I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1405: We Take Matters into Our Own Hands

Dead silence prevailed.

An eerie hush abruptly descended upon the sky.

Every phantom gazed fixedly at Tu Yaoyao, shock dominating their expressions.

Nobody had foreseen that the infamous brutal executioner would flatly refuse to strike, and with such resolve. Doubts and confusion rapidly multiplied within the ancient monsters' minds.

Tu Yaoyao's visage grew icier as she pressed on with her severe tone.

"I won't wade into this muddy water."

"Out of our old friendship, here's one last bit of advice. Our time has passed. Cloud Planet has endured multiple eras and transformed utterly. Even you lot should refrain from hasty moves."

"Staying hidden to restore your strength could benefit all. Perhaps we'd still grasp a faint hope of reaching the Great Dao."

"Hahaha..."

"Not act rashly?"

"What nonsense! Today's Cloud Planet teems with worthless younglings. Do they merit our caution?"

"For you to utter such things! The Divine Butcher, once feared across planets, has clearly lost her edge!"

"Tu Yaoyao, have you truly been frightened senseless?"

"I refuse to buy it. What on this Cloud Planet could possibly daunt us now? You're just selfishly dodging us with flimsy excuses!"

...

Amid the mocking barbs, Tu Yaoyao's countenance darkened further.

With a sneer, she swept her eyes over the phantoms, unyielding.

"Hehe."

"You ancient relics slept through countless ages, clueless about Cloud Planet's current state. Very well, I'll offer a few more hints."

"Do you recall the Elemental Immortals?"

"They ignored warnings back then, charging headlong on Cloud Planet, only to have their souls utterly annihilated. History's warning stands clear. As epoch-spanning beings, surely you possess some insight?"

"The Elemental Immortals?"

"Worthy to be lumped with us!?"

"Hahaha!"

"I suspected some major shift on Cloud Planet, but after all this chatter, you're citing the demise of low-tier losers like Huang and Nian. Pathetic!"

"Such garbage never deserved the spotlight in any age. Their total soul destruction surprises no one."

"Belittling yourself is one thing, Tu Yaoyao, but equating us to them? You've disappointed me utterly!"

"Hmph!"

"I've spoken my piece and done my part!"

"If you won't heed me, test it yourselves. But hear this upfront: the Elemental Immortals vanished mysteriously, with no clues even now. If I'm right, a supreme power schemes on Cloud Planet. Rush in blindly, and face whatever doom awaits!"

"Should your souls perish utterly, don't claim I failed to caution you!"

...

With those grave declarations, Tu Yaoyao faded into void.

A momentary quiet gripped the sky.

The phantoms dismissed it entirely, never calling her back. They dismissed her odd warnings as drivel, their arrogant chuckles dripping contempt.

"The Divine Butcher cowed like this? Truly pitiful."

"Two epochs later, the world has shifted."

"Hmph, she's not the old Tu Yaoyao anymore. That Divine Butcher vanished when her flesh body crumbled!"

"A big shot scheming? Absurd ravings!"

"Exactly. We haven't surfaced, yet Cloud Planet crawls with mediocre youths. Where's this big shot? Such a force wouldn't let it decay like this."

"Never mind. Tu Yaoyao lacks her former steadfast Dao heart. She's forever separated from us, fated to miss the Great Dao. Leave her!"

"Elder Jiang, what do you think?"

While they let out sighs, the phantoms turned their gazes to their leader.

The phantom at the forefront displayed greater composure. He hadn't uttered words carelessly during the whole affair, carefully considering every statement just voiced. A long while passed before his mighty voice echoed forth.

"Since Tu Yaoyao cannot shoulder a major duty, and Cloud Planet grows more barren by the day, we must step in personally."

Upon hearing this.

The phantoms' battle spirit ignited, each radiating a supreme, tyrannical presence.

"Elder Jiang is wise!"

"Cloud Planet has declined greatly. Any one of us appearing could dominate it effortlessly!"

"Exactly! Even lacking Tu Yaoyao, restoring Cloud Planet remains simple!"

"Looks like we have to act ourselves. But who would be the right choice?"

These overbearing phantoms eyed one another, harboring hidden intentions beneath their words. They sounded agreeable, yet all knew early manifestation brought heavy consumption, and none wished to bear that burden.

The faint tension evaded notice from most, but not from the leader.

With a faint smile, he suggested a clever solution.

"Everyone."

"Cloud Planet turns ever more desolate, while the Demon Race starts to move. This survival crisis demands we set aside personal gains and unite for the greater good."

"Our cultivation bases remain unrestored, making direct emergence impractical. Yet forming avatars to act would pose little challenge."

"The situation hangs by a thread. I urge all to think of Cloud Planet's inhabitants and offer complete aid!"

His words landed, prompting the phantoms to acclaim and salute with clasped fists.

"Elder Jiang is wise!"

"Avatars won't hinder our later appearances much, and we can crush Cloud Planet's disorder swiftly. Brilliant idea!"

"Yes! Acting as one with avatars, pacifying Cloud Planet will be effortless!"

"Led by Elder Jiang, every creature under heaven is mere dust!"

"Start by slaying that Demon Race filth to show our power and restore the Human Race's Star Lord seat. Next, instruct today's ignorant youths. We'll make Cloud Planet glorious once more!"

...

These ancestor-level old schemers were sly as foxes. Sharing the danger made them eager, especially since success seemed guaranteed, so they voiced agreement swiftly.

In an instant.

The phantoms unleashed invincible might, reborn in vigor!

Intricate mudras took shape, unleashing fearsome, arcane energies around them.

The skies shifted hue, and Cloud Planet quaked!

Their divine senses extended, instantly pinpointing the Demon Race aura. Beams of light streaked overhead, scattering the sky's heavy clouds to nothing. The crushing pressure barreled toward the Star Lord's Mansion!

Meanwhile.

Hundreds of millions of miles distant in Luohai City.

The opulent Star Lord's Mansion gleamed splendidly, yet Long Tian sat solitary. Such lofty honors left him profoundly uneasy, trapped in a swirl of isolation and anxiety for ages.

Everything had gone awry.

The Demon Race surely branded him a betrayer now. Explanations fell on deaf ears. The Human Race revered him further. If this persisted, what path lay ahead!

Was he truly doomed to follow this road forever?

Counterfeits could never turn authentic. Should a real Star Lord emerge someday? He'd face pursuit from humans and demons alike!

This cursed fate spelled doom regardless!?

Slumped in dazed frustration for what felt like eternity, Long Tian sensed the pinnacle's solitude keenly. His lifelong cunning proved worthless now. His face twisted in confusion.

Suddenly.

His thoughts knotted tighter, leaving him utterly agitated. Pacing restlessly, a grave foreboding crept into his heart.

Precisely then.

Voids in the vast, vacant hall twisted with sudden ripples.

Whoosh...

Shocked, Long Tian spun around!

In the hall's center aloft, white-haired elders emerged with firm steps. No aura whatsoever leaked from them!

At this instant.

Sheer shock instantly supplanted all his churning feelings, his eyes bulging into saucers!

Did the auras emanating from these figures... even belong to humans?

Not the slightest hint of their approach had reached him until they stood directly before him. How impossibly profound must their cultivation levels be?

How could humanity harbor beings from such a horrifying realm?

Against these powerhouses, concealing his demonic aura felt utterly hopeless!

After merely stealing a few more glances.

Suspicion and terror fully engulfed Long Tian. His breaths turned shallow and careful, while his heart thundered uncontrollably. The raw panic born of a guilty heart seized him completely in that moment.

Thump! Thump!

Silence hung as the elders peered down, their forms slowly releasing surges of killing intent that chilled the hall's air to the bone. Stricken with fear, his face turned ashen, and he wailed in a quivering voice!

Who... who are you people? What are you trying to do?!

I... I am from Yunxing...

Before his words could fully escape, one elder lashed out!

Bang!

A palm blasted forth at blinding speed. The sheer force of the wind alone hurled him rearward. He hurtled straight through the jade wall at his back, tumbling dozens of meters before crumpling in a pile on the ground, blood spraying from his mouth in a misty cloud!