I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God

Chapter 577

Even though Yi Feng didn't make any purchases this time, he had already bought plenty from the store previously.

Now, within a hundred meters surrounding his martial arts hall, a picturesque little orchard had been created, forming a stark contrast to the desolate environment elsewhere.

Every day after hunting vultures, Yi Feng would lie at the entrance of his martial arts hall on Dark Shadow Island, enjoying the sea view while eating fruit and drinking alcohol he had brought from the Immortal River Continent.

The fragrance of alcohol wafted through the air.

However, the wolf skin he wore didn't quite match his leisurely and refined lifestyle.

Fortunately, he had another set stored in his spatial ring, which he had prepared to avoid going naked if he ever needed to leave.

But now that his environment was so pleasant, without having to endure wind and rain, he didn't mind wearing these clothes.

At that moment.

In a cliff.

He sniffed the air.

"Alcohol!"

"That's the smell of alcohol!"

He breathed in greedily, his whole body trembling with excitement.

It was hard to imagine.

For someone who had been confined on this island for countless years, only able to survive by entering deep sleep and reducing his bodily functions to the bare minimum, how great a shock it was to suddenly smell alcohol.

He didn't know how many years he had spent at the bottom of this cliff, his body long since ravaged by the brutal atmosphere.

But perhaps lured by the scent of alcohol, he mustered what little strength remained in his body and slowly stood up for the first time in many years.

As he exerted his strength, his appearance of being on his last legs improved slightly.

He followed the scent of alcohol up the mountain.

As he got closer, the smell of alcohol grew stronger, and his breathing became increasingly greedy.

"I'm already at the end of my rope. If I could just have a sip of alcohol, it would be worth dying for."

He muttered weakly, his eyes glimmering with hope.

It was clear to see what inhuman torment those confined here had to endure.

Those qualified to come here were originally quite powerful.

But now, his dying wish was merely to have a sip of alcohol.

The scent of alcohol grew stronger and stronger.

This meant he was getting closer and closer.

He was certain it was coming from the hilltop ahead.

He hurriedly raised his head.

But this glance was extraordinary.

He was so shocked his eyeballs nearly popped out.

Look at that!

Green.

Trees.

An orchard.

There was even a house.

The scene before him left him too excited for words.

He couldn't remember how many years he had been on Dark Shadow Island.

But on this island, apart from the black sea, all he had seen was endless desolation, desolation, desolation...

Now.

There was vegetation and an orchard.

He almost broke into a run, rushing towards that place.

He even ignored the increasingly strong scent of alcohol.

Finally.

He arrived outside the house.

He was even more shocked.

Because surrounding this house was an overwhelming spiritual energy, completely untouched by the brutal atmosphere.

He breathed in greedily.

He even spread his arms, raised his head, and took a deep breath.

He almost shed tears.

"Air."

"Fresh air!"

His body trembling, he cried out excitedly.

He couldn't remember how many years it had been since he had experienced such an environment.

Under this spiritual energy, he felt his internal organs, ravaged by the brutal atmosphere, improve significantly.

His parched throat became moist.

In just a brief moment, his complexion became ruddy, a stark contrast to when he had just emerged from the cliff.

Suddenly, at that moment.

A young man in white robes walked out from the house next door.

The man immediately turned his gaze to this white-robed youth.

He scrutinized him from every angle.

The white robe was immaculate.

His complexion was healthy and normal.

He had an extraordinary aura.

In his left hand, he held a small jug, and in his right, a small cup.

This appearance was not at all like someone surviving on this island.

What kind of person was this?

The man's heart filled with doubt.

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