I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1407: How dare they

A resounding voice boomed, drawing every gaze in the area.

The instant Pork Rong made his entrance, the vibe across the whole scene shifted dramatically. Upon catching the commendation from the ancient powerhouse Jiang Yuan, the four spectral images of the ancient sages couldn't help viewing him with heightened regard.

Following moments of tense standoff, faint smiles crept onto the phantoms' faces.

"Mid-stage of the Desolate Realm Heavenly Transformation? That hardly qualifies as decent aptitude."

"True enough. Reaching such heights means resources and grueling effort play tiny roles; true aptitude decides one's ultimate potential. Even a minor gap in cultivation reveals a vast talent divide. This fellow's gifts tower over those pathetic insects."

"To form an avatar like ours demands sky-high aptitude. Among today's lot on Cloud Star, only this youth holds a faint chance—no one else comes close."

"Precisely. With Cloud Star in such dire straits, resources are scarce for him. Climbing here purely on talent is exceptionally rare."

"As Elder Jiang declared, he's without doubt the top hidden powerhouse of this era!"

Having appraised and discussed him, subtle smiles flickered in the eyes of the phantoms.

Through their understated tones and looks, the arrogance of ancient experts seeped naturally. No matter Pork Rong's prowess, to them he remained a green novice.

At best, somewhat tolerable to behold.

This arrogant stance grated deeply.

Yet the Star God Guards held their tongues. After forcing themselves upright, they shuffled toward Pork Rong, cupping fists in respect, lingering fear still haunting their gazes.

"My Lord..."

Before words could flow, Pork Rong raised a hand calmly, cutting them off.

"Withdraw for now. I've got the full picture."

The butcher shop helpers dared not linger and slipped away in silence.

Pork Rong had lurked close by all along, witnessing every detail, so reports from the assistants proved unnecessary.

Right then.

Both parties faced off in stillness. Pork Rong stood firm, though inner turmoil stirred.

He never imagined Cloud Star harbored living ancient sages, let alone their sudden meddling. Without Fifth Miss's advance warning, disaster might have struck.

Seeing these elders strut with superiority left Pork Rong exasperated.

They intervened to purge the demon race out of goodwill, yet slaying Long Tian would derail the entire scheme.

Ancients though they were, their misguided approach aimed at Cloud Star's welfare. Good intentions behind poor actions merited leniency, demanding Pork Rong avoid any disrespect.

Handling this delicately was crucial.

A mishap rousing their ire wouldn't scare him from battle, but he fretted their frail forms might shatter, costing humanity a minor but needless blow.

After some thought.

Pork Rong seized the moment, unleashing his performance to probe gently.

"Correct."

"I am truly Cloud Star's present elite leader."

"Seniors, today's clash stems purely from misunderstanding. Might I ask you to let it slide? This junior vows a future visit with proper thanks."

His words echoed forth.

Pork Rong dipped his head and saluted with clasped fists. Bursts of commanding presence rolled from him. Though a mere butcher outwardly, his Lord of Cloud Star essence surged fiercer than ever.

Coarse garb and unkempt beard aside, noble poise endured, manners flawless.

This odd clash of looks and aura sparked an uncanny familiarity, yet now it blazed with stunning splendor—like a sage embracing simplicity unveiling his essence.

In that moment.

The distant four butcher shop aides gazed with awe, their strain easing somewhat.

But.

After his flawless start, the ancient specters flipped abruptly, unleashing rebuke.

"Hmph!"

"To think you possess such a cultivation level, yet fail to tell friend from enemy, and persist in protecting a demon race individual to claim the Star Lord position?"

"Face? You're merely a young cultivator with some progress. Before this seat, on what grounds do you mention face?"

"Back when we cut off the demon path, your forebears hadn't even come into existence. What right do you have to negotiate here? Make haste and attack to eliminate the wicked demon—that's your sole option!"

"Or do you wish for us to act ourselves?!"

Deep voices boomed in succession. The phantoms stroked their beards in fury and fixed their glares, brimming with overwhelming presence.

Behind them, Jiang Yuan, who had observed silently for an extended period, saw his gaze darken subtly.

These primordial powerhouses transcended the flow of ages; their knowledge and cultivation levels were both alarmingly profound, and their tempers flared fiercely. They tolerated no defiance against their commands.

Their declarations rang like the world's unassailable laws.

A mere handful of utterances chilled the ambient air manifold!

Observing this scene.

Pork Rong furrowed his brow lightly and could only strive to clarify matters.

"Seniors."

"This junior faces compelling reasons beyond his control. The issue carries immense weight, entangled with karma too vast to fathom. It's genuinely unwise to reveal it hastily. I beseech you elders to halt here. In time ahead, this junior will come in person to lay it all out!"

Yet no sooner had his words landed.

The phantoms' rage intensified, erupting into outright scolding!

"Utter rubbish!"

"We've endured countless eras; how could a youth like you grasp our insights? Even after eons in deep secluded cultivation, we recognize Cloud Star's faded splendor. What karma defies even our comprehension?"

"You presume to deceive us with such absurd claims? Consider the caliber of beings assembled here!"

"In this old man's view, it's schemers like you who've dragged Cloud Star into deeper decline, generation after generation growing feebler!"

"A petty junior dares defy us to safeguard the demon race. This amounts to outright insurrection, pure rebellion!"

"This seat observes your zeal in defending the demon—you must have nursed treasonous intent for ages?!"

With the tirades resounding, the dread aura churned tempests. The Star Lord's Mansion crumbled to ruins in a flash, as flying gravel and dust engulfed all of Luohai City. Across a thousand li, no soul could hold firm.

In the following moment, ominous clouds shrouded the heavens, lightning weaving chaotically!

"Crack!"

A massive thunderclap descended like a celestial shaft, hurling enormous rocks and rubble in its path!

Pork Rong swept his hand to deflect it all, his face twisting into a grimace.

Dealing with these ancient seniors proved quite challenging...

Not only were they unswayable by reason, but a few barbs from them slung a huge blame upon him, branding him Cloud Star's culprit. Talking to them was an utter pain!

This instant.

Pork Rong found the situation ever more vexing, inevitably recalling those shrewish vendors at the market stalls.

They refused him any small bargain, forever haggling for gratis scraps, then playing the victim as though cheated.

That demeanor mirrored these seniors' precisely.

Sheer, blatant irrationality!

The deeper Pork Rong dwelled on it, the more his chest tightened.

Yet shouldering grave duties, true to a merchant's creed of peace yielding profit, he gritted his teeth and held back repeatedly.

No chance with this bunch, so his eyes shifted to distant Jiang Yuan.

Beholding this eminent figure with snow-white locks and a visage of inscrutable depth, far more composed than the other elders, maybe he'd heed some logic...

With this in mind, Pork Rong clung to his final shred of optimism and addressed him directly.

"Senior, look closely, I beg you!"

"This affair indeed harbors unavoidable complications..."

Ere he completed his plea, Jiang Yuan in his gray robe stirred to action.

Unseen were his spectral steps advancing, yet that towering form akin to fine jade had bridged the sages' forefront. Hands clasped behind, gaze cast downward, any prior glint of regard in his eyes had evaporated entirely.

As his gaze lifted to meet them, icy detachment filled his eyes completely.

His slender lips parted faintly, his voice resembling a chilling gale.

"I've journeyed across endless ages, and in my entire existence, nobody has ever dared to oppose me."

"Since you choose to align with the demonic path this day, escape will be impossible for you."

The instant that gentle voice dissipated, four spectral forms harnessed the might of primordial desolation, surging ahead with thunderous, lightning-charged dread.

In an instant!

A terrifying aura engulfed the nearby wreckage, sending the hairs of the far-off butcher trainees spiking up in sheer fright!

The murderous aura descended, sealing off any path of retreat!

Pork Rong's patience shattered completely. Face twisted in fury, he bellowed his retort!

"Fine!"

"You want a battle? Then battle it is!"

Noting that these foes were ancient sages of humanity, he'd started with some respect and hoped to sway them through reason. Yet these haughty fossils acted superior, ignoring every plea while hurling wild slanders his way...

Now they launched the first strike, exposing their raw killing intent.

They were just begging for it!

Why waste breath reasoning with them further?

Damn it!

I only showed deference to the old, did you mistake that for fear?!

Pork Rong ignited with rage in a flash!

He hiked up his sleeves without delay and strode forth, unleashing his complete cultivation. Using the same motions as his everyday pig-butchering, he barreled straight toward the four looming phantoms encircling him!