I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1312: Too Ashamed to Show Ones Face

"This!"

"How could there be such a massive pile of demon corpses!"

"The sheer quantity of these demon corpses is overwhelming, and their lingering aura feels even more horrifying!"

Staring at the towering heap of demon corpses, the group felt utter shock and couldn't maintain their calm. Upon examining them more closely, their eyelids fluttered wildly, while cries of amazement rang out across the barren forest's boundary.

Old Guo's gaze quivered as he turned hastily toward Yi Feng.

"Yi... Young Friend Yi, where on earth did these demon corpses originate?!"

His words barely finished when all eyes locked onto him with intense anticipation.

Next to the rattan table.

Yi Feng, who had been seated in silence, brimmed with irritation and lacked interest in talking, yet he answered on instinct.

"I took them down just earlier."

"Since you mentioned needing demon corpses, I gathered them on my return trip."

"Just took them down." "On my return trip."

The casual words, spoken so effortlessly, left the crowd stunned once more. Even Old Guo's mind reeled, leaving him rooted by the rattan table in disbelief!

"This..."

For several full breaths.

The entire group remained frozen in place, their mutual looks brimming with disbelief.

Glancing silently at the nearby demon corpses, their pupils shook without stop, throats bobbing. When their sights shifted back to the fearsome detached head of the Two-Faced Giant Demon, Old Guo drew in a sharp gasp of chilly air!

"Hiss!!!"

That was a Two-Faced Giant Demon!

It wasn't an overstatement to claim that if a beast like this emerged, none of them could guarantee triumph. Yet here, its head lay severed from its body right in front of them.

This defied all belief!

Even scarier, beyond the Two-Faced Giant Demon, the remaining demon corpses had been extraordinarily mighty when alive. But now, every one had been decapitated and hauled back!

One individual had wiped out the ancient demons from the Demon-Suppressing Prison!

From his pristine look and easygoing manner, it appeared no tougher than dispatching a fowl...

This was outright ridiculous!

Guo Jiannan had never imagined that this unfamiliar cultivator possessed such horrifying might, surpassing anything he could fathom!

The forest's edge fell into an uncanny silence; the whole assembly stood utterly speechless.

Right then.

They at last comprehended that Yi Feng's power was terrifyingly immense. To eradicate the ancient demons in mere moments showed he stood as a being way above their league!

Guo Jiannan shuddered while gripping his staff, growing more filled with awe and dread the longer he observed!

He's simply too powerful...

In the midst of his astonishment, memories of his prior statements surfaced.

His weathered features flushed with embarrassment, palms growing damp.

To have brashly claimed he could accept such a supreme authority as a disciple... he had truly overstepped his bounds, leaving him deeply humiliated. Should word spread, his reputation would crumble entirely!

And to imagine he had the gall to compliment the senior's "good potential." In the senior's view, his own paltry progress over countless years likely didn't even merit the term "potential"...

The deeper he reflected, the more uneasy he became.

Guo Jiannan swiftly lowered his head in a respectful bow, his expression laced with anxiety!

"Senior, pardon this slight..."

"I couldn't discern the true peak. My previous rude and arrogant remarks, I implore your generous forgiveness!"

His grave tone served as an alarm, jolting the dazed gathering back to reality.

Regaining their wits, they rushed to offer salutes, bending low in deference.

"Senior, spare us. We hold nothing but awe and reverence."

All at once.

A cluster of elders bowed deeply before him. Yi Feng gaped in confusion.

He sprang up promptly to support them, his expression uneasy.

"Everyone..."

"I merely slew a handful of demons and returned with them as promised. For something so minor, why all this elaborate respect?"

Something so minor.

Just hear his words!

He had clearly decimated the ancient demons of the Demon-Suppressing Prison, yet described it with such breezy nonchalance. None of the geniuses or mighty figures he'd encountered in his lifetime compared to this one.

Having endured for tens of thousands of years, it felt like a wasted existence!

Guo Jiannan's gaze flickered at these words, and he bowed even deeper.

"Senior, you must be joking..."

"These demons represent the mighty foes we described. For you, senior, to deliver their remains provides us vital aid in restoring our cultivation. It's nothing short of a rebirth gift!"

"Our sight was limited. We offended you repeatedly. From thankfulness and remorse, we owe you profound respects!"

With these declarations, the rest swiftly echoed in unease.

"Senior's rebirth gift is beyond repayment. Kindly receive our bows!"

At that, the elders dipped their heads in kowtow.

Upon hearing such phrases and beholding the display.

Yi Feng stood totally bewildered.

Nani...

After all the commotion, the demons he'd slain were the mightiest? The fabled, dreadfully potent ancient demon beasts turned out to be this rubbish he'd effortlessly felled?

If so.

Then the pinnacle power in the Demon-Suppressing Prison amounted to this much. And these elders likely fared even poorer than the demonic rubbish?

Holy shit...

Damn!

Only now grasping this, Yi Feng's eyes brimmed with confusion, and he sank back into the rattan chair.

He'd assumed the Demon-Suppressing Prison, with its grand reputation, might provide a shot at peril. Even the demons that the famed Old Guo dreaded ought to pack some punch.

Who could've guessed he'd dispatch them without breaking a sweat?

How could he proceed with the game like this?

With the ancient demons eliminated, what opponents remained?

He couldn't exactly compel Old Guo to clash, right?

Better not. Tormenting a feeble elder would tarnish his image. Reputation aside, the old man couldn't scratch him anyhow.

Seeking demise proved far too challenging.

Sigh...

The baffled Yi Feng slumped in quiet dismay, his gaze reflecting wintry isolation and powerless acceptance.

Luckily, through years of letdowns, he'd grown accustomed to dashed hopes. His hopes weren't lofty anyway, so the blow didn't sting much. He'd largely embraced life's quirks.

In mere breaths, Yi Feng had reconciled with the uncomfortable truth.

"Thud! Thud!"

The heavy impacts on the earth pulled Yi Feng from his reverie.

Watching the elders prostrate before him proved too awkward. He couldn't stay seated and rose swiftly to aid them.

"Old Guo, no need for that. Stand up at once."

The elder truly seemed fragile. Though determined to bow, Yi Feng's soft guidance overpowered his bony form, forcing him upright.

As their gazes connected, Guo Jiannan swelled with feeling.

This supportive touch highlighted the vast gulf between them. Even in direct proximity, detecting Senior Yi Feng's exact cultivation proved elusive. It embodied the pinnacle Dao's simplicity, a pure state beyond his reach.

In this figure's presence.

What value lay in his tens of thousands of years of cultivation? Merely an insect!

What impressed more was the senior's lack of resentment toward their slights, even granting them a casual demon-slaying boon. Such magnanimity inspired awe.

This defined a genuine supreme master.

Thinking back to his boasts of former glory, shame overwhelmed him.

Guo Jiannan's face burned red, and he averted his eyes slightly to clasp his fists in respect.

"Senior's vast tolerance leaves this old man humbled!"

Tree Venerable and companions saluted once more, their stares brimming with admiration and yielding.

"Senior's favor weighs like mountains; we feel profound shame! Henceforth, should senior command anything, we'll repay with our lives and show no hint of defiance!"

"Should we falter, let heaven and earth punish us!"

The elders' fervor mounted with each word, pressing close to salute and pound their chests!

Encircled thus, Yi Feng struggled with the fervor. Youthful as he was, this abrupt elevation in status sat uneasily.

He reciprocated with clasped fists, chuckling to ease them.

"Everyone."

"I value your thanks. But this was mere small help, no call for ceremony. Nor do you need to term me senior."

Yet no sooner had he spoken than Guo Jiannan clasped his fists gravely!

"Senior!"

"On our cultivation path, we honor the mighty above all. Our levels remain low, so calling you Elder fits perfectly. You've granted us favor without demand, leaving us already remorseful. Any further irreverence would strip us of dignity to receive your gift—how could we face existence?"

These statements drew solemn nods from Tree Venerable and the rest.

"Exactly! Though our power is slight, we grasp loyalty and debt!"

"The mighty earn respect; that's the way of things!"

"Elder, cease belittling yourself among us!"

"Refuse our honors, and we'd sooner let our vitality fade to dust in this Demon-Suppressing Prison than dare claim your boon!"

Confronted by the earnest looks from the veterans, Yi Feng found no counter.

After brief resigned thought, he nodded in concession.

"I grasp your feelings."

"Still, our encounter here stems from destiny; we're fellow unfortunates in a bind. Ties born of hardship eclipse ordinary ranks. I can't bear 'Elder.' At least, let's compromise and treat as equals."

"Call me Brother Yi. Does that work?"

"If that's too much, it signals no desire for camaraderie with me!"

Guo Jiannan and others traded looks at this, their astonishment intensifying.

With their trivial cultivation, meeting a towering expert like Elder Yi Feng and, through fortune, gaining the Demon Corpse was a surreal boon. Daring to seek friendship? Unthinkable!

Frankly, self-knowledge placed them worlds apart from Elder Yi Feng. Aiming higher was absurd.

"Friendship" carried priceless worth.

This ranked as supreme privilege, a fortune myriad others craved in vain!

Only an idiot would decline!

At this juncture, the assembly stood fully persuaded and mustered resolve to bow.

"Then... we'll accept your generosity."

"We honor... Brother Yi!"

Seeing the elders offer respects with unease, Yi Feng exhaled in relief. Abruptly gaining aged 'younger brothers' felt odd, yet preferable to white-haired subordinates.

Well, in the Primordial Star, adaptation was key.

Half-amused, half-irritated, Yi Feng smiled and clasped fists in reply.

"My worthy brothers, greetings to you all."