Chapter 1178: The Insight Of A Ten Thousand Year Ol

As Elder Liu led the way, Yi Feng and the group passed through several courtyard gates, finally arriving at a magnificent hall. The hall was fully furnished, with wine tables arranged on both sides. Several elders were already waiting at the entrance, and the air was thick with a subtle tension. Yi Feng grew more and more excited, feeling as though he was about to step into a deadly trap. The others behind him also became increasingly nervous, especially the two sect leaders. Witnessing the well-prepared setup, they could already smell a conspiracy. Even with Yi Feng's extraordinary cultivation, they doubted he could escape unscathed today.

For tens of thousands of years, successive island lords had controlled the inheritance array, with the core of the array located in the island lord's mansion. Hosting a banquet here gave the island lord an absolute advantage, and his intentions were clear. After luring them in, he would surely seize the opportunity to strike!

Just as the two sect leaders were feeling uneasy, a deep voice announced, "The Island Lord has arrived!"

Everyone turned to look. A white-haired old man strode in steadily. Though advanced in years, he was still vigorous and spirited, dressed in a black brocade robe. His face bore a seemingly amiable smile, yet he exuded an imposing aura that commanded respect without anger.

At this first encounter, the four people behind Yi Feng felt the pressure. Sa Donglai had held the position of island lord for over ten thousand years and could truly be called a formidable figure. Now, having emerged from seclusion with even greater majesty, the two sect leaders couldn't help but feel a bit intimidated. They instinctively wanted to bow in greeting.

Elder Liu, noticing their reactions, couldn't help but smirk with satisfaction. In that moment, he felt as though he had regained some face, his earlier humiliation forgotten. He stepped forward, bowing to Sa Donglai with flattery.

"Island Lord, this is the renowned Mr. Yi Feng," Elder Liu introduced with a smile, his eyes gleaming with triumph, as if he had already written the words "troublemaker" on his gaunt face.

Yi Feng was quite pleased with the sycophantic display. Looking at the imposing old man approaching, he couldn't help but admire the man's aura, which was reminiscent of a Hong Kong movie boss—strong and commanding.

Yi Feng grew even more delighted. To ensure his plan to seek death succeeded, he suppressed his smile and assumed a cold, aloof demeanor to provoke hostility.

"That's right! I am Yi Feng!" he declared without backing down, which only made Elder Liu's smile widen.

This fool... Still refusing to back down even now. He's bound to suffer later!

Sa Donglai, however, showed little emotion. He merely nodded slightly at Yi Feng, his expression unreadable.

"I've long heard of your reputation, sir. Please, join us for the banquet," Sa Donglai said with a faint smile, his eyes briefly scanning the others.

Instantly, a terrifying pressure washed over the two sect leaders, sending chills down their spines. It wasn't just the pressure of cultivation but also the commanding presence of a superior. Even with their improved cultivation, they couldn't remain calm.

Only now did they truly understand Sa Donglai's might.

As Sa Donglai took his seat at the head of the hall, Yi Feng and the others followed, seating themselves at the tables on the right. The elders of the mansion sat opposite on the left, with Elder Liu at the end.

A brief silence filled the hall, thick with tension.

Sa Donglai sat alone in his grand chair, his presence alone enough to silence the room. Watching Lu Xinlan and the others sit nervously, Elder Liu's smile grew even more smug. His expression radiated a sense of superiority, as if he had already foreseen the outcome and could see Yi Feng kneeling in submission.

But when his gaze shifted to the head of the table, he was taken aback. Yi Feng sat there calmly, seemingly unaffected!

Elder Liu was momentarily stunned. This guy really has some skill, to withstand the island lord's pressure? But in the island lord's mansion, even a sixth-grade expert might not fare well!

The others were slightly surprised but didn't pay it much mind.

Sa Donglai, however, couldn't remain so composed. Over the years, he had met many powerful cultivators and countless ruthless individuals on the island, but never had anyone so blatantly ignored his intimidation. This was the pressure of the inheritance array, yet it had no effect?

Sa Donglai smiled faintly, stroking his beard as he probed further.

"I heard that you've caught quite a few Dao Transformation Sturgeons?"

As soon as he spoke, an even more intense pressure emanated from him, with thirty percent of the inheritance array's power directed straight at Yi Feng. Whether Yi Feng truly had the strength would be revealed now!

Having ruled the island for over ten thousand years, Sa Donglai prided himself on his ability to read people. No one could deceive his eyes. This was the insight and confidence of a ten-thousand-year-old monster!

His direct question carried immense weight. The people seated on both sides, even if they couldn't sense the pressure, felt their hearts tighten.

The situation was escalating too quickly, almost out of control!

While everyone else was tense, Yi Feng was inwardly ecstatic. Finally, a real tough opponent who was ready to pick a fight!

Playing along with the atmosphere, he coldly met Sa Donglai's gaze, stoking the hostility.

"That's right! I caught them!" Yi Feng declared firmly.

As soon as his voice rang out, the pressure from the inheritance array, before it could even take form, dissipated like a gust of wind.

Sa Donglai was momentarily stunned, falling silent.

To so easily dispel his pressure—this level of cultivation was extraordinary. It was something no fifth-grade Heavenly Realm cultivator could achieve, and even a sixth-grade expert wouldn't stand a chance. Had this man been hiding his true strength all along?

Sa Donglai was no ordinary man. With just this one encounter, he sensed something was amiss. He quickly extended his divine sense, only to be shocked into holding his breath.

His divine sense was like a clay ox entering the sea—it couldn't get close. After staring intently for several breaths, he still couldn't detect anything.

No cultivation at all...?

This!

Sa Donglai was even more horrified, his mind thrown into chaos!

At the Heavenly Realm level, even if there was a gap in cultivation, it was impossible to detect nothing. At the very least, one should be able to sense some trace of Dao power. But in his eyes, Yi Feng seemed like an ordinary mortal?

This bizarre sight was even more shocking than the gap he had felt when meeting the Black Island Lord. This wasn't just a difference in cultivation—it was a fundamental difference in realm!

Overwhelmed by shock, Sa Donglai sat frozen in his chair, four words suddenly flashing through his mind.

Return to Simplicity!

Yes...

It had to be that!

Only by reaching the realm of Return to Simplicity could one appear as an ordinary mortal.

If that was the case...

This man's cultivation had reached an unimaginable level?!

Shock!

Once again, shock!

Drawing on his tens of thousands of years of experience, Sa Donglai barely managed to analyze the situation, but the conclusion left him utterly shaken. He didn't dare make a sound!

In his eyes, the coldly staring Yi Feng was no longer a seemingly young, elegant scholar.

But a super monster who had lived for a hundred thousand years...

Or even longer!

Even the Black Island Lord couldn't compare!

Damn it...

What terrible luck to have provoked such a being?!

Before his shock could subside, Sa Donglai felt a fear he had never known before. He barely managed to maintain his composure, but cold sweat was already dripping down his back.

At that moment, Yi Feng's cold voice rang out again.

"Not only did I catch them, I caught over a hundred Dao Transformation Sturgeons. What are you going to do about it?"

His cold question echoed through the hall.

Lu Xinlan and the Nine Paths Venerable's hearts were in their throats. The two sect leaders clenched their fists in their sleeves, feeling as though a storm was about to break.

The overwhelming sense of crisis left their faces pale.

Their subtle expressions were noticed by Elder Liu and the others sitting across from them. Elder Liu's lips curled into a smug smile, already anticipating the island lord's furious reaction.

He couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction.

The others, though not as overtly smug, also wore confident smiles, their gazes filled with pity.

The two sides were clearly divided in their emotions, quietly glancing at the head seat.

Just as they expected the situation to be settled, Sa Donglai suddenly let out a laugh!

"Caught them? Well done!"

Instantly, the previously divided expressions turned to utter confusion, everyone's eyes widening as if they had seen a ghost!