I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1322: Somethings Not Right

"Do you believe this boy’s show of bravado and his questions can actually scare us off?"

"Despite all the fuss you’ve made, you’ve only got this one young helper at your side. It looks like the Invincible Sword Venerable has lost all his former glory. You couldn’t even round up a proper ally, forcing you into this last-ditch effort!"

"This Seat had planned to test just how much power you still possess, yet I never imagined you’d pull off such enigmatic schemes. Hoping to bluff your way out with this alone? You underestimate us far too greatly!"

"Guo Jiannan, do you truly believe you’re still that formidable figure from before?!"

"Too late for regrets now? Oh, This Seat is trembling in fear!"

"Hahaha..."

As Yi Feng advanced and began to speak, the elders from Wind Snow Island burst into nonstop laughter.

The entire scenario remained firmly in their grasp. Without the intervention of a genuine powerhouse, the outcome wouldn’t shift. Yet the Island Master had already proclaimed the Demon Execution Order. The influential leaders from various factions were all cunning; they must have grasped the hidden implications.

After cultivating for tens of thousands of years to arrive at this point, who among them would dare to provoke Wind Snow Island’s wrath?

At the very least, Guo Jiannan in his present condition lacked the influence to inspire such unwavering devotion.

Only if their minds had gone dull would they venture here recklessly.

Would any true experts act so foolishly?

No way.

Utterly impossible!

Gazing upon the unremarkable and average Yi Feng, the group’s expressions brimmed with amusement. Though they couldn’t sense his cultivation level, they refused to view him as any sort of supreme master; instead, they dismissed him completely as Guo Jiannan’s desperate ruse.

If such a trick fooled them, then their tens of thousands of years holding exalted roles would have been wasted, no better than a dog’s life?

Putting forward an unknown youth as a shield—this tactic was laughably crude. The Invincible Sword Venerable might boast unmatched martial prowess, but his cunning fell far short, not even a fraction of the Island Master’s.

The men chuckled with a mix of scorn and pity, their contempt for Guo Jiannan deepening further.

"Invincible Sword Venerable?"

"Hahaha..."

Their mocking laughter grew bolder, echoing sharply through the silvery moonlight.

Not until the leader issued a chilling snort did they finally hold back.

"Hmph."

"Guo Jiannan, we go back a long way, you and I. I never thought you’d sink to such depths. Out of respect for your former splendor, This Seat will give you one final piece of counsel."

"The Tree Demon lies confined within the Red Moon Forest, encircled by the Ten Directions Desolate Absolute Formation that we’ve meticulously arranged. Showing up here today is nothing short of marching to your doom. If you yield without a fight, This Seat could perhaps intercede with the Island Master to ensure your body remains whole, sparing you the disgrace in your final days and the ridicule of ages to come!"

His icy tone dripped with even greater haughtiness, while the onlookers watched with evident delight.

Witnessing this display, Guo Jiannan froze briefly. He ground his teeth and balled his hands into fists, barely containing his fury. A trace of seriousness etched across his features; clearly, the circumstances were dire!

Noticing that faint shift from the corner of his vision, Yi Feng whispered in puzzled curiosity.

"Why the reaction? Is that formation truly as formidable as they claim?"

Declaring it a sure path to death from the start—that level of arrogance knew no bounds.

After all, Brother Guo was a legend; how could he drop so swiftly? Unless the formation was genuinely horrifying...

If that proved true, then this presented the perfect chance to meet his end!

A spark of excitement stirred within Yi Feng.

Upon hearing this, Guo Jiannan quickly bent closer and sent a mental message.

"Brother Yi."

"Truth be told, the leader up front and his companions are all Wind Snow Island elders. Their cultivation isn’t feeble by any means. In my weakened form, confronting them puts real strain on me, even if I’m not entirely without a shot at victory."

"That Ten Directions Desolate Absolute Formation is undeniably powerful, capable of locking away the Tree Venerable’s full cultivation base, but I’m certain I can shatter it."

"Taken separately, neither challenge poses an insurmountable hurdle. Yet handling both at once—battling them while attempting to free the Tree Venerable—would be akin to scaling the heavens. Even for me, escaping without harm would be impossible. As they’ve warned, my demise here is all too probable!"

Listening to this, Yi Feng swore silently to himself.

Damn...

He’d assumed the formation was some grand spectacle, but it turned out to be a false alarm!

Observing his brother’s solemn and worried look, he gave a small nod and replied via transmission.

"I see how it stands."

"But this isn’t a tough spot."

"Since you’re familiar with breaking the formation, head inside. I’ll handle these folks. We divide our efforts, and we ought to succeed in saving Brother Tree."

These composed words ignited a rush of assurance in Guo Jiannan.

Meanwhile, Yi Feng posed the key inquiry.

"How sure are you, and about how much time will it require?"

Guo Jiannan thought it over for a moment before offering a cautious estimate.

"Give me an hour, and I’d estimate a seventy percent likelihood of dismantling the formation."

A hint of anxiety laced his words, missing his typical boldness.

Midway, he added hastily.

"Brother Yi, I beg your pardon."

"I realize delaying these enemies for an hour is no small ask. It’s unfair to leave you facing the full assembly of elders by yourself. But that formation is incredibly intricate; I must locate each formation eye individually and neutralize the ten ancient desolate profound energies..."

His words trailed off weakly; shame overwhelmed Guo Jiannan, making it hard to meet his gaze.

Though these details rang true, they came across as mere justifications even to him. Loyalty had defined his existence, yet here he was, abandoning Brother Yi to withstand a horde of foes alone. Guilt gnawed at his core.

Even with Brother Yi’s deep cultivation, no one could fend off a crowd indefinitely!

Enduring the onslaught from numerous elders for a full hour—the challenge of such a clash was beyond measure. Win or lose, if Brother Yi managed to persist, the tale would undoubtedly stun the world upon spreading!

Only because Brother Yi had proposed it did Guo Jiannan, cornered by necessity, reluctantly consent. For anyone else suggesting this, he’d choose death over acceptance!

Noting his brother’s evident unease, Yi Feng offered a subtle nod of reassurance.

"Mm, proceed."

Though an hour stretched a tad lengthy, his endurance held up well. For Brother Tree’s rescue, a short wait posed no issue.

This simple assurance touched Guo Jiannan profoundly.

With Brother Yi on the brink of clashing against a legion of warriors, he voiced no complaints or hesitations. His sense of justice soared to the skies! That profound demeanor outshone the prodigies and titans he’d encountered before by endless margins!

To encounter Brother Yi in this lifetime made every prior hardship worthwhile.

In response, Guo Jiannan clasped his hands. Countless sentiments boiled down to a determined stare. Without delay, he slammed his foot down and dashed headlong into the Red Moon Forest!

Bang!

Following a dull thud, his swift form blurred into the treeline!

The turn of events caught them off guard; the Wind Snow Island elders, observing in silence, failed to respond swiftly.

They’d assumed the pair’s stillness signaled a pathetic bid for survival through evasion. Never did they anticipate Guo Jiannan’s ruthless resolve, charging into the Red Moon Forest without a second thought, defying peril itself.

This abrupt assault flew in the face of honorable combat!

By the moment the leader snapped to attention, the silhouette had already disappeared.

He bellowed at once, jabbing a furious finger!

"You scoundrel!"

"Hurry! Pursue Guo Jiannan! Under no circumstances can we allow him to free the Tree Demon!"

The others shook off their stupor, channeling their cultivation to rush after him!

Yet.

Yi Feng, the one they’d overlooked entirely, now sauntered forward with ease.

"Stop right there."

"I’m your opponent."

His words jolted them all, drawing astonished glances backward.

They beheld Yi Feng approaching at a leisurely pace, hands folded behind him, his expression utterly serene as he spoke.

He ambled casually, his voice ringing crisp and distinct.

To utter such words with such poise amid this crisis, even intending to stand against a throng of masters alone—mere bravery wouldn’t suffice for that feat.

No ordinary soul could mimic such an aura.

All at once.

The leader’s eyes tightened, doubt and wariness flooding his mind.

Guo Jiannan prized loyalty above all; he’d never forsake this man, sacrificing another’s life for his own getaway. That went against everything Guo Jiannan stood for.

And this individual carried himself exceptionally, betraying no hint of dread...

This felt off.

Deeply, profoundly wrong!

After eyeing the man before him closely for a beat...

The leading Pavilion Elder’s face hardened. He met the man’s gaze directly and demanded in a resounding tone!

"Just who are you? Which sect do you represent!?"

His declaration thundered forth. The experts at his back fixed their stares ahead. The earlier smirks of mockery had evaporated, supplanted by utter gravity. The air thickened dramatically, as though they’d awakened to the presence of a dire threat.

A colossal confrontation teetered on the edge of explosion!