I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1404: The Loneliness of the Cloud Star

A few days passed by in the blink of an eye.

Word of Long Tian guiding his troops to crush the Bull Demon had rapidly circulated everywhere. Luohai City buzzed with fervent talks, as cultivators from every walk streamed in with awe, turning into devoted followers. The Star Lord's Mansion stood constructed in utmost opulence.

The buzz kept simmering, propagating across realms via transmissions. Plus, with Star Lord Long Tian remaining secluded in his residence without meeting visitors, it infused an air of enigma, rendering the tales even wilder and more outlandish.

Within mere days.

Long Tian's fame as Star Lord echoed across the entire Cloud Star. From thriving immortal territories to remote towns, nearly all had heard of it. Shrines honoring Long Tian mushroomed overnight in every corner, propelling his renown to dizzying peaks. Even numerous reclusive ancient powerhouses felt stunned.

Beings in the Spirit Void Realm and countless life-or-death hidden domains grew alerted too.

High above the Nine Heavens.

Fearsome auras amassed relentlessly, while multiple divine senses pierced through the void to converge, forming hazy apparitions shrouded in profound archaic might, their actual visages concealed from view.

Solemn tones reverberated along the timeless flow, booming like ancient bells across the boundless cosmos.

"Mere demonic scum, yet lording over the Cloud Star?"

"True, today's Cloud Star is nothing but a farce!"

"Recall the ancient days when our Cloud Star shone as a sacred paradise where immortals descended. Forget ruling a tiny galaxy—even across the vast dimensional expanse, it gleamed like the moon. Who could foresee such a plunge?"

"The legacies severed, splendor faded. Our Cloud Star Divine Land reduced to a petty realm star. How tragic."

"Hmph! Degrading into a realm star is bad enough, but allowing a demon to claim Star Lord? The overseers of Cloud Star now are utter fools, shortsighted and shaming their ancestors!"

"Such insects don't deserve to govern the Cloud Star any longer!"

...

The ominous whispers persisted, laced with horrifying cultivation levels that shattered temporal and spatial bonds effortlessly. Towering like deities, they evaded detection by billions of souls.

The profound exchanges grew fiercer, fury steadily mounting.

A mere shift in timbre unleashed surging waves and raging torrents. Innumerable lives across the world met their end, fragile as ants before a cataclysm.

Cries of agony resounded over the Cloud Star, yet those dread divine sense projections remained unmoved. They gazed coldly upon the expansive realm, hardened by eons of trials, deeming mortal fates trivial.

The foremost figure, arms clasped behind, let out a sigh to soothe the assembly.

"Everyone, stay calm."

"Though Cloud Star has waned, our successive awakenings offer hope to reverse the decline. Should any of us descend upon the mortal plane, restoring this fragile state would be effortless, like turning the palm. A silver lining for Cloud Star indeed."

These words prompted the other apparitions to nod agreement.

"Precisely. Only our intervention can revive Cloud Star's lost majesty."

"Who imagined the heirs so lackluster? No choice remains!"

"Delay our move, and Cloud Star's destiny defies prediction. Luckily, we stirred timely and uncovered this dire state. May we still salvage it before too late."

"Valid point, yet our cultivations remain incomplete. Venturing forth prematurely risks grave losses."

Here the exchange paused in momentary hush.

For Cloud Star's grand destiny or recapturing its bygone radiance, decisive steps proved essential. Yet clashing with personal stakes, scant few rushed to volunteer.

Seasoned by interminable epochs, these apparitions pierced worldly vanities. Sharper than any peer, they guarded their cultivation and longevity fiercely.

As the adage holds: Elders hoard three treasures—avarice for riches, dread of demise, scant slumber.

Crude phrasing, yet truth rings clear. Aptly put.

Thus the gathering deadlocked.

Numerous phantoms radiating fearsome auras focused their stares, silently anticipating the leader's words.

The reality lived up to the expectations of these ancient powerhouses.

Merely moments later, the foremost phantom whispered, as sagacious and resolute as before, peerless like in ancient times.

"Everyone's words make sense."

"Cloud Star weakens more each day, and we can no longer allow these worthless heirs to wreak havoc. Though awakened, our powers remain incomplete, making direct intervention unwise."

"I suggest we collectively choose a fitting powerhouse to emerge. Logically and sentimentally, the fellow Daoists who roused first are better suited to oversee Cloud Star's fate."

His profound voice echoed, instantly securing agreement from all present.

"Well said!"

"From what I recall, An Shixue awoke ages ago. A monster in his era, he dominated stars with his invincible sword Dao. Today's prodigies would dim beside him. Even at thirty percent strength, he'd reign supreme now."

"Exactly. Should Sword Venerable An descend, mastering Cloud Star would be a breeze!"

"Apart from Sword Venerable An, Blade Tyrant Liu Sansheng has stirred too. His cultivation lags a bit, yet suffices to conquer the current Cloud Star. Plus, as his blood brother, my plea would surely draw him forth!"

"Fellow Daoist Master Tianyan is another. His Great Wheel Fate Derivation Art defies comprehension. With a mere gesture, he'd crush these inept Cloud Star offspring!"

"Precisely."

...

Mighty declarations boomed one after another, invigorating the many phantoms. Their voices brimmed with bygone arrogance, brimming with assurance in reclaiming Cloud Star's dominion.

Yet.

The head phantom offered no endorsement to any idea, merely listening to the suggestions in silence.

That poised and unflappable demeanor persisted across epochs, projecting total mastery that inspired unwavering faith and admiration.

The phantoms quieted their chatter, eagerly awaiting his directive.

Then the leader caressed his beard and declared, exuding the natural supremacy of one born to lead.

"All your nominees are superb choices."

"Yet I have one of my own."

His words barely landed before the phantoms deferentially inclined as one.

"Guide us, Elder Jiang. We listen intently."

At this, the leading phantom gave a faint nod and named an individual.

"I recommend Tu Yaoyao shoulder the task of cleansing Cloud Star. Your thoughts?"

These words dropped.

Stunned, the phantoms erupted in admiring gasps.

"Tu Yaoyao?"

"Hiss..."

"The earliest to awaken, her cultivation likely near full restoration. She's perfect to emerge."

"True! Her cultivation leads in recovery now. Her methods? This butcher once terrorized stars with merciless ferocity."

"As noted, this descent demands purging the worthless. Sword Venerable An's pride might balk. Blade Madman shares that trait, unlikely to act. But Tu Yaoyao won't hesitate!"

"Once she moves, those pathetic fools perish instantly, sparing Cloud Star further disgrace from these morons. Slaying a minor demon? Child's play!"

Amid the exchange, the mighty phantoms neared full accord.

Flattery flowed from some, visions of their triumphant return already dancing in minds.

"Elder Jiang's insight is unparalleled, far surpassing our ideas!"

"Across countless ages, Elder Jiang's presence rivals his prime."

"Tu Yaoyao fits best. A glimpse of her prowess will shake the world, teaching today's rabble the splendor of we Cloud Star ancestors!"

"Then, all of Cloud Star will tremble in terror, no?"

"Hmph, they're merely a bunch of wild pheasants and ordinary sparrows. How could such creatures possibly witness the awe-inspiring sight of a mighty phoenix reborn in flames, soaring across the skies?"

"It's unbelievable that none of the Cloud Star descendants possess any real talent. Only we old fogeys can step up to reverse the situation. What a lamentable tragedy!"

"No worries. After Tu Yaoyao eliminates those worthless scum, the world will realize that we ancestors are returning to the mortal world. Awakening Cloud Star justifies these small losses."

"Reviving Cloud Star remains our absolute responsibility!"

Sudden ripples disturbed the cluster of phantom figures amid their sighs and regrets.

A stunning figure advanced from the group.

The ancient phantoms showed delight in their gazes upon the newcomer's flawless features, while the foremost phantom gave a subtle smile and voiced his approval.

"Tu Yaoyao?"

"We'd just been debating if you should step out to handle Cloud Star's critical affairs. We sent the message moments ago, and here you are already. This proves your fervent dedication to Cloud Star—truly exceptional."

Appreciative gazes from the phantoms held concealed smirks deep within, as though their scheme was unfolding perfectly. Confidence overflowed in them about their soon-to-unfold master plan for worldly descent.

However.

Tu Yaoyao showed no such excitement. Arms folded, she scanned the encircling phantoms, her lovely face displaying icy indifference.

"Take charge of Cloud Star's grand situation?"

"I never consented to that. If you wish to proceed, do it yourselves!"

Her abrupt icy tone stunned them, freezing the fearsome phantoms motionless in the air.