I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1378: What a gathering of immortals

Down at the mountain base, a lengthy line twisted like a dragon. With one look, the throng appeared as an ocean of flowing robes and ornate attire.

The narrow trail stayed hushed, but endless jade sashes and cloud-embossed boots drew the gaze, infusing the normally barren mountain foot with an unmatched aura of extravagance. Folks from Qinghe Town gazed from afar, awe plastered on their faces, too intimidated to come closer.

The Town Mayor and Old Patriarch pushed through the masses, only to freeze amid the crushing noble presence.

"Hiss..."

"Why have so many exalted visitors come to our Qinghe Town?!"

The pair traded hushed looks, shock gleaming in their eyes.

Even without knowing who they were, their superior poise was obvious at first sight. These were untouchable heavyweights for sure.

A mere quick scan pressed down on even the Old Patriarch, a Martial Spirit powerhouse, with intangible might.

The Mayor felt even greater dread and rushed ahead to prostrate himself.

As Qinghe Town's leader, he needed to manage this properly. Regardless of why they came, no slip in manners could be allowed.

Yet right after a couple steps, words stuck in his mouth.

"Everyone..."

The elderly Mayor's gaze went blank, his rehearsed lines vanishing entirely.

Fixated on the queue's tail, he spotted a man frozen in fear, lingering beyond the line. He fidgeted anxiously, like a lowly servant awaiting orders.

Once the man's features sharpened into view, the Old Patriarch's eyes bulged too.

"Lord City Lord?"

It was unbelievable—the stately City Lord looked so uneasy. His cowering look clashed wildly with his typical grand and overbearing style.

What scenario could twist the City Lord this way?

Today's gathering surpassed their wildest fears!

The duo eyed each other in unease, feet rooted. A vast gulf seemed to yawn ahead, amplifying their dread. Now, they neither advanced nor uttered a word.

Just that shaky half-phrase escaped, pulling eyes from the queue.

Suddenly, Chen Cangyun bore crushing weight. He jolted alert and, like dodging doom, dashed up waving frantically to hush them!

"Don't talk rubbish!"

"I dare not claim 'Lord' at all!"

His quivering form made the old pair's eyes pop. Layers of watchers behind gawked in doubt and horror, as if beholding a specter!

Was this truly the Lord City Lord?

In the stunned hush, only the Old Patriarch, bolstered by Martial Spirit mental strength and insight, first sensed the oddity.

He edged nearer swiftly, clasped hands, and spoke with multiplied caution!

"City Lord..."

"I venture to inquire, who might these honored guests be? Shouldn't we offer them seats to avoid rudeness?"

These words jolted Chen Cangyun hard. Tracing the Old Patriarch's look, he noticed the roadside tea stand, eyes flashing bright.

Smacking his brow, he nodded vigorously!

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"We mustn't be discourteous!"

Before the pair could reply, Chen Cangyun forced a grin and rejoined the line. He apologized with bows to each before heading upfront and bending deeply to confer.

Moments later.

Led reverently by Chen Cangyun, the front figure guided the group over. Though their commanding auras were toned down, it still awed Qinghe Town's residents into backing away, reverence growing deeper.

The leader boasted jade-like flawless features. His simple garb outshone worldly splendor. Each gesture radiated peerless elegance.

The others lagged a bit yet remained supremely imposing, way beyond Qinghe Town folk's experience. They settled into the modest tea stall seats. Meant for hunters trekking the mountain, the worn tables and chairs now looked pathetically plain.

It resembled celestials gracing the mortal world. The old duo watched mutely, breathless.

Next, the City Lord poured tea and water himself. No hint of resentment crossed his face; rather, a delighted, eager smile beamed as if this service was a cherished privilege...

The pair's throats turned parched.

What colossal entity could turn the Lord City Lord into such a meek servant?

The Mayor and Old Patriarch swapped glances, awe and wonder surging higher. Trailing them, Qinghe Town's retreated masses gaped, eyes nearly bursting.

Seizing the instant the City Lord exited the stall to tend the stove and refill the teapot, the old men gathered nerve to draw near.

They bowed low, voices quaking softly.

"C-City Lord, what's the true origin of these lords?"

"Are they perhaps lords from our South Province Prefecture?"

Though whispers faint, Chen Cangyun's hand trembled at the sound. He whipped around, relieved to see the lords unmoved, then exhaled stealthily.

"Phew..."

Labeling the lords as provincial mere belittled them!

Luckily, these stellar beings ignored mortal slips. No offense meant no punishment.

The old men spoke from ignorance, but Chen Cangyun stayed vigilant against slight. Question posed, he glanced deferentially at the head seat. Noting the Lord Star Master's casual nod, he finally bowed with clasped fists, ushered the pair inside, and began introductions.

"This is our South State's State Lord!"

"This is Fengdu's Lord, overseeing ten states like ours!"

Two names alone left the old men's eyes saucer-wide in disbelief!

Such titans as State Lord and Fengdu Lord at the edge table? These dread powers visiting tiny Qinghe Town's tea stall?!

They bowed hastily, shakes more pronounced.

"Greetings to the two Lords!"

Yet the giants dismissed it casually, replying mildly.

"No need, no need..."

That easy demeanor left the duo stupefied. Outside, Qinghe Town folk's eyes blazed incredulity.

Within the tea stall.

Chen Cangyun pressed on introducing, but his scant knowledge soon stalled him.

"This is our Southern Domain's Domain Lord..."

"And this is..."

Luckily, the elites stayed serene. Far from irked, they self-identified in turn.

"I am the Lord of the Linglong Immortal Domain."

"I am the Lord of the Beijiang Immortal Domain."

"I temporarily govern the Qingyue Immortal Domain..."

Deeper in, the elites' words grew milder, tones humbly subdued. Some even smiled and nodded, amiability verging on the bizarre.

Afar, Qinghe Town folk's scalps crawled. Thousands froze agape, mouths yawning ever wider.

Lords of Immortal Domains!

Overlords of immortal realms?!

Holy shit...

After decades alive, beholding actual immortals was unthinkable!

Domain Lords crammed everywhere, each a colossus. Immortal Domain rulers clustered here in this stall—a divine assembly!

What merit did Qinghe Town possess?!

Not even ancestral tombs ablaze could earn such glory, right?

Passing table after table, the Mayor and Patriarch's hearts pounded fiercer.

This everyday tea spot now brimmed with majesty. Legs weakened with each step. Grasping the City Lord's caution today, they still reeled from the revelation.

Chill winds raced up their backs. Mere steps sparked unworthy panic flooding their faces. Minds blanked; collapse loomed.

Till the final table.

The lone handsome middle-aged man uttered softly.

"I am the Star Lord of this Hai Star. By a stroke of fortune, I have presided over the rise and fall of all living things in heaven and earth for a million years to this day."

His gentle voice dropped; silence engulfed all.

The old men's eyes nearly exploded from sockets. Icy gusts blasted their crowns, skulls near shattering!

Star Lord...

The ultimate ruler of heaven and earth's beings sat right there?!

This reality shattered the Mayor's worldview, overwhelming his mortal limits. Head roaring, no thought remained.

Legs buckled; he crumpled down.

The Old Patriarch shuddered in raw terror too!

"S-S-Star Lord?!"

A cry rent the quiet, stunning Qinghe Town. Shock roared through like a tempest.

Several zhang off, Xu Fengyue, Wei Xiaowei, and others watched remotely, faces ashen. Myriad folk nearby knees buckled, collapsing amid gasps shrieking like gales!