I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God
Chapter 876: How Strong Is He

While Evil Wolf and his group were busy studying cooking inside the time formation, Yi Feng remained seated at the small stall, leisurely sipping his wine.

Though half a month had passed within the time formation, only half a day had elapsed in reality.

"Fine wine!"

He had to admit, it truly was an excellent brew.

Reluctant to let the experience end, Yi Feng shook the now-empty wine flask before finally standing up. "Boss, your wine is superb. I’ll come back another day for more."

With that, he tossed down a Celestial Crystal and strolled off at a relaxed pace.

"Come back another day for more?"

Ancient Bear was dumbfounded.

That had been the last flask of wine in the entire Demon City!

He hurriedly relayed this news back to headquarters.

In the grand hall, Evil Wolf was already hopping mad, hastily setting up another time formation to task a new group with figuring out how to brew more wine.

Only after receiving word that a solution was being worked on did Ancient Bear finally exhale in relief.

Though he had lost a bear paw, at least today’s crisis had been averted.

But just as he let out that breath, Yi Feng—who had already left—suddenly reappeared, standing before the stall with a faint smile.

Ancient Bear’s buttocks clenched tight as he hid his severed paw inside his sleeve, his heart pounding wildly.

"Y-you… need something else?" he stammered nervously.

"Yes, actually. Do you know where I might find any demonic creatures?" Yi Feng asked with utmost seriousness.

After all, he hadn’t forgotten his quest for death.

Though the demonic creatures he’d encountered so far had all been weaklings, Yi Feng couldn’t think of any other way to pursue his goal in this place. He had no choice but to keep searching, hoping to stumble upon a truly formidable one.

What he didn’t realize was the sheer impact this question had on Ancient Bear.

"D-demonic creatures…?"

Ancient Bear trembled uncontrollably.

"Exactly. The kind that wreak havoc in the outer city," Yi Feng pressed. "As a local, you must know where they are, right?"

"I-I-I…"

Cold sweat poured down Ancient Bear’s face. He had no idea how to answer, his expression as bitter as if he’d swallowed a mouthful of melon seeds.

"Boss, I’ve been a paying customer here. You wouldn’t refuse to help me out, would you?"

Yi Feng blinked innocently.

"This…"

Ancient Bear was on the verge of tears.

After stammering for a long while, he finally gritted his teeth, grabbed the knife from the table, and slit his own throat, collapsing lifelessly to the ground.

"Wha— Boss, what was that for?!"

Yi Feng was stunned.

What in the world?!

He hadn’t pressured the man at all—just asked about the whereabouts of demonic creatures.

If he didn’t want to answer, fine, but suicide? That was extreme.

Maybe mentioning demonic creatures had dredged up some painful memory.

That was the only explanation Yi Feng could come up with.

After murmuring a quick "Amitabha," he found an inn and settled in for the night.

Yi Feng’s brief respite also gave Evil Wolf and his crew a momentary breather.

"Sir," one subordinate whispered to Evil Wolf, "that human must fully trust us by now. He’s completely off guard. Why not seize this chance and unleash the Demon City’s accumulated power to obliterate him in one strike? If we succeed, it’ll be over for good—no more of this blasted cooking nonsense!"

"What do you know?"

Evil Wolf, clad in an apron and flipping tomatoes in a pan with a spatula, shot his subordinate a disdainful glare. "Cooking is an art. If you dare spout such philistine nonsense again, I’ll make you regret it."

"However…"

He stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Your idea about using the Demon City’s stored power for a decisive strike… that might be worth considering."

"Sir," another subordinate interjected cautiously, "if we truly intend to use the city’s accumulated energy, we must be absolutely certain it can kill him in one blow. If he survives, the consequences would be catastrophic."

No kidding.

I’m more afraid of death than you are—do you think I don’t know that?

Evil Wolf rolled his eyes at this subordinate too, then narrowed his gaze in deep contemplation.

...

Demon City’s Underground Palace.

Thick black fog filled the space, blotting out all light.

Even a Dao Mirror expert would struggle to shield themselves from the corrosive effects of this miasma.

At the very center of the swirling darkness stood a towering altar.

The structure rose a hundred zhang high, its circular steps carved from stone, leading upward in a spiraling ascent.

With solemn reverence, Evil Wolf climbed the steps one by one. After a full hour, he finally reached the summit.

Here, the black fog thinned, replaced by a misty, chaotic haze.

At the center lay a murky pool.

The water was turbid, exuding a terrifying aura.

At the bottom of the pool rested a black, motionless shape—neither fish nor turtle, yet radiating an overwhelming sense of dread.

Evil Wolf approached the pool and bowed deeply in worship.

This entity was a sacred relic of the Demon God Clan, its progenitor a figure on par with the Demon Nation’s Grand Preceptor.

Yet none knew what kind of creature it truly was.

Though their true strength remains unknown—no one has ever witnessed them take action—their status remains unchallenged. All demonic creatures revere them as deities, even referring to them as the Demon God Clan, and they are exalted wherever they go.

This is because they possess one extraordinary ability—they can provide the answer to any question.

Of course, $2uch knowledge comes at a price.

Evil Wolf drew a small knife and lightly dragged it across his arm, letting a single drop of crimson blood fall into the murky water.

As the blood dripped in, his face visibly paled.

This was a drop of his vital essence.

After a brief moment of recovery, Evil Wolf sheathed the knife and asked with reverence, "Great Demon God, I beseech you—how formidable is the power amassed within Demon City?"

Having posed the question, Evil Wolf waited in silence.

Before long, the turbid water began to shift, ripples forming in concentric circles.

Then, the ripples gave way to a storm—towering waves and a cataclysmic tsunami surged forth, shaking the earth and mountains, filling the entire pool with a deafening roar.

Witnessing this, Evil Wolf's eyes widened with excitement.

The Demon God Clan does not deliver answers directly. Instead, they convey them through phenomena.

Different questions may evoke different manifestations, but their meanings are easily discerned.

Drawing on his understanding of the Demon God Clan and interpreting the pool's reaction, Evil Wolf instantly grasped the answer.

The energy stored within Demon City was immense—unfathomably so!

Never before had he seen the water churn with such violence. The earth-shaking turbulence signified the overwhelming power Demon City had accumulated.

Faced with such terrifying force, he had no doubt that even ten of him would be reduced to dust in an instant.

With this newfound understanding, Evil Wolf approached the murky pool once more.

Another swift cut, another drop of vital essence spilled into the water.

"Great Demon God, I ask again—how powerful is that human who suddenly appeared within the city, Yi Feng?"

After speaking, Evil Wolf waited anxiously, his heart pounding with tension.

If the Demon God Clan's response was less intense than before, it would mean Yi Feng's strength paled in comparison to Demon City's stored energy, and they could easily obliterate him with their reserves.

But if the reaction was similar—or worse, even greater—then they would need to reconsider their approach.

Still, after witnessing the earlier spectacle, Evil Wolf remained confident.

Such a display was rare, a testament to the sheer might Demon City had gathered.

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