One Person Shakes the Entire Island

She was pulled along by Yi Feng, walking straight toward the door.

As she stepped over the threshold, her legs felt weak. Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined she could walk out of this gate unharmed.

But...

But can he really save me?

Setting aside the dreaded Third Prince for now, the ancient formations of the tower, the formidable Five Elders, the other factions on the island, and the Island Lord himself—these were all immense obstacles.

Yet, as she pondered this, she realized Yi Feng had already led her effortlessly out of the treasure tower, as if no resistance had existed at all. The ancient formations seemed to have vanished without a trace.

Lu Shuyao’s heart surged with shock.

Before she could even process it, she noticed the Five Elders standing before them, disheveled and devoid of their usual imposing aura. The maidservants nearby bowed their heads meekly, not daring to utter a word.

It was as if they were all turning a blind eye to her leaving the tower.

How was this possible?

Could it be...

Had they all been defeated by Yi Feng?

To save her, he had gone so far as to overpower five supreme experts and dismantle the ancient formations of the Ten Thousand Treasures Tower—what terrifying power!

A sharp inhale escaped her lips.

Lu Shuyao’s beautiful eyes trembled with disbelief.

Just as she stood frozen in shock, streaks of light shot across the sky, converging from all directions. Several overwhelming auras materialized before them, like falling stars, their combined presence casting an oppressive weight over the tower.

Every major power on the island had arrived.

Faced with such a spectacle, Lu Shuyao’s heart raced. And when she saw the silver-haired elder stepping through the void, accompanied by four peerlessly beautiful women, her fingers clenched tightly in her sleeves.

As expected, even the Black Island’s Lord had been alerted!

The silver-haired elder wore a faint smile, his aura unfathomably profound. This Island Lord rarely showed himself—his appearance today could only mean one thing.

Lu Shuyao’s eyes flickered with apprehension, her nerves stretched taut.

With the Island Lord and all the island’s elites gathered, dozens of figures radiating terrifying pressure stood before them. In the face of such might, she felt utterly insignificant, not daring to make a sound.

Indeed, the situation had escalated beyond control.

A suffocating pressure filled the air, and hope seemed on the verge of vanishing.

At this moment, Lu Shuyao no longer wallowed in despair. She had already steeled herself.

For Yi Feng to step forward and aid her in such dire circumstances was an act of righteousness few in this world could match. She couldn’t let him risk inciting the wrath of so many. Just being able to glimpse a ray of light in her final moments was enough—she had no regrets.

As she clenched her teeth in resolve, the Black Island’s Lord, Shi Tianchuan, lowered his gaze and clasped his hands behind his back, his cold eyes sweeping over the Five Elders.

"Old friends."

"The Heavenly Sacrifice approaches. You know its significance. What is the meaning of this commotion at the Ten Thousand Treasures Tower?"

Even as he spoke casually, the Five Elders tensed, stepping forward to bow and whisper in his ear.

Seeing their fearful demeanor, Yi Feng frowned slightly.

Seems this newcomer holds quite the status.

From a distance, Lu Xinlan quickly approached, her voice cautious as she transmitted her words.

"Sir."

"This man is Shi Tianchuan, the Lord of Black Island. He commands all seventy-two islands of the Eastern Sea. No one knows the depths of his cultivation, and his methods are as ruthless as they are unfathomable. Please be careful."

Compared to the others, Lu Xinlan remained relatively composed.

She had already resolved to follow Yi Feng to the death.

But facing the entire upper echelon of Black Island, with even Shi Tianchuan making an appearance, she couldn’t suppress the dread in her heart—her voice trembled slightly.

After all, this ancient monster was the undisputed ruler of the Eastern Sea.

If the Five Elders were the foundation of the Ten Thousand Treasures Tower, then he stood at the absolute peak of the Eastern Sea. Even the mightiest figures bowed before him.

Yi Feng nodded at her words, his eyes calm and unruffled.

Ah.

So this is the leader of the Heavenly Dragon Merfolk’s faction.

No wonder everyone looks so uneasy.

But Yi Feng wasn’t even afraid of their master—why would he fear their chief lackey?

His indifferent reaction naturally drew suspicious glances from the surrounding elites.

In mere moments, countless divine senses probed toward him, only to dissolve into an imperceptible aura. Their expressions grew even more uncertain, and the entire crowd fixed their gazes on him.

After the Five Elders finished whispering, Shi Tianchuan also turned his attention to Yi Feng.

His composed eyes, veiled with a faint smile, revealed neither joy nor anger.

"So you are Sir Yi Feng."

"Your chivalry is admirable, and even I hold you in high regard. However, the Heavenly Maiden Lu Shuyao is bound by fate. This is a matter of the Eastern Sea—it cannot be judged by worldly logic. I implore you to step back and preserve the peace of our lands."

His words carried profound meaning, stirring faint ripples among the gathered elites.

Shi Tianchuan was a ruthless figure who had ruled for tens of thousands of years—when had he ever spoken to anyone with such courtesy?

But these individuals were no fools. After a moment’s thought, they understood.

Yi Feng’s recent rise to fame, coupled with the fact that dozens of divine senses had failed to gauge his depths, spoke volumes about his unfathomable strength. Such a man indeed warranted the Island Lord’s unprecedented respect.

Seeing the delicate situation, the other powerhouses quickly voiced their agreement.

"Sir Yi, the Island Lord’s words represent our collective will. We urge you to reconsider."

"Indeed. Your noble heart sets an example for the world. But there are always exceptions—surely you understand our plight. We beg you to relent."

"Indeed, this Lu Shuyao has already been expelled from the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion. She’s nothing more than a useless woman with a pretty face. Given your status, sir, there’s no need to wade into muddy waters for a single woman. Trading her for the peace of the entire Eastern Sea—the choice is obvious."

"The esteemed gentlemen speak wisely. The weight of the matter is clear, and surely you, sir, have already considered it. There’s no need for us to elaborate further, is there?"

The influential figures present all held considerable power, and their words were framed for the greater good.

In their eyes, the life and dignity of a single individual were as insignificant as a blade of grass. Even if thousands were at stake, it would barely cause a ripple. Over countless millennia, who hadn’t witnessed seas of blood and mountains of corpses?

Now, with just one woman being offered up, it was hardly worth mentioning.

Even Lu Shuyao herself listened to these grand justifications with bitter resignation.

No matter how much she wished to deny it.

The truth was undeniable!

Compared to the stability of the entire Eastern Sea, she was utterly insignificant. Any mortal with a shred of strategic sense would know the obvious choice.

Let alone someone as formidable as Yi Feng.

Such was the way of the world’s so-called righteousness—often laughably cruel and unfair. Sacrifices had to be made, and not everyone could be satisfied.

They called it heroic martyrdom.

If she didn’t sacrifice herself, the Eastern Sea would face the wrath of the Heavenly Dragon Merfolk!

A calamity of annihilation!

Lu Shuyao clenched her teeth, grateful for Yi Feng’s kindness but unwilling to drag him into danger. She prepared to submit to this inescapable fate.

But little did she know.

Yi Feng hadn’t even considered any of this!

From the very beginning, he had tossed aside all reason and caution, driven purely by reckless impulse—all he wanted was to pick a fight with the Heavenly Dragon Merfolk!

Before Lu Shuyao could speak.

Yi Feng swept a cold gaze over the crowd, his tone laced with impatience.

"Are you all done talking?"

Hm?

The crowd froze at his words, sensing something amiss!

Under their stunned stares.

Yi Feng stood with his hands behind his back, his voice growing even firmer.

"Today, I’m taking Lu Shuyao with me!"

This…

Silence fell over the assembly!

His unexpectedly unyielding attitude left everyone wide-eyed. No one had anticipated that this man would defy reason so blatantly, stubbornly courting disaster!

Taking Lu Shuyao away? That would doom the entire Eastern Sea!

Not only were the island’s elites stunned into silence.

Even Lu Shuyao herself was struck speechless, never imagining that Yi Feng would value her so highly—enough to defy the entire assembly and risk their wrath for her sake!

The scene turned awkward!

Dozens of powerful figures stood encircling them, yet none dared act recklessly.

Despite Yi Feng standing alone with only two women by his side, his overwhelming aura alone had plunged the surroundings into silence!

Finally.

Island Master Shi Tianchuan’s expression darkened, his eyes narrowing as he took a step forward.

"Yi Feng."

"I advise you not to persist in this folly."

His voice boomed like thunder as his silver-haired figure erupted with terrifying pressure. Even before he moved, the sheer force of his presence sent his four maidservants staggering back, overwhelmed.

The Island Master was about to take action!

The gathered elites tensed, their breaths turning cautious!

In their wary eyes, a mix of dread and curiosity flickered—some assessing Shi Tianchuan’s strength, others simply retreating further.

A battle was imminent!

But this spectacle held no interest for Yi Feng.

All he wanted was to brawl with the merfolk. These old fools were just getting in the way—if they had the guts, they should stop yapping and actually make a move!

Think they’re the only ones who can talk tough?

Yi Feng stepped forward, his gaze blazing with defiance.

"If you want a fight, then bring it on!"

BOOM!!!

His roar unleashed a crushing wave of energy, drowning Shi Tianchuan in an ocean-like force that left his mind reeling!

The sheer terror of this pressure instantly dredged up horrific memories.

This man’s aura… was on par with the Heavenly Dragon Merfolk!

Just who the hell was he?!

Shi Tianchuan stood frozen, his mind blank with fear, while the surrounding elites and saints shuddered under the residual pressure, cold sweat drenching their backs!

For several breaths.

The mighty figures of Black Island stood paralyzed like insignificant minions, utterly dumbstruck!

Watching from afar.

The island’s rising talents, drawn by the commotion, gasped in shock!

A single man intimidating an entire island’s worth of powerhouses—what kind of monstrous strength was this?! The world seemed to hold its breath, leaving only awe in its wake!

Even the enigmatic saintess Lu Caiwei stood dumbfounded at the sidelines, her eyes wide with disbelief!