I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1363: Leaving It to Fate

Sensing the skepticism in Wu Tao's gaze, the delegation hurriedly gestured and began their explanation.

"Mr. Wu, don't be misled by the surrounding frost and snow. In truth, a hidden realm lies concealed here. A secret elevator sits just ahead—a facility entirely unknown to the common public. As long as we descend via this lift, we shall have the opportunity to encounter Sister Han."

"Exactly. While this glacier appears barren and uninhabitable, a deeply buried, thriving underground city exists beneath the surface!"

"Global powers are well aware of this, yet none dare covet this region. That is because the underground city was established by Sister Han, and nobody seeks to invite catastrophe upon themselves."

"It is truly bizarre. Despite knowing of this subterranean metropolis, various nations have conducted countless clandestine surveys, yet they have uncovered nothing. I truly have no idea what secret techniques Sister Han utilizes to shroud it so effectively."

"Alas, one can only say that her reputation is well-earned!"

...

Listening to their awestruck sighs, Wu Tao turned his gaze toward the horizon.

Before him resided only an vast expanse of frozen landscape. It seemed as the dignitaries described; the terrain appeared flawless, and even advanced detection technology failed to reveal any anomalies. The only path forward required locating the concealed elevator to enter the subterranean domain.

However, Wu Tao recognized these conclusions were merely the observations of mortals and disregarded them.

After examining the scene, he lowered his eyelids slightly and unleashed his spiritual sense.

Upon reopening his eyes, a flicker of starlight danced within his clear pupils. Instantly, the illusion of ice and snow dissolved. The legendary underground city appeared clearly in his sight, and the underlying truth manifested in his mind.

This was in fact a pocket dimension, a self-contained world.

The physical elevator was nothing more than a masquerade for entering the actual realm.

If the various nations of the Blue Planet could truly detect a domain so profound, one capable of usurping the destiny of heaven and earth, they would have seen ghosts.

Observing this, Wu Tao offered a faint smile and casually echoed their sentiment.

"Indeed, truly befitting a reputation like Sister Han's."

Upon hearing his words, the leading dignitaries nodded repeatedly, awe etched into their features.

They advanced a few strides across the ice.

The primary elder skillfully located an elevator trigger hidden beneath a colossal slab of glacial ice. With a gentle push, the massive rock shifted, exposing a glass lift.

His fluid motions suggested this was far from his first visit.

Wu Tao remained indifferent, stepping into the elevator behind the men, his mind preoccupied with other thoughts. As the lift plunged downward for several minutes, the silhouette of a brilliant, neon-drenched metropolis manifested. Even though a massive barrier obscured the view, one could still overlook a majority of the scenery from the glass car—a sight that left the men standing beside him in silent wonder.

Watching the nocturnal landscape of this hidden world, a glimmer of anticipation surfaced in Wu Tao's eyes...

As the elevator continued its descent, the night vista of the grand subterranean city was steadily eclipsed by a wall. Fewer skyscrapers remained in view, and a look of apprehension began to permeate the expressions of the dignitaries.

As they neared this underground world once more, they could not suppress their mounting anxiety.

They exchanged hushed glances for a few heartbeats, doing little to settle the agitation in their souls.

The men shuffled back, silently fixating their gazes upon the old man.

"Grand Commander, ushering Mr. Wu into the city so openly without vetting his intentions... is this not being overly reckless?"

"Indeed. We don't even know why Mr. Wu desires to speak with Sister Han. We were too eager and simply departed. I cannot shake this sense of unease."

"They are right. What if Mr. Wu and Sister Han are bitter rivals? What shall we do then?"

"If Mr. Wu triumphs, it may be fine, but if he falls... and Sister Han seeks retribution against us later, we won't be able to pay the price."

"Are we meant to renege on our word now?"

"Ah, this..."

As they dwelled on the possibility, their voices tapered off, and their expressions grew grim.

The head elder, however, maintained a stoic outlook, sighing softly.

"Sigh..."

"Since we have reached this point, it is too late for regrets. We rendered our promise to Mr. Wu, and we must honor it. Since we are already here, we shall endure the outcome."

"Besides, do we possess the authority to decline?"

Hearing these words, the men breathed dejectedly and remained silent.

It was the truth.

Whether it was Mr. Wu or this Sister Han, both were transcendental existences that had surpassed the moral world. Common conventions could no longer judge them. Even with the raw influence of a great empire, none would dare trivialize such beings, let alone this small group of officials.

Finding themselves unable to offend either party, they could only surrender to fate!

The elders looked apprehensive, burying their hands in the sleeves of their down jackets with bitter countenances. Despite their esteemed social standing, they appeared humble and cautious here—resembling rural grandfathers visiting the metropolis for the first time. Had Captain Hao witnessed this, his jaw would have hit the floor in disbelief.

The men stood with closed eyes for the remainder of the journey, not daring to make a sound.

Finally, the elevator ceased its movement with a melodic chime.

"Ding!"

Stunned by the sound, the elders jolted awake.

The elevator doors parted, revealing a region shrouded in gloom. The looming city gates resembled the threshold of final judgment, causing their heartbeats to accelerate rapidly.

Predicting the outcome of this excursion was impossible.

They only hoped that the two were not enemies.

Under the crushing weight of the pressure, the leading elder provided a quiet introduction to Wu Tao.

"Mr. Wu."

"This is the grand underground city. If these gates swing open, it signifies Sister Han is willing to receive us. If there is no movement, there is nothing more that can be done."

Listening to the elder's cryptic tone, Wu Tao nodded lightly, his eyes radiating confidence.

"The gate will undoubtedly open."

As these words left his lips, the group sensed an irregularity.

Sister Han was a figure who stood at the absolute zenith of the world. Even top dignitaries from various regimes might not secure an audience. How could Mr. Wu be so certain of an opening?

His tone implied an existing history with Sister Han.

And whether they were allies or foes remained unknown...

Before they could confer, the massive glacial gate rumbled with a thunderous roar!

"Rumble!!!"

Brilliant illumination flooded out as the colossal doors ascended, exposing the varied expressions of the crowd. The area behind the gate was bathed in light, and a beautiful silhouette, capable of captivating the world, began to stride forward.

Simply witnessing that outline shrouded in light made the elders' hearts tighten. Even the face of the Grand Commander grew uncharacteristically stern.

Once the giant gate had lifted completely, the radiance illuminated everyone clearly, and the beautiful figure inside revealed her legendary appearance.

She was clad in a fiery bodycon dress that exuded effortless charm, accentuating her perfect, curvaceous frame. Her exposed shoulders and collarbones displayed absolute allure. Like a masterpiece of art, she remained flawless. Even amidst this frigid wasteland, her grace remained undiminished; to label her a queen would be an understatement.

Yet, in her presence, the elders were too terrified to linger on her beauty. They understood only too well the horrific power hidden behind that perfect facade.

Setting aside Sister Han's various terrifying historical feats—and ignoring the ruthless tactics she employed years ago to leave the Eagle Nation in a slump—the mere aura radiating from her now inflicted an indescribable sense of oppression.

The temperature in these icy depths was bone-chillingly low. Even layered in down jackets, the men felt a cold shiver run down their spines. Yet, despite being dressed so lightly, Sister Han remained warm and vibrant.

Any sane person would find that terrifying at first glance; only a fool would let their mind drift toward lust.

Just then, Wu Tao smiled and stepped forward, exuding complete relaxation.

"Big Sister Han, it has been quite a while."

"Tap, tap..."

Hearing Wu Tao's greeting, the woman, who was gracefully approaching, curled her red lips into a knowing smile.

"Greetings, Second Young Master."

"Oh, Big Sister Han, you are teasing me again," Wu Tao replied, rolling his eyes as he approached her.

The woman covered her mouth and chuckled. "You haven't come to visit in so long. Tell me, did you bring me any delicious treats?"

Wu Tao awkwardly dipped his hands into his shorts' pockets.

"Look at you, still appearing so disheveled. Your master is too lazy to discipline you, so it seems I must take matters into my own hands," she scolded with a playful, yet stern, tone.

"Sigh, Big Sister Han, you remain the same as always—persistent in meddling in everything."

"You little brat, how dare you say such things to me? Just wait until I teach you a lesson."

The two bantered as if they were biological siblings who had not seen one another for years.

Witnessing this, the delegation finally exhaled in relief.

The atmosphere was clearly not that of enemies crossing paths; on the contrary, their rapport was exceptionally high.

Thank heavens, their anxieties had been entirely unfounded.

Had they been enemies, a skirmish between two such terrifying figures would have left the observers helpless to intervene.

Throughout their intimate exchange, the pair completely ignored the group. Sister Han never cast a glance their way, nor did she acknowledge them, treating the entourage as if they were invisible specters.

However, the men dared not harbor any complaints or feel slighted. Before a woman of her caliber, regardless of their social standing, they lacked the qualification to take offense.