I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1323: Just a Mortal Star Cultivator

When the question echoed through the air, the entire group instantly unsheathed their swords and drew their bows tight, behaving like they were up against a world-ending disaster. Without any clear reason, the tension in the surroundings thickened dramatically.

*I'm no demon at all—do they really need to make such a huge fuss over this?*

Noticing their aggressive stance, Yi Feng could only drop his gaze in helpless frustration before replying.

"My name is Yi Feng. I come from no notable lineage, merely a cultivator hailing from a Mortal Star."

"Today, I stand as your foe."

Yi Feng?

A cultivator from a Mortal Star?

The listeners stared blankly, exchanging silent looks that stretched on for what felt like ages.

They'd figured this fellow might boast some impressive heritage, maybe even a hidden master from a secluded realm. Never did they imagine he'd turn out to be an obscure figure, and worse, a mere insect from a Mortal Star...

The heavy tension that had built up eased away noticeably, replaced by puzzled expressions in their gazes.

Was the one Guo Jiannan dragged along really this pathetic? Had the Invincible Sword Venerable stooped to shoving an ant forward as a sacrificial pawn?

That didn't add up.

As the group traded uncertain stares, the Pavilion Elder at the front pondered quietly to himself.

"Yi Feng, Yi Feng..."

He repeated the name softly a couple of times, and it started ringing bells more and more.

Glancing at the still figure of the youth, even his features seemed oddly recognizable.

Suddenly.

A memory clicked into place, sparking a sharp light in his eyes!

"You're Yi Feng?!"

"That day, you emerged from the Demon-Suppressing Prison right alongside Guo Jiannan!"

Yi Feng stayed silent, but his words jogged the memories of the others, who chimed in rapidly.

"Now I recall—it is him!"

"Could he be Guo Jiannan's heir?"

"Yeah, yeah! Earlier, Yuwen Qianyue did say something about a guy from a Mortal Star. Taking a good look, it's definitely this one!"

"So he's Guo Jiannan's descendant. No surprise he's here offering himself up as bait!"

"Looks like it was all just a scare..."

The discussion picked up steam among them, faces lighting up with sudden understanding.

Bit by bit, a spark of assurance returned to their demeanor.

Yi Feng, though, felt utterly baffled by their chatter.

*What's going on here?*

*I've barely uttered a sentence, but suddenly my status drops, and I've become Old Guo's kin out of nowhere? They're talking like it's gospel truth, so sure of themselves.*

*How do they spin nonsense with such conviction?*

*What a pack of total oddballs!*

Before Yi Feng had a chance to utter a word, the head of the enemy side flicked his sleeve dismissively!

"Hmph."

"I figured it was some big shot, but it's only a youngster after all!"

"Guo Jiannan's glory days are long gone. His cultivation might never hit its former heights, but sending a kid to his doom just to stall us—this pathetic, underhanded trick is downright disgraceful. He's truly sunk into the Devil Path!"

"Forget the Invincible Sword Venerable; now there's just Devil Guo roaming the world!"

With those words, he shot a serious glance aside and barked a command.

"Everyone!"

"This is the 'luring the tiger away from the mountain' ploy. We can't waste more time! Ignore this pest—assign one to handle him. Hurry and chase down Devil Guo; we must stop him from saving the Tree Demon!"

"If both fiends slip away, how do we face the Island Master?"

His grave voice boomed out, met by a unified chorus of agreement.

"Elder Chen's words ring absolutely true!"

One figure advanced from the line, cupping his hands arrogantly as he took up the task.

"Elder Chen, lead the brothers to snag Old Devil Guo. As for this bug, I'll wipe him out single-handedly!"

The leader gave a nod at the declaration.

"Mm."

"Your cultivation may lag a bit, but it's plenty to finish off this brat!"

In a rush of brief exchanges, they dismissed Yi Feng entirely. Arrogance etched across their features, their battle fervor aimed only at seizing Guo Jiannan. The lone elder remaining advanced toward Yi Feng with composed assurance.

Witnessing this, the rest spun on their heels to depart.

But just as they prepared to move, a thunderous blast rocked from behind!

"Bang!"

A resounding boom shattered the quiet, sending shockwaves rippling outward!

Fearsome blasts hammered their backs, freezing the group in stunned halt!

*No way...*

*How could Old Li unleash such savage might?*

As they whipped around.

The scene revealed a bloody mess on the ground. Yi Feng remained poised in place unchanged. The elder who'd just approached was now pulverized into gore and fragments!

In a flash, shock and doubt surged higher, eyes bulging wide!

"Hiss..."

"This can't be real!"

Even the Pavilion Elder, who'd steadied himself, saw his face darken severely!

He scrutinized Yi Feng anew.

Not a single speck of dirt marred the youth, far from the look of one who'd just lashed out, yet he'd erased an elder without stirring the air—his power was beyond measure.

Under the group's piercing glares, Yi Feng stated evenly.

"I said, your opponent is me."

The same phrase returned, but now it carried a world of difference. It felt like an overwhelming force crashing over them, silencing the forest's fringe in utter dread!

Right then.

The Pavilion Elder's expression soured further, his icy stare laced with a sharper edge.

"I never thought this old fool could still read someone wrong."

"No surprise Old Devil Guo stationed you here. With cultivation like yours, you're no average joe, but you pretended to be from a Mortal Star to feign frailty. Your plots run deep!"

He spat the lines through clenched jaws.

The rest bristled with murderous vibes, appearing duped into a massive snare, fury boiling from their embarrassment!

This reaction was over the top.

Anyone unaware might assume they'd endured some massive wrong.

Yi Feng's irritation mounted with every word, so he bluntly threw down the gauntlet.

"Enough talk, let's fight."

His laid-back tone ignited the Pavilion Elder's fury. Yet he wasn't one to lose control; instead, he ground his teeth, dipped his head, and let out a booming laugh.

"Fine, fine."

"Looks like you truly look down on us. The young ones are something to reckon with!"

Amid his speech, he sent a covert message to the team.

"Everyone!"

"This youth's power runs deep; stay sharp no matter what! Soon, we'll hit him with everything we've got, take him down as one, then hunt Old Devil Guo!"

"This fight's no joke; give it your all!"

Having teamed up for years, this crew shared seamless coordination.

A quick nod among them sealed their plan. They quietly channeled their cultivation; spirit treasures materialized, and deadly aces surfaced in a rush!

All at once.

Awe-inspiring primal energy surged like a torrent. The moon overhead vanished behind roiling clouds, twisting the sky's hue and dimming the celestial glow!

The ground quaked, and frost gripped the breeze!

Within mere moments, their formation stood complete. Artifacts gleamed in a rainbow of hues—the spectacle dazzling and utterly grand!

Observing the display.

Yi Feng had seen it all before and held little hope.

From old patterns, the flashier the show, the feebler the substance. Those sneering from on high were pure dregs.

Against these fools, he couldn't be bothered to hold back even once.

He drew his massive machete idly and, to fit the mood, swung it lightly.

Sure enough.

The arm lifted, the edge dropped—clean and sharp as ever.

With several sharp "crack" noises, the noisy minions toppled one by one, reduced to lifeless husks. Only the horror in their stares hinted at their final sparks.

"Sigh, why must I keep running into such garbage? Existence feels as isolating as falling snow."

Yi Feng shook his head in resignation and tucked away the machete slowly.

He lifted his sight toward the distant Red Moon Forest. Spotting no stir, he figured Brother Guo hadn't cracked the array yet, leaving him to linger in patience.

He waited in stillness for ages, boredom overwhelming him.

Yi Feng eyed the twisted bodies strewn about. True to his habit of wasting nothing, he opted to clean up the field incidentally. He started rummaging for any loot worth grabbing—treating it as fair pay for his efforts...