by yourself this entire time, haven't you, Senior? You must have stayed behind to protect the retreat of the other cultivators. Please, set your mind at ease. We are here now. With Third Uncle's protection, we have nothing to fear. Even if Yao Qianji shows his face, we will stand our ground!"

The barrage of worried questions touched Yi Feng’s heart.

Yet, the specific names she mentioned left him completely baffled.

"I appreciate the thought..."

"I haven't run into anyone named Yao Qianji. I just captured one guy, a few things unfolded, and I convinced everyone else to move on. It wasn't a big deal, so there's no need for all this stress."

The girl was incredibly loyal, and the uncle she brought along seemed like he knew his way around a fight.

But Yi Feng knew the God Palace would be hunting him forever, and he didn't want to drag them into his mess. He figured it was best to give them a vague answer and send them on their way.

To his surprise, Lin Ruowei wouldn't let it drop.

"You didn't see Yao Qianji? Then how did the entire mining site get leveled..."

"Senior, exactly who did you tie up?"

At that question, Yi Feng suddenly remembered he still had a prisoner stashed away.

Damn...

He wondered if the guy had suffocated in there.

He quickly reached into the space of his ring and pulled out Liu Haotian. Seeing that the man was still in a daze but definitely still breathing, he let out a long breath of relief.

"Phew..."

"This is the guy, right here."

Seeing a filthy, broken man suddenly drop before her, Lin Ruowei was stumped. She stared at the prisoner, unable to fathom why Yi Feng would bother kidnapping such a pathetic-looking person.

The supposedly peerless Third Uncle, Lin Xiao, was also confused at first.

But because he was curious about Yi Feng’s power, he decided to take a much closer look at the captive...

As he studied the man, his eyes began to stretch wide.

Within seconds of inspecting the prisoner, the Elder's pupils shrank to pinpricks. His hands, which had been resting confidently behind his back, dropped to his sides as if he had just witnessed a miracle or a nightmare!

Before Lin Ruowei could even process what was happening, her uncle grabbed her and pulled her back.

The movement was so abrupt and his expression so grim that Lin Ruowei’s heart skipped a beat.

Her Third Uncle, Lin Xiao, was a man of great standing. Even in the heart of the Divine Lands, almost nothing could make him lose his cool like this. What could possibly be wrong?

The shift in atmosphere was so sudden that Lin Ruowei could only manage a terrified whisper.

"Third Uncle, what is it...?"

Lin Xiao spoke in a low, trembling voice before she could finish.

"Ruowei, this friend of yours has caused a disaster of unimaginable proportions!"

Lin Ruowei’s eyes went wide, her panic rising.

"This..."

"But you are here, Third Uncle. What could be so terrible that even you are this tense?"

Lin Xiao’s brow was deeply furrowed, his voice growing even heavier.

"Do you have any idea who he has in those ropes?"

"He has kidnapped the son of Liu Changfeng, an Outer Sect Elder of the Fallen God Palace!"

Thud!

Lin Ruowei felt as though her heart had hit the floor. she spun around to look at the wretched, broken man on the sand!

"What?!"

"The son of an Elder from the Fallen God Palace? That can't be right!"

The last bit of calm vanished from Lin Xiao’s face.

"I have encountered Liu Changfeng many times. He is obsessed with his son and brings him to every major gathering. There is no mistake!"

"That man is definitely Liu Haotian, the son of Liu Changfeng!"

The words were forced through his teeth, leaving Lin Ruowei in a state of total shock.

She stared at the beggar-like figure slumped nearby, unable to reconcile his appearance with such a terrifying background. Even more shocking was the fact that Senior Yi Feng had actually dared to bind him like common cattle!

Good heavens...

This was a direct member of the God Palace, the undisputed sovereign of the Divine Lands—no, the strongest power on the entire Lan Star!

Her mind went numb as the weight of the situation crashed down on her.

"This... what are we supposed to do now!"

In her desperation, she bit her lip and looked toward her uncle for guidance.

"Third Uncle, Senior Yi Feng saved my life, I..."

She couldn't finish the sentence.

She desperately wanted to help Yi Feng, but she couldn't bear the thought of leading her Third Uncle to his death. Trapped between her debt of gratitude and her family loyalty, she was paralyzed.

Lin Xiao read the conflict in his niece’s eyes instantly.

After a long silence, he stroked his beard and let out a heavy sigh.

"So be it."

"Since we are here, it must be fate. I will do what I can to intervene; it is the only honorable path."

Lin Ruowei was flooded with relief and gratitude.

She was moved by her uncle's sense of justice and deeply awed by the immense courage it took for him to stand against such a foe!

The two of them walked back toward Yi Feng.

Lin Xiao’s face was like stone.

"Yi Feng, mark my words. You must release this captive immediately!"

"To put it bluntly, this man is Liu Changfeng's son. Liu Changfeng is a powerful Elder of the Fallen God Palace. His Cultivation is monstrous, and his wrath is legendary. If this goes any further, even I cannot guarantee I can protect you!"

"If you let him go now, I might be able to use my past acquaintance with his father to settle this peacefully!"

Lin Ruowei added her own frantic plea as soon as he finished.

"Senior Yi Feng, please listen to my Third Uncle. I don't know what happened between you two, but you cannot let a moment of anger bring ruin down upon your head!"

Seeing their genuine distress, Yi Feng finally connected the dots.

So, they recognized this arrogant Young Master too.

He appreciated their concern; it was clear they were genuinely worried for his safety. However, their advice was a bit late for the current situation.

He was already committed to destroying the Fallen God Palace, so he didn't care about the father or the son anymore.

Faced with their well-meaning panic, Yi Feng just gave a small, comforting smile.

"Mmm..."

"I'm aware he’s from the Fallen God Palace, but I have my reasons. We’ve already crossed the point of no return. I appreciate the concern, truly, but I can handle this myself. Don't lose any sleep over it."

Lin Ruowei’s eyes went wide, her mouth hanging open in disbelief.

Lin Xiao’s face darkened instantly, his temper finally flaring!

"Utter madness!"

"Young man, you have no concept of the fire you are playing with!"

"The Fallen God Palace is a titan that a lone cultivator like you cannot hope to oppose. You are a mantis trying to stop a carriage—it is pure suicide!"

"This is your last chance. Free him now. If you don't, when Liu Changfeng arrives, he will tear you limb from limb!"

The distinguished uncle was so worked up that his face was flushed, all of his previous composure gone. He looked like an exasperated teacher trying to save a stubborn student from a fatal mistake.

He was clearly reaching his breaking point!

Yi Feng, meanwhile, felt a strange mix of amusement and pity.

If being torn limb from limb was actually an option for him, he’d be celebrating in the streets by now...

Sigh.

With a quiet sigh, Yi Feng realized he had to show them the truth. He reached into his spatial ring once more.

"It’s really not as big a deal as you think..."

With a casual flick of his wrist, two halves of a corpse tumbled onto the sand.

The two pieces of the body landed with a dull thud, stirring up a cloud of dust. Even in death, the remains radiated the aura of a powerful master, proving the deceased was no ordinary man. Lin Ruowei stared at the gory sight, completely lost.

She turned to look at her uncle.

To her horror, she saw that her Third Uncle—a legendary figure of the Divine Land—was shaking. His face was pale one second and flushed the next, his body frozen as if he had been turned to stone!

His refined, scholarly features were twitching uncontrollably!

His dignified image was completely shattered.

It was terrifying—what could possibly reduce her Third Uncle to such a state of shock?

Lin Ruowei felt her heart pounding against her ribs. She realized the situation was far more insane than she had imagined. After several failed attempts to speak, she finally managed to choke out a question.

"Third Uncle, wh-who... who is that?"

Lin Xiao’s expression was haunted, a look of pure, unadulterated shock etched into his face. He slowly looked up, speaking through clenched teeth.

"That... that is Liu Changfeng. The Elder of the Fallen God Palace!"

Gasp!

The moment the name left his lips, the color drained from Lin Ruowei’s face!

An Elder of the Fallen God Palace... was dead!

How was that even possible?

That man was a nightmare that even her Third Uncle couldn't defeat!

And yet, here he was, cut in half and dumped in the dirt like a common thief in the middle of nowhere?

She almost screamed, her hands flying to her mouth to stifle the sound. She stared at the corpse on the ground, her mind reeling from a tidal wave of shock that refused to subside!

She snapped her head back to look at Yi Feng, her eyes wide with terror.

It was like she was looking at a literal monster!

Under the stunned, wide-eyed stares of the niece and uncle.

Yi Feng rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly and gave them a sheepish grin.

"See? I told you it wasn't that serious. I've got everything under control, so you guys don't need to worry about helping me out with this little problem."