Chapter 1287: The Old Lair Is Demolished

The collapse of the divine temple shocked thousands of sects, and countless powerful beings gazed up in awe.

No one could imagine what kind of terrifying existence could shatter the eternal divine temple, turning the Godfall Palace, which had ruled Lan Star for countless ages, into history in an instant.

A tremendous shock swept through the floating islands, spreading across most of the Godfall Lands within moments!

Above the southern seas of the Godfall Lands, the "terrifying existence," Yi Feng, was angrily riding his snail, Manman, at full speed, his composure nearly shattered, looking like a fool who had been thoroughly duped.

With his hair swept back by the roaring wind, he cursed nonstop!

"Damn it..."

"The so-called Star Lord, is this all you've got?"

"I went through so much trouble to find your headquarters, only to discover it's a complete joke. What's the point of this?!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and Yi Feng urged Manman to go even faster!

"Whoosh!" In an instant, they had crossed half of the vast sea, stirring up a fierce gale in the sky. The strange phenomenon caused many creatures to gaze up in awe.

As they were about to leave the sea, Yi Feng's mood finally began to calm.

He called for Manman to stop and began to discuss his next steps.

"Sigh..."

"The apocalypse is getting closer, you know that, right? I can't just give up. Otherwise, with my limited cultivation, we'll all be doomed when the time comes!"

Surprisingly, Manman seemed to understand this time, wobbling its antennae twice.

"Blub blub..."

Yi Feng nodded slightly, reluctantly looking back in the direction of the Godfall Lands, which were now out of sight.

"That Star Lord was such a disappointment. There's no point staying in the Godfall Lands anymore."

Turning around, Yi Feng gazed at the endless sea, and a glimmer of hope gradually appeared in his eyes.

"If the Star Lord is no good, there's still the Sea Lord and the Demon Lord..."

"Let's find out where the Sea Lord is. Maybe he's a bit stronger than the Star Lord. What do you think?"

Before Manman could react, Yi Feng had already given the order.

"Let's not rush off just yet. Float around the sea for a bit and see if we can run into any sea creatures to gather some information!"

Manman rolled its dead fish eyes and turned around, leisurely drifting through the air.

"Whoosh..."

At the same time.

Guishou Nian was stealthily hiding in the clouds. Hearing that the Godfall Lands were in chaos, he mustered the courage to return and check the situation. If that terrifying being had left, he could lead his clan back to the sea.

But before he even reached the outskirts of the Godfall Lands, a fierce gust of wind nearly blew him away!

The leader of the ancient sea clan, almost blown away by the wind—how absurd! If word got out, he'd be the laughingstock of the world.

Lately, nothing had been going right!

First, he ran into that scoundrel Liu Runan and his son, and now this. Guishou Nian was filled with suspicion, wondering what taboo he had broken to be so unlucky...

Complaints aside.

He knew that the earlier disturbance was no ordinary event. Something extraordinary must have passed by, or else he wouldn't have been in such a sorry state.

Just as he was pondering this, he heard another "whoosh!"

Another gust of wind blew past!

Though not as strong as the previous one, the oppressive feeling and strange sound were unforgettable.

Being blown past once was bad enough, but now it was turning around!

Did they think he was an easy target?!

Guishou Nian's beard and hair whipped wildly in the wind as he rolled up his sleeves, ready to confront whoever was behind this.

But when the figure riding a snail came into view, the once-mighty old man instantly deflated, his eyes widening in shock.

Oh no...

It's that big shot!

He thought he had escaped disaster by relocating his entire clan, only to run into him again. How unlucky! It seems you can't escape fate forever.

Could it be...

Could it be that this big shot knows about my meeting with Liu Runan?

Gasp!

Before he could think further, Guishou Nian turned to flee!

Yi Feng also noticed the old man in the distance, his shiny turtle shell particularly eye-catching. This guy was probably a sea creature, and a perfect opportunity to gather information. He wasn't about to let this chance slip.

He immediately gave Manman the order!

Though Guishou Nian was no slouch in cultivation, he was no match for Manman's speed.

With another "whoosh,"

The old turtle felt a fierce gust of wind behind him, and in the blink of an eye, the terrifying figure was blocking his path.

They stared at each other, and Guishou Nian's legs trembled uncontrollably.

Without hesitation, Guishou Nian immediately kowtowed in mid-air, his head bobbing like a garlic pounder.

"Forgive me, senior! Forgive me, senior..."

Seeing the old man suddenly begging for mercy as if facing imminent doom, Yi Feng was puzzled. He wasn't some terrifying creature—was he really that scary?

After a few words of reassurance, the old man finally looked up, still half-doubting.

Yi Feng then asked,

"Do you know where the Sea Lord is?"

Hearing this, Guishou Nian shuddered.

Holy crap...

This big shot is targeting the Sea Lord?!

Though shocked, he felt a sense of relief. After all, someone of his stature wasn't worth this big shot's attention. It seemed like a false alarm...

Not daring to think too much, Guishou Nian nodded repeatedly.

"I know! I know!"

"This old man will take you there!"

No matter how imposing he had been in the past, he now kept everything in check, answering truthfully. Even the title of Sea Lord, which he had claimed for himself, felt as heavy as the heavens, and he didn't dare utter a word about it.

At this moment, he knew deep down that claiming such a title could be deadly...

He wasn't worthy!

If anyone called him the Sea Lord again, he'd fight them to the death!

Yi Feng, on the other hand, was greatly relieved and smiled, clasping his hands in gratitude.

"In that case, thank you."

This polite remark made Guishou Nian even more anxious.

He returned the gesture several times before daring to rise and lead the way, heading deep into the northern sea.

Not long after.

Before the layered palaces of the North Sea's depths.

The massive palace gates loomed like a curtain of heaven. Even an elephant standing before them would seem as small as an ant. Yi Feng and Manman, led by Guishou Nian, approached with awe, their faces filled with excitement.

"Is this the Sea Lord's residence? It's truly magnificent..."

Guishou Nian repeatedly bowed, smiling as he introduced the place.

"You have a keen eye, sir."

"This is the residence of the Sea Lords throughout the ages. The immortal gates are made of eternal ice, indestructible! The North Sea originally belonged to the previous Sea Lord, a sacred land of the Kun clan. After the current Sea Lord ascended, it was handed over and has been developed over tens of thousands of years, becoming even more prosperous and astonishing. It's definitely on par with the Godfall Temple!"

The boastful introduction piqued Yi Feng's interest.

After thanking him again, Yi Feng noticed the old man repeatedly bowing in return. To avoid involving him in any potential battle, Yi Feng made an excuse to send the kind old turtle on his way.

Once they were alone.

Yi Feng finally rallied his spirits and shouted toward the massive gates!

"I am Yi Feng!"

"I've heard that the Sea Lord's cultivation is unparalleled, the pinnacle of power in this world. I've come seeking a battle. I hope you'll grant me this request!"

His voice echoed, but there was no response.

Yi Feng was puzzled. The Sea Lord, being called out like this, showed no reaction at all. That didn't make sense...

Reluctantly, he continued to call out.

Strangely, the massive gates remained as calm as ever, with no response.

This was awkward.

He had considered all possible outcomes, but never imagined he wouldn't even be able to get through the door.

Growing impatient, Yi Feng clenched his teeth and clasped his hands.

"My desire for battle is urgent. I must apologize for this!"

Facing the legendary indestructible gates, Yi Feng, desperate for a fight, didn't bother with too much courtesy. He drew his great sword and slashed downward with all his might!

"Crash!"

With a crisp sound, the massive gates collapsed!

The deep sea churned violently, waves surging in all directions!

Yi Feng was dumbfounded.

Wasn't this supposed to be indestructible?

At the same time, he began to doubt the Sea Lord he had yet to meet.

But since he had already acted, there was no turning back. He had no choice but to brace himself and step inside with his sword in hand.

However, after searching for a long time, the Sea Lord's palace was completely empty!

There was no sign of any powerful figure, not even a lowly servant. Only Yi Feng and Manman were left staring at each other, their expressions filled with disbelief.

What the hell? They moved?!

Meanwhile.

Far away in the modern city of Yunxing.

Thanks to the hard work of construction workers and the dedication of sanitation workers, the city had taken shape, with public facilities fully developed.

Elderly men and women enjoyed the modern lifestyle, while the residents of Shadow Island radiated happiness and pride.

By an artificial lake.

Qing Huanxiang and an old man sat quietly, fishing.

Finally, the fishing rod began to twitch.

Qing Huanxiang steadily pulled it up, catching a golden turtle. He smiled with satisfaction, clearly pleased with his catch.

"Today seems to be a lucky day. I finally caught something big."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man beside him turned.

"Old friend, why harm an innocent creature for a momentary craving? Releasing it would bring great merit."

Qing Huanxiang glanced sideways, unmoved.

"Old turtle, you don't understand. This thing is incredibly delicious, far better than fish or shrimp. It's my favorite. I finally caught one—how could I let it go?"

The old man's face darkened, and he cursed.

"Damn it!"

"You old fool just won't listen to reason!"

"This is one of my descendants! If you dare eat it, I'll make you pay!"

Qing Huanxiang rolled his eyes and slowly removed the hook.

"Bullshit about descendants."

"You're a sea turtle, and this is a river turtle. They're not even remotely related!"

The old man still refused to back down, reaching out to snatch the turtle.

"They're close enough! If I say they're descendants, then they are!"

Just as he reached out, his body suddenly froze.

His anger vanished in an instant, and the surroundings seemed to fall silent.

Qing Huanxiang looked at him in confusion.

"Old turtle, are you okay?"

The old man stood still for a few moments before slowly sitting back down.

"It's nothing major. My house was just demolished..."

Hearing this, Qing Huanxiang also set aside their argument and pointed at the void before him, wanting to see what had happened.

A moment later, an image appeared before them through space and time.

A figure came into view.

Looking at the person in the image, both men were stunned.

The old turtle sighed and sat down, utterly helpless.

"It's... it's actually the master..."

Qing Huanxiang also stared in disbelief, his expression hard to read.

"Quite unexpected. Why would the master demolish your old lair?"

The speaker may have been careless, but the listener took it to heart.

The old turtle suddenly grew nervous and quietly leaned in to ask.

"Old friend, do you think the master has some issue with me? Or did I do something wrong to deserve such punishment..."

Before he could finish, Qing Huanxiang burst out laughing.

"Hahaha..."

"You really know how to flatter yourself."

"What issue? With the master's perspective, he probably doesn't even remember who you are. How could he target you directly? In my opinion, it's more likely that the master was wandering the mortal world and happened to find your lair too ugly, so he casually demolished it."

"Besides, having the master demolish your lair is an honor, a blessing. You should be happy. If I had a lair, I'd be overjoyed right now."

The old man nodded awkwardly, muttering in agreement.

"True, true."

"It is indeed an honor..."

A few moments later, the old man suddenly looked suspicious.

"Wait a minute, that sounds a bit sarcastic. The more I think about it, the more it feels off. You old rascal, explain yourself!"

Qing Huanxiang had already stopped paying attention, leisurely holding his fishing rod.

His eyes were fixed on the lake, pretending nothing had happened.

The old man grew angrier and threw down his fishing rod.

"Playing dumb after getting the upper hand, huh?"

"Fine! You keep fishing. I'm going into the city to get a roasted lamb to calm my nerves!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qing Huanxiang finally looked up with a cold expression.

"You dare!"

"Do you believe I'll kill every little turtle in this pond today?"

The two old men continued to bicker, drawing laughter from the square-dancing aunties nearby. The joyful life of the small city added another amusing anecdote to their daily conversations, and everything seemed as normal as ever.