I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1393: Encountering Wolves Again

Observing Wei Donghai's anxious expression, Yi Feng nodded, unsure whether to laugh or cry.

Brother Wei, we are friends. There's no need for such politeness. Let's address each other as brothers like before.

Though he hated to acknowledge it, Yi Feng had accepted the truth. Even the Star Lord couldn't rival him; thus, the chasm with his old companions grew even wider, rendering their reverence and tension unavoidable.

Without realizing it, an unbridgeable divide had emerged between them.

Standing at the summit is truly lonely.

Wei Donghai nodded upon hearing this, his face still etched with deep fear and respect.

Yes, yes...

Remaining silent nearby, he wrestled with swirling feelings. Awe came naturally, yet thrill and pride mingled inexplicably.

At this moment.

He at last grasped the overwhelming might of Senior Yi Feng's power.

This senior casually thrashed even the Star Lord. Without doubt, he reigned supreme across the star system, utterly unbeatable in this age!

To share ties and moments with such a senior was a fortune beyond dreams. Recalling the divine sword once bestowed upon him, Wei Donghai's heart swelled with boundless thanks.

Even more touching was how this profoundly cultivated senior stayed utterly humble in daily life, yet revealed a compassionate soul to shield all beings amid peril. In virtue and bearing, he outshone the Star Lord by leagues!

If only Senior Yi Feng were the Star Lord!

This fleeting notion crossed his mind, drawing a sigh from Wei Donghai.

Glancing discreetly backward.

He spotted Long Tian in the distance, shakily steadying his breath. The Star Lord's wretched form prompted a sigh from Wei Donghai, stirring faint doubts within.

After mulling for several breaths, he drew near Yi Feng, bowed low, and transmitted a mental message.

Brother... Brother Yi...

Though the Star Lord voiced agreement, I fear his heart isn't truly committed. If it suits you, I'll join you to the Origin Star. My cultivation may be weak, but I'll battle to my last breath, preventing woes from festering on the Origin Star and threatening the whole star system!

Yi Feng felt deeply warmed by these words.

Brother Wei's stance embodied a true cultivator's way. Power demanded duty. Without justice for the masses and mere self-preservation, how could one claim lofty status?

These remarks stirred Yi Feng's thoughts.

Considering the Star Lord's selfish words, he might well merely pretend to act.

With this in mind.

Yi Feng eyed Long Tian, cross-legged afar, and called out a stern warning.

He wouldn't dare!

Should he renege on the Origin Star matter, I'll ensure he suffers dearly!

His words barely ended.

Long Tian trembled violently, leaped up abruptly, advanced, and clasped his fists.

Rest assured, Your Excellency!

As this star system's lord, I honor my pledges. Having vowed to head to the Origin Star, I shall surely rescue every soul!

His earnest demeanor transformed him utterly.

Wei Donghai blinked in disbelief.

Yi Feng held back trust too, probing further.

Will you really go to the Origin Star?

Long Tian's face grew sterner, radiating righteous fervor!

I, Long Tian, swear upon the Heavenly Dao that I will go to the Origin Star!

With that declared.

He tore the void asunder and strode inside firmly. His steadfast retreating figure evoked a sense of true reliability and duty!

As void ripples faded from sight.

Yi Feng sighed in relief at last. It resembled a wayward soul's redemption, a subtle satisfaction gleaming in his gaze.

Across the starry expanse.

A void ripple unfurled.

Emerging, Long Tian scanned warily. Detecting no pursuits or presences in the cosmos, he exhaled deeply, malice glinting in his eyes!

Fists clenched, teeth grinding!

Damn it!

Who knows from where this savage emerged, pushing me to such depths. For this shame today, I, Long Tian, vow a hundredfold revenge!

After venting curses, fury still churned within.

Utterly infuriating.

His scheme had progressed flawlessly before. Even amid shifts, his handling stayed perfect. Yet this unknown cultivator proved irrational, overpowering him with sheer cultivation might!

Such despicable dominance over the weak was unbearable, yet helpless. Despite his grasp of hearts and logic, absolute power disparity nullified all!

In myriad years, Long Tian had never endured such rage!

Bound by the Heavenly Dao oath, he veered toward the Origin Star. Prolonged cursing scarcely calmed his mind.

Time blurred away.

The brilliant Origin Star loomed ahead, cunning flickering in Long Tian's gaze!

Hehe...

Yi fellow, so what of your mighty cultivation? I fulfilled my vow and oath by arriving at the Origin Star, but never pledged to aid those puny humans!

Ultimately, I outmaneuvered you. Cunning endures eternal supremacy. My Demon Race shall conquer the cosmos!

You brute, fooled at last. I'll claim victory and the final triumph!

Bravery sans wits avails nothing. No matter your strength, you can't monitor me now!

Hahaha...

Long Tian's guffaws grew manic, expelling all pent-up wrath!

Precisely then.

A Buddhist incantation resounded nearby, brimming with boundless Great Dao might, spanning galaxies and halting his mirth abruptly.

Amitabha...

No trace moments prior, yet now a voice boomed in his ears!

This twist jolted Long Tian, prompting an instinctive glance back. Burned before, he grew hyper-vigilant, shunning any lapse.

After scrutinizing breaths.

He spied a plump monk in opulent robes traversing the stars. The monk hovered silently ahead, palms joined, beaming a slick smile.

Benefactor.

You've pledged your word—why scheme? One notion births Buddha, another demon. Pray act rightly, Benefactor.

Thump!

Long Tian's heart plummeted, shock and doubt flashing in his eyes!

This monk materialized from nowhere, undetectable even to him—not ordinary. Worse, he seemed privy to Long Tian's mutterings...

Instantly, Long Tian's eyes narrowed.

He appraised the rotund monk briefly.

Noting his benign visage and calls to virtue—unlike Yi Feng's brutality—Long Tian felt scant intimidation, boldness rising.

He was Demon Race elite, after all!

One freakish human powerhouse was odd enough. Surely he'd best this random monk?

Past humiliation fused with fresh ire; Long Tian flicked his sleeve coldly, snarling!

Demonic nonsense!

I don't care how you eavesdropped. Don't assume my setback lets a monk like you bully me!

Words scarcely out.

A casual chuckle echoed.

Thus, this poor monk must lead Benefactor to innate goodness!

Then a vast palm hurtled at his face, akin to a crashing peak!

Slap! Slap!

Sharp cracks rang through the stars; Long Tian saw stars swirling!

He staggered into a cosmic rock. Struggling, he righted himself, yet dizziness blurred the foe's motions entirely.

Though lighter than prior blows—no disfigurement, just palm prints—the sting wrenched agonized howls from Long Tian!

Too vicious!

This assault proved mercilessly cruel. Moreover, the wretch lacked any fighter's honor; no alert, just a colossal swat!

Curse it—where was monkly compassion!

Hiss...

Before his gasp faded, the lavish-robed fat monk loomed before him, palms together!

Benefactor.

Do you now harbor goodness? Lacking Buddha-nature, this poor monk must ferry you.

Ferry?!

What madness...

What sort of monk was this? Slaying over dissent?!

Long Tian reeled from the threat. Gazing up, the monk's grinning plumpness filled him with dread!

Death's shadow encroached relentlessly.

Panicked, Long Tian swallowed hard, bitterness flooding unspoken.

Escaping one beast, into a wolf's jaws?

Were today's humans all so ferocious?

Such calamity!

Breaths of despair later, Long Tian fathomed their gulf. Daring no defiance, he bottled fury deep, bowed stiffly through gritted teeth!

W-willing!

I'll embrace goodness, head to the Yuan Star now!

The fat monk Chen Kunpeng smiled warmly, kindness in his eyes.

Excellent, excellent.

Then, Benefactor, join this poor monk to the Yuan Star. Honor your vow: exterminate demons, uphold the Dao!

At these words.

Long Tian flinched, grievance nearly summoning tears!

Exterminate demons... uphold the Dao?

Absurdity!

As Demon Race elite, strike his kin? Their grand ambition unfinished—he'd self-sabotage? If Lord Totem learned later, ten thousand deaths wouldn't suffice!

Long Tian paled in terror, poised to protest.

Yet meeting that benign smile, icy dread chilled his spine. His throat clogged like lead; no retort emerged.

Staring moments, pressure mounted mountainously!

Ominous dread surged mentally. Refusal spelled horrors unknown!

Trembling fiercer, Long Tian dared not hesitate.

Forcing swallows.

He mustered a grin uglier than sobs.

I'll go with you now, to e-exterminate demons and uphold the Dao.