I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1308: Passing the Buck

Merely moments after the eager wait began, three silhouettes ripped through the emptiness and stepped forward.

A single figure sported temples flecked with gray, clad in a sturdy short coat. The remaining pair donned plain, undecorated long gowns. Even their aged, rugged features failed to conceal the piercing edge of their brows like drawn blades. Towering close to nine feet in height, these elders exuded an intense, savage pressure that lingered strongly, undiminished by their ripe old age.

Step by step, the trio drew near, cupping their hands while beaming nonstop.

"Tree Venerable, it's been ages!"

"Hahaha, what a precious reunion for us ancient pals. Time flies—another ten thousand years gone in an instant."

As Yi Feng stood up to watch these seniors with their majestic presence, his excitement swelled further. While the elders traded hand clasps and warm greetings, their eyes caught sight of the unknown young practitioner among them.

A brief inspection left them stunned, sensing Yi Feng's presence as deep and intangible. Shock and uncertainty flashed across their expressions, urging them to examine him intently and voice their curiosity.

"Tree Venerable, may we inquire about this young companion?"

The Old Tree caressed his beard, rose to his feet, and cupped his hands, presenting him with a grin.

"Fellows, allow me to introduce Young Friend Yi Feng, a promising talent I've been lucky enough to encounter. Gathering with so many comrades in the Demon-Suppressing Prison to enjoy drinks and chat today is an absolute joy."

The trio bobbed their heads in agreement, directing kind smiles toward Yi Feng.

"Young Friend Yi, I am Xu Nanbei. Come, sit with us and talk."

"I am Chang Yuhai, from the Kun-peng bloodline."

"I am Mu Rufang."

Yi Feng hadn't uttered a word yet when they all grinned and inclined their heads at him. Their seasoned visages glowed with warmth and an aura of greatness.

Deep in the lightless, boundless expanse of the Demon-Suppressing Prison, for these figures to hold such calm poise and converse so freely marked them as far from commonplace.

Here, humans and demons shared tea side by side, akin to the tightest of companions. It stood worlds apart from the superficial biases dividing races beyond these walls.

Yi Feng paused in surprise, then politely replied with a cupped-fist gesture.

While he took in the scene, a fresh wave of spatial fluctuation rippled outward.

Two seniors—one stout and one slender—emerged chuckling loudly, each clutching a jug of wine.

"Hahaha..."

"What special occasion brings all you relics out today? Ages have flown by; this reunion is truly scarce!"

The scent of spirits wafted everywhere, their guffaws bold and free.

The ancient vine's tea setup welcomed more arrivals, turning the spot far more animated at once.

The Tree Venerable and his companions glanced over with grins, running hands through their beards.

"Even these two have made an appearance."

"Heh, countless mighty ones have ascended and departed, meditated and faded away. The Fat and Thin Elders sure know how to persist. Surviving without falling or abandoning their Dao to now—fitting heirs to the Sea Clan's core line."

"These two miserly geezers were hoarding top-shelf booze after all!"

Through the lighthearted jabs, the pair reached the group.

They set the wine jug down and shot back defiantly, igniting fresh peals of laughter.

"Old Chang, that's not fair. Fine treasures deserve careful guarding and secrecy—why flaunt them lightly?"

"Exactly. Your Kun-peng folk guzzle liquor like beasts at a trough. How could you grasp the subtle flavors of premium spirits? Bringing it out sooner would've just squandered it."

"Hahaha..."

The playful barbs rang out relaxed and easy, free of any ill intent—like jovial ribbing between lifelong buddies.

Trapped for countless epochs in the Demon-Suppressing Prison, these souls still upheld such refined leisure and fortified their Dao hearts unbroken. They were solid as ancient hounds, unshaken by tempests.

Seeing the elders banter and chuckle, Yi Feng caught the buoyant mood too.

As the saying goes, hardship forges genuine bonds.

For these entities to stand united through trials to this point, mingling beyond species lines, even offering prized reserves and poking fun, was invaluable. Their camaraderie outshone that of regular folk by leagues, a bond impossible to force.

Without witnessing it firsthand, who could picture the heart of this fabled exile realm as so peaceful and amiable? It eclipsed the cutthroat rankings of Snowdrift Island's outer sect, feeling instead like one unified Sect among brotherly disciples.

All at once.

Yi Feng recalled his past run-ins and couldn't suppress a wave of feeling. A touch of worry crept in too. Amid this cozy vibe, he truly puzzled over where to start.

How exactly could he stir up these serene-minded old brothers?

Right then.

A heavy thump echoed from the void.

It resembled blows against the earth.

The cluster of elders froze abruptly, swiveling their heads to peer together!

"Whoosh..."

A subtle distortion unfurled as a silver-haired senior emerged. His stride was firm and silent; absent the staff's taps on the ground, most wouldn't detect his approach.

Despite his somewhat bent posture, the elder's vitality shone bright.

Spotting that form advancing with unyielding gait, every senior at the vine table leaped up in thrilled astonishment, bowing as one!

"Old Guo..."

"We offer our respects to Old Guo!"

This outpouring clearly honored a supreme senior. His power had to be unparalleled.

Yi Feng observed keenly, also admiring the rock-steady pace like an immovable peak. As the others stood, he quietly sized up the arrival.

The senior approached like any commoner, but in a flash, he stood amid them.

Examining nearer.

Yi Feng sensed growing recognition, as though he'd crossed paths with him previously...

The Tree Venerable, equal parts anxious and overjoyed, quickly bowed again in welcome.

"Old Guo, reuniting after these long years fills us with deep gratitude. Might we learn what draws you out into our midst today?"

The figure halted, resting on his staff, and held his silence for now.

His hazy gaze scanned the assembly. Tension mounted for all, their deference deepening. Still, he spared them scant attention, as if they mattered little.

Only when his eyes landed on Yi Feng.

Those orbs gleamed pure and sharp. Holding that stare for beats, Yi Feng showed no flinch or fear. Rather, an boundless, surging battle intent blazed, his being akin to a honed blade!

At last, warmth lit the elder's eyes.

He gave a faint nod, voicing his regard.

"Hmm..."

"A fine day indeed. We old timers might yet glimpse freedom's dawn."

The words landed.

The expectant seniors quaked, surging to their feet in stunned elation!

"Glimpse freedom's dawn?!"

"This!"

"We've awaited this moment at last!"

They traded subtle looks, overflowing with thrill.

These elders, steady as peaks just before, now tasted life's promise, their Great Dao path pulsing anew. Shock gripped them so fiercely they could barely hold back, bliss flooding their features.

Before Old Guo could add more, the Tree Venerable and rest pressed ahead with bows.

"Old Guo, is there really a shot at seeing the outside world again?!"

"Could you reveal... the hope you mention?"

Amid their urgent pleas, the elder's focus stayed fixed.

His weathered gaze locked solely on the baffled Yi Feng.

"The hope lies with this young friend."

Hiss...

At that revelation, astonishment deepened among them.

Heads whipped around, every eye converging on Yi Feng!

In a flash.

The assembled elders fixed their stares on him unblinkingly. Thrust into the spotlight, Yi Feng grew even more perplexed.

What was happening?

How had he turned into their hope?

He hadn't even launched his scheme to incite grudge, yet this senior pinned such a tag on him. How could he later stir conflict and court demise? This only brewed chaos.

In mere heartbeats.

Gawked at by the throng of seniors, Yi Feng squirmed in discomfort, feeling like an alluring damsel drawing endless admirers right then.

With no recourse, he steeled himself to reply.

"Uh..."

"I don't know the way out at all. Old Guo, you've mistaken me for someone else."

His statement dropped.

The attention did pivot. The elders gaped at one another, suspicion and doubt etching their faces, before all eyes swung back to the staff-propped Old Guo.

Yet the senior's grin only widened.

With a languid hand flick, he firmly redirected the narrative.

"Heh."

"No chance this old one errs. This young friend is precisely the savior we've longed for!"

Instantly, Yi Feng's forehead creased in frustration.