I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1287: The Old Nest Was Demolished

The divine temple's downfall sent tremors through a thousand sects, filling innumerable mighty figures with dread as they stared skyward.

Hardly anyone could fathom the sort of horrifying entity capable of demolishing the timeless, ever-enduring divine temple. The Godfall Palace, dominant over Lan Star for endless ages, vanished into oblivion in a flash.

A profound wave of astonishment rippled across the floating islands, engulfing over half the Godfall Lands within seconds!

Above the southern oceans of the Godfall Lands, the "terrifying existence," Yi Feng, sped along on his mount Manman at breakneck speed, his face twisted in rage and teetering on the edge of collapse. He resembled a naive newcomer freshly swindled.

Wind whipped his hair back fiercely as he unleashed a torrent of curses!

"Dammit..."

"A Star Lord, and that's all there is to it?"

"I endured so much hassle, at last located the central base, yet they're ridiculously feeble—it's downright ridiculous. What's the use of any of this now!"

The deeper he dwelled on it, the fiercer his fury grew. Yi Feng prodded Manman to surge ahead even quicker!

As he neared the ocean's edge in flight, Yi Feng's temper at last softened a touch.

He signaled Manman to halt and started conversing with a heavy sigh.

"Ah..."

"The doomsday disaster draws nearer by the day, as you're well aware. I can't simply abandon hope here. If not, when it strikes, my meager cultivation won't save us—we'll all perish!"

Oddly enough, Manman appeared to grasp it this round, even twitching its pair of antennae!

"Bulu bulu..."

Yi Feng gave a faint nod, casting a hesitant glance toward the now-vanished Godfall Lands behind them.

"That worthless Star Lord proved far too feeble. No reason remains to linger in the Godfall Lands."

Swiveling back, Yi Feng fixed his sight on the boundless waters, a spark igniting gradually in his gaze.

"Since the Star Lord falls short, options like the Sea Lord and Demon Lord persist..."

"We'll inquire about, track down the Sea Lord's location. Perhaps he's marginally stronger than the Star Lord. Your thoughts?"

Manman barely had a chance to respond before Yi Feng issued the command.

"Hold off on dashing away. Instead, drift idly over this ocean a while. Perhaps we'll encounter sea tribe folk to query for details!"

Manman swiveled its lifeless eyes, pivoted, and commenced drifting sluggishly through the skies.

"Whoosh..."

Meanwhile.

Gui Shounian lurked covertly amid the clouds. Word of the massive turmoil in the Godfall Lands had emboldened him to return and assess the scene. Should that fearsome force have departed, he could summon his kin back to the depths.

Yet unexpectedly, prior to approaching the Godfall Lands' fringes, a brutal blast of wind slammed into him, tossing him about!

The revered head of the Ancient Sea Tribe nearly got hurled aside. What an outrageous twist! Should news spread, folks would mock him mercilessly.

Lately, fortune had forsaken him entirely!

He'd first clashed with that vexing Liu Runan and his offspring, and now this mishap. Suspicion clouded Gui Shounian's features, pondering deeply what ill fortune he'd invoked to suffer such woes...

Despite his mutterings.

He recognized the recent event as no ordinary occurrence. Some phenomenal force had surely zipped past, or else he wouldn't have ended up so disheveled.

While he mulled it over, another "Whoosh!" rang out.

A fresh burst of wind barreled through!

Though milder than before, the oppressive aura and odd noise struck him as eerily recognizable!

Passing once was misfortune enough, but circling back now?!

Did it view him as a pushover?!

His whiskers and locks flailed chaotically in the gale, Gui Shounian hiked up his robes, bracing to confront the intruder!

However, upon spotting the rider atop a snail, the formerly grand elder wilted instantly, his eyes bulging wide.

Oh no...

It's this supreme master!

He'd believed relocating his whole lineage had spared them calamity, yet here he collided with him anew so swiftly. Such fateful timing! Evasion works briefly, but not eternally!

Could it be...

That this supreme master learned of my encounter with Liu Runan?

Hiss!

With no moment for deeper reflection, Gui Shounian spun to escape!

Yi Feng likewise spotted the elder amid the far-off clouds, the vivid, standout turtle shell on his back drawing immediate notice. This fellow surely hailed from the sea tribe. A perfect chance for intel—he refused to miss it.

He promptly directed Manman!

Though Gui Shounian's cultivation held decent strength, how could it rival Manman's velocity.

With yet another "Whoosh,"

the aged turtle sensed a ferocious blast chasing him, and moments later, the daunting powerhouse loomed ahead, barring his route!

They locked eyes in shock, Gui Shounian's limbs quaking violently!

Without a second's delay, Gui Shounian dropped to kowtow suspended in the air, his forehead pounding the void like a mallet!

"Senior, spare this blunder, senior, spare..."

Observing the elder's abrupt groveling stance, as though courting death, left Yi Feng thoroughly baffled. He wasn't a monstrous fiend—did he truly inspire such terror...

He uttered a few soothing phrases before the elder warily lifted his gaze, skepticism lingering.

Then Yi Feng posed his inquiry.

"Do you know the Sea Lord's whereabouts?"

At those words, Gui Shounian jolted sharply!

Good heavens...

This supreme master plans to challenge Lord Sea Lord?!

Though profound alarm gripped his core, a surge of relief washed over him for dodging peril. On reflection, a trivial figure like him scarcely merited this master's intense focus. It appeared merely a scare...

Dismissing stray notions, Gui Shounian bobbed his head and bent low repeatedly.

"I do! I do!"

"This humble one shall guide you there at once!"

Regardless of his former stature, he now suppressed every trace of it, committing solely to honest replies. Even invoking "Sea Lord" felt oppressively burdensome; he wouldn't dare breathe it.

In that instant, he realized deep down that such a claim could spell doom...

He lacked the worth!

Should anyone label him Sea Lord henceforth, he'd clash with them fiercely!

Yi Feng, thrilled by the response, beamed and cupped his hands gratefully.

"Then, my thanks."

This mere courteous line plunged Gui Shounian into deeper awe and trepidation!

He reciprocated the gesture manifold before venturing to stand and guide onward, steering directly into the North Sea's profound reaches.

Soon enough.

Before the tiered halls of the North Ming Abyssal Sea.

The colossal portal resembled a celestial drape. Even a colossal beast craning its neck would seem minuscule as a bug. Under Gui Shounian's lead, Yi Feng and Manman drew near in wonder, their countenances alight with delighted astonishment.

"Is this the Sea Lord's abode? It's genuinely splendid..."

Gui Shounian bowed incessantly, mustering a grin as he elaborated.

"Your discernment is sharp, exalted one."

"This domain has housed Sea Lords across eras. The eternal portal is crafted from Eternal Frost Ice, utterly unbreakable! The North Ming Abyssal Sea fell under the prior Sea Lord's domain, a holy realm of the Kun tribe. It passed to the present Sea Lord upon ascension. Over myriad years of growth, it has flourished beyond measure, rivaling the Godfall Temple in grandeur!"

The elaborate description stirred Yi Feng's curiosity somewhat.

After voicing thanks once more and witnessing the elder's profuse returns, Yi Feng fabricated a reason to part ways, dismissing the benevolent turtle to shield the unwitting from the impending clash.

With solitude assured.

Yi Feng mustered his resolve and bellowed toward the immense, sky-spanning portal!

"I am Yi Feng!"

"Rumors speak of the Sea Lord's unparalleled cultivation, the zenith of martial might in this realm. Thus, I arrive solely for combat. I beseech you to grant this duel!"

His resonant call reverberated, yet silence prevailed.

Yi Feng felt a twinge of confusion. For the formidable Sea Lord to endure a summons at his gates without ire... that struck him as off...

With no alternative, he reiterated the provocation multiple times.

Curiously, the vast portal stayed serene, betraying no reaction.

This turned embarrassing.

He'd envisioned countless scenarios, but failing to even breach the entrance hadn't crossed his mind.

Impatience mounting, Yi Feng clenched his jaw and saluted with clasped fists.

"My zeal for battle compels this intrusion!"

Confronting the fabled, allegedly impervious grand portal, Yi Feng's urge to perish eclipsed any regard for refined protocol. He unsheathed his massive blade and unleashed a downward cleave!

"CRACK!"

A sharp snap echoed as the grand portal crumbled under the strike!

The impact churned abyssal flows into turbulent frenzy, spawning cascading surges that radiated outward!

Yi Feng stood stupefied.

Wasn't it meant to be impervious?

At the same time, skepticism toward the unseen Sea Lord began to brew.

Yet with the deed done impulsively, even absent prior grudge, retreat was impossible. He hardened his will and advanced sword in hand.

To his astonishment, after extensive searching inside, the Sea Lord's vast halls stood utterly deserted!

No mighty presences appeared; not even a lowly servant or idler crossed his path. Only Yi Feng and his ponderously blinking mount remained, both etched with total confusion.

What on earth—they'd actually vacated?!

Meanwhile.

In a contemporary metropolis on remote Cloud Star.

Owing to the tireless efforts of builders and the thorough upkeep by cleaners, the city had fully materialized, complete with all civic amenities.

Senior citizens savored contemporary comforts, while Shadow Island dwellers beamed with joy and satisfaction.

Beside a man-made pond.

Qing Huan Xiang and an elder perched silently, angling for fish.

At last, a pole stirred.

Qing Huan Xiang reeled it in steadily, landing a softshell turtle and flashing a delighted grin, his face radiating true contentment.

"Fortune favors me today—I've snagged a sizable catch at last."

No sooner had he spoken than the elder nearby turned at the sound.

"Old friend, why doom a harmless being for a fleeting craving? Freeing a soul yields boundless virtue."

Qing Huan Xiang shot a sidelong look at the speaker, wholly unaffected.

"Brother Turtle, you misunderstand. This delicacy outshines fish or shrimp by far. It's my absolute delight. Having reeled one in at last, how could I release it without savoring?"

The elder's visage soured, and he promptly snarled!

"Dammit!"

"You stubborn geezer ignores sound counsel!"

"That's kin from my lineage! Devour one, and I'll square off with you!"

Qing Huan Xiang rolled his eyes and leisurely unhooked it.

"Nonsense about lineage kin."

"You're a marine turtle, this a freshwater softshell. No relation whatsoever!"

The elder persisted doggedly, lunging to grab it!

"Near enough! If I deem it kin, it is!"

As his grasp extended, his form abruptly went rigid!

His towering rage likewise etched frozen on his features, while the ambient air plunged into hush!

Qing Huan Xiang peered in bewilderment, querying uncertainly.

"Old Turtle, you okay?"

The elder lingered stunned for several breaths before easing back into his seat.

"No grave issue... merely, someone razed my dwelling..."

Upon hearing that, Qing Huan Xiang dropped his bickering tone. He jabbed a digit at the vacant spot ahead, intent on unveiling the event.

Shortly, a vision materialized before them, bridging eras and distances.

A silhouette emerged within.

Beholding the form in the vision, both froze in place.

The elder turtle settled with a wry smile, powerless.

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

Qing Huan Xiang gaped blankly too, his look enigmatic.

"Utterly unforeseen. Why would the Master raze your former den?"

Idle remark to the ear, but profound to the heart.

The elder turtle abruptly tensed, edging nearer to probe discreetly.

"Old brother, could it be... the Master harbors some grudge toward me? Or have I erred somehow, earning such retribution..."

Ere he concluded, Qing Huan Xiang burst into guffaws and cast a knowing glance.

"Hahaha..."

"You sure love to puff yourself up."

"What grudge? From the Master's vantage, he's likely erased your identity from memory. Why target you outright? I reckon the Master, roaming the mundane realm, simply deemed your old den an eyesore and dismantled it offhand."

"Moreover, for the Master to level your old den honors you—your blessing. You ought to rejoice. Were it mine, I'd be grinning ear to ear."

The elder absorbed it and nodded sheepishly, murmuring assent.

"Indeed, indeed..."

"It is my privilege..."

Not many breaths passed before the elder's expression shifted to shock and query.

“Hold on, that doesn't sit right. Your words ring more mocking the longer I ponder, increasingly suspect. You sly fox, clarify this!”

Qing Huan Xiang had tuned out long ago, casually gripping his rod.

His stare glued to the tiny lake, feigning detachment.

The elder's ire swelled with each glance, hurling his rod aside!

"Feigning ignorance after the jab, huh?"

"Very well! Fish at your leisure. I'm off to town for a full spit-roast lamb to soothe myself!"

The instant he voiced it, Qing Huan Xiang raised his eyes icily!

"You wouldn't dare!"

"Mark my words, I'll cull every tiny turtle in this pond today!"

The pair sparred verbally, eliciting chuckles from clusters of dancing matrons. The lively village routine spawned fresh chatter for evening tales, with such antics now routine.