Chapter 1227: The Demon Clans Spy

In just a few moments.

The small courtyard was filled with figures. Island Master Shi Tianchuan stood stiffly, visibly tense. The major powerhouses and the three senior figures from the sea clan were also present, all of them stunned and reverent, not daring to utter a word.

As they watched Mr. Yi Feng holding the lifeless body of a woman, they could sense the overwhelming fury emanating from him. This rage was enough to shake the hearts of everyone present!

Finally, Yi Feng slowly asked, "Where is Lu Caiwei?"

Shi Tianchuan was startled and quickly stepped forward, clasping his fists in respect.

"Reporting to you, sir."

"I have sent people to search for her, but Lu Caiwei's whereabouts remain unknown."

As he spoke, Shi Tianchuan trembled and ventured to ask, "Sir, if I may be so bold, why are you looking for Lu Caiwei? Could she be connected to the death of Miss Lu Shuyao...?"

Having ruled Black Island for many years, Shi Tianchuan was a man of meticulous thought. Even without knowing the full truth, he could often deduce much from a single glance.

Those around him were no ordinary figures either, and their eyes were filled with shock and suspicion.

Under the cautious gazes of the crowd, Yi Feng finally looked up.

"That's correct."

"Lu Shuyao's death is absolutely connected to Lu Caiwei. This Lu Caiwei has colluded with the Demon Clan and sought to harm me. Lu Shuyao urgently informed me of this, which is why she met her tragic end!"

His deep voice echoed, and everyone's eyes widened in shock!

The Demon Clan?!

This terrifying entity, hidden for countless millennia, had reappeared!

Even more shocking was the fact that Lu Caiwei, one of Black Island's Four Holy Maidens, was deeply involved with the Demon Clan!

This revelation was beyond anyone's expectations. Even though many of those present were powerful figures, including the ancient Crab Emperor, they were all deeply shaken by this news.

The dozens of influential figures exchanged glances, their faces pale.

If someone else had made such a claim, they might have dismissed it as nonsense.

After all.

The existence of the Demon Clan had always been shrouded in mystery, their actions incredibly elusive. Few in the world had ever seen them, and at most, people had only encountered some demonic creatures.

The idea that a Holy Maiden of Black Island was a puppet of the Demon Clan was simply unbelievable!

But when these words came from Yi Feng, they carried immense weight.

This Mr. Yi.

His cultivation and knowledge were extraordinary, and he was a great benefactor to the Seventy-Two Islands. He would never speak carelessly. Moreover, with Lu Shuyao's death as evidence, even if this was hard to believe, there couldn't be much deviation from the truth!

The three great sea clan leaders had no doubts whatsoever.

Compared to others, they knew just how fearsome Mr. Yi was. This great man's words and actions were never without purpose. A mere Holy Maiden of Black Island was not worthy of being slandered by him!

Almost instantly.

Led by Shi Tianchuan, the shocked crowd bowed in unison!

"Sir, please remain calm. We will personally search for Lu Caiwei and bring this Demon Clan spy to justice!"

Whoosh!

Dozens of figures clasped their fists and retreated, transforming into streaks of light that scattered across the island.

In an instant.

Black Island, usually steeped in the aroma of wine, was thrown into chaos. Flames and meteors lit up the night sky, and figures darted across the heavens without pause. The entire island was practically turned upside down!

Yi Feng paid no attention to the commotion on the island.

The small courtyard remained as tranquil as ever, as if isolated from the world.

Feeling Lu Shuyao's body grow colder, he had no choice but to accept this tragic reality.

After a moment of contemplation, he turned to Lu Xinlan and asked, "Miss Xinlan."

"Does your Treasure Pavilion have any artifacts capable of preserving a body? I wish to temporarily place Lu Shuyao within it for safekeeping."

No matter what, Lu Shuyao had died because of him. In her final moments, she had urgently tried to warn him. Yi Feng couldn't simply stand by and do nothing. Compensation was too late now, but perhaps in the future, when he achieved immortality, he could resurrect her and settle the matter.

If she were buried now, her body would likely not be preserved. Only by using a treasure to store her could he retain this hope.

Lu Xinlan didn't know the full story.

But when Yi Feng asked, she answered truthfully.

"Reporting to you, sir."

"In our Treasure Pavilion, there is a ten-thousand-year ice coffin. I will take you there now."

……

Treasure Pavilion.

Ancestral Tomb in the Back Mountain.

At Yi Feng's request, Lu Shuyao was temporarily placed within the ten-thousand-year ice coffin, preserving her body and retaining the hope of future resurrection. Though others didn't know the full details, they were moved by this act of loyalty and righteousness.

Beside the ice coffin.

Lu Xinlan's eyes were misty with emotion, filled with感慨.

"Who would have thought that after all our rivalry, she would be the first to rest in a coffin. To return to the Treasure Pavilion in this manner, she must feel some comfort in her heart."

As she spoke, Lu Xinlan gracefully bowed.

"Thank you, sir, for making this possible."

Yi Feng waved his hand slightly, not responding.

What did loyalty and righteousness matter when someone was already dead? This method was merely a desperate attempt to preserve hope. To truly comfort Lu Shuyao's spirit, he would need to do something concrete, like catching her murderer.

Damn those demons, making him bear the weight of a life!

He would remember this debt!

A cold glint appeared in Yi Feng's eyes as he steadily walked out.

When he emerged from the tomb.

Shi Tianchuan and the others, who had been waiting respectfully, bowed in unison, their faces filled with shame.

"Sir, please forgive us..."

"We are incompetent. We searched the entire Black Island and scoured the surrounding ten thousand miles, but we could not find Lu Caiwei. I failed in my duty to oversee this, and now I have failed to find the culprit. Please punish me!"

Seeing his friends bowing in shame, Yi Feng could only helplessly wave his hand.

"Enough."

He had already anticipated this outcome.

Since Lu Caiwei had colluded with the Demon Clan and remained hidden on Black Island for so long without being discovered, she must have had many tricks up her sleeve. It was unlikely she would be found so easily.

Seeing that the others still looked ashamed and seemed about to speak again.

Yi Feng spoke first.

"You don't need to worry about this anymore. I'll handle it myself."

From Yunxing to Lanxing, Yi Feng had encountered many so-called powerful beings, but the Demon Clan had always been notorious, feared by many to the point where even mentioning them caused panic.

Such a terrifying existence was definitely not easy to deal with, especially this hidden demon lurking on Black Island.

What if.

Someone else died because of this? Yi Feng would feel even more guilty.

To avoid further accidents, he decided to take matters into his own hands. Firstly, this was ultimately his responsibility. Secondly, he wanted to see just what these damn demons were capable of!

After all, he wasn't afraid of death!

And it seemed the demons were targeting him.

When it came to finding the Demon Clan, no one was more suited for the task than him!

Seeing Yi Feng's resolute expression.

Even if the others wanted to speak, they held their tongues.

After all.

Mr. Yi had already spoken. Who would dare to oppose him? Moreover, with their limited cultivation and knowledge, they would likely only cause more trouble.

Amidst the crowd's self-reproach and helpless bows, Lu Xinlan still couldn't fully rest easy.

After hesitating for a few moments, she finally bowed to Yi Feng.

"Sir, please be careful. If there is any way I can be of assistance, I would gladly risk my life."

It seemed.

After experiencing Lu Shuyao's death, she had become more protective of those around her. Even though she knew Yi Feng's cultivation was profound, she couldn't help but feel uneasy, fearing the Demon Clan.

After all, the Demon Clan had been the enemy of all living beings for countless millennia, a terrifying force said to have once ruled the universe. Even if they were only resurfacing now through Lu Caiwei, they were beyond the comprehension of any ordinary expert.

Even Mr. Yi might not have the upper hand.

As Lu Xinlan quietly bowed, the others also looked worried.

Only Yi Feng chuckled lightly, exuding a carefree and worldly demeanor.

"Don't worry. I can handle this myself. You all don't need to concern yourselves with this matter."

As he comforted them, Yi Feng casually asked, "Is there any remote, uninhabited place nearby?"

Shi Tianchuan pondered for a moment before answering respectfully.

"Since it is your wish, sir, we will not inquire further..."

"Three thousand miles to the north, there is a ten-thousand-foot-deep valley. The sides are covered in dense spiritual trees and filled with fierce beasts. It is one of the most remote places on the island."

Yi Feng nodded upon hearing this.

He clasped his fists in farewell and soared into the sky, heading north.

Watching Yi Feng's departing figure, filled with a sense of solitary bravery, the crowd bowed in respect. The three great sea clan leaders also looked on with admiration.

At this moment.

Regardless of whether they were human or sea clan, everyone engraved that graceful, jade-like figure in their hearts.

Sir, he is going to face the Demon Clan alone!