I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1408: Monstrous Talent

The terrifying encirclement aura surged with killing intent crashing like a massive tidal wave. Against this overwhelming setup, Pork Rong charged forward instead of falling back.

At once, fury blazed even fiercer in the gazes of the four phantom figures.

"Ignorant junior!"

"To dare confront us by yourself, you are way too arrogant!"

"Brat! How dare you look down on us?!"

With cold snorts, the four sequentially activated their cultivation bases, unleashing signature techniques as murder filled their eyes!

"Nine-Layer Profound Ice Palm!"

"Blazing Fire Blade!"

"Great Desolate Thunder-Chasing Hand!"

"Profound Origin Nine-Section Whip!"

Earth-shattering roars boomed across heavens and earth. Four streams of Desolate Ancient power glowed in rainbow colors, solidifying into tangible shapes. Instantly, ice and fire twisted together in their sight, as wind and thunder merged fiercely.

The rainbow river of Desolate Ancient power roared wildly toward Pork Rong!

In a flash, it engulfed him entirely.

Seeing this spectacle, the butcher's assistant watching from afar fled backward in horror, only peeking fearfully from thousands of miles up in the sky.

A few breaths passed.

Powers clashed violently, profound beams bursting from the Desolate Ancient river like a dawn sun ready to rise!

"Boom!!!"

The profound light blazed ever brighter, the blast ripping through the clouds. All vanished into blinding white radiance!

With the light's eruption, the sand sea detonated, air waves blasting skyward!

The horrific shockwave ravaged tens of millions of miles. The already devastated surrounding land got utterly flattened by the fearsome force.

Only when tranquility returned did endless smoke, dust, and yellow sand storms rage on!

Observing this, the phantom figures unleashed mocking sneers.

"Just this level of power, and you dared to defy us?"

"Today's Cloud Planet juniors truly don't grasp heaven's vastness!"

"This kid disrespects elders and allies with the Demon Race, so he can't fault us for ignoring fellow kin ties."

"Hmph, even without full power from us, none in this world rivals us. How bold to challenge solo? His demise is self-inflicted; no one else to blame!"

"What a shame, truly tragic."

In their smug remarks, the phantom figures revealed a trace of regret.

Regret or rage alike failed to stir their timeless mindsets as the smoke and dust slowly cleared ahead. Life, death, destruction had long ceased mattering to them.

Their smug grins of total mastery stayed coldly aloof.

Yet the very next moment.

As dust cleared away, the figures' smiles abruptly stiffened!

Within their vision.

A hazy outline sharpened gradually, growing all too familiar. That oily, disheveled look plunged the phantom figures' faces into stunned darkness!

Divine sense scans widened their eyes further.

It was none other than Pork Rong, whose soul and spirit ought to be utterly eradicated!

After enduring their joint assault, why did he appear unscathed?

They had struck with true killing intent. To spare countless lives in nearby Immortal Realms, just half their strength was unleashed. Even then, no mid-stage Desolate Realm Heaven Transformation cultivator could survive it!

This defies all reason...

The group traded shocked glances, astonishment flickering deep in their gazes.

"This!"

Gazing at Pork Rong, dusted over with faint blood staining his palms, his body bore no other wounds.

That stance drew even Jiang Yuan's close scrutiny.

Right then.

His curiosity toward Pork Rong deepened, prompting personal divine sense probing.

The instant after.

Astonishment gleamed in Jiang Yuan's depths as shocking words escaped him!

"So that's how it is..."

"On Cloud Planet now, you manage to gather such pure Desolate Ancient power, strong enough to tank a same-realm combo attack. No surprise you boldly stalled us before; real talent there."

"Cloud Planet has truly declined, yet you can still be seen as a talent with promise. It's unfortunate that you strayed onto the evil path and wrecked your own prospects."

His words had barely ended when the phantom figures all shuddered violently!

Did that mean the Desolate Ancient power gathered by Pork Rong was actually purer than what they wielded?

Even surpassing just their avatars made it utterly horrifying!

In this era, Cloud Planet lagged far behind its glorious past. The Heavenly Dao's power had nearly vanished, leaving scarce resources and no real chance for fortuitous encounters.

This kid must have pushed to this level purely through his extraordinary talent.

With talent like that, he'd never be ordinary, even back in ancient times.

Without doubt, he was a supreme genius!

Elder Jiang's high praise was entirely justified.

For a moment.

The four phantom figures shook even harder, stunned by Pork Rong's aptitude and humiliated by their failed assault.

They had attacked as a group but couldn't subdue this youth—what a disgrace!

Spanning two eras, their long lives felt wasted.

Unless they restored their dignity now, the younger generation would mock them endlessly.

Their shame and fury grew with every thought, and the phantoms' faces darkened as they roared provocations!

"You little junior, you do have some backing!"

"But as Elder Jiang pointed out, no matter your talent, the evil path seals your fate!"

"Earlier, we got careless and held back, letting you slip by luck. Don't think you'll escape without harm today—you're dead wrong!"

"Exactly! Though we're mere avatars with impure Desolate Ancient power and limited might, it's more than enough to crush you!"

"Kid, provoking us is your gravest error, and it'll be your final one!"

...

A storm of vicious rebukes poured out, causing Pork Rong's mouth corners to twitch uncontrollably.

These ancient seniors were absolute fucking geniuses!

Bullying a junior with a preemptive strike was bad enough, and ganging up made it worse. But failing to win turned them into humiliated ranters first.

Did the whole world owe them coddling?

Were old folks just hot-tempered tyrants treating everyone like their grandkids?!

Time to show our true colors and find out who's the real grandson!

As the elders powered up their cultivation again, Pork Rong shed all restraint. He cinched his belt, yanked a hemp rope from his waist, and lunged ahead with mighty steps!

Familiar moves flowed seamlessly like a river, as he chained together every divine technique learned from pig-slaughtering on Shadow Isle!

"Great Grappling Technique!"

"Insolvable Dead Knot!"

"Dashing Salty Pig Hand!"

Techniques mirroring the butcher helper's displayed vastly superior might in Pork Rong's grasp!

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

In mere blinks, Pork Rong blurred into invisibility—an agile fatty like none other!

Once the afterimages faded.

The four colossal ancient phantoms lay sprawled and rolling across thousands of miles!

Some crashed down unable to rise; others nearly bound tight; a few gasped with hidden wounds. Despite the minimal uproar, victory was sealed instantly!

Insanely quick...

His assault unfolded with blinding speed and ferocity!

Only when they snapped to did they realize they were down. After stunned silence, their eyes quivered with boundless astonishment!

"What technique is that?"

"Desolate Ancient power used in such a way?!"

"This old man barely glimpsed it before nearly getting nabbed. How does this kid possess such skills!"

"Was he concealing his true power the whole time?!"

"How can today's Cloud Planet produce such a youth?"

Suddenly.

The phantoms descended into total chaos, refusing to accept the events.

Their earlier arrogance crumbled in a flash!

Though these ancient titans hailed from bygone ages, instant defeat by a junior was unbearable, let alone the massive reversal!

Minds unshaken for ages now churned in turmoil!

How in the world could Pork Rong, who looked utterly ordinary just seconds prior, overwhelm them in an instant?

Was it possible this youngster had already surpassed them completely?!

Utterly monstrous!

Impossible.

No such supreme expert could possibly emerge in the present-day Cloud Star!

Within only a handful of breaths.

Icy dread washed over the giants' phantom projections like a bucket of cold water. After barely escaping and huddling close, they crouched by Jiang Yuan's side, paying no heed to their wounds. Their once-haughty bearing had vanished, replaced solely by stunned faces as they gazed fixedly at Pork Rong.

Observing from afar.

The butcher assistants at last breathed a deep sigh of relief, helpless and wry smiles etching across their features.

"Sigh..."

"I figured these seniors were so formidable, but that's all there is to it?"

"Exactly. I worried the boss couldn't handle them, but now it's clear I overthought it."

"These ancient relics have stayed hidden too long. They fail to grasp how the world has shifted."

"Those old-timers' strength is merely average on our Shadow Island. Still, they strutted around blindly. Good thing the boss shattered their arrogance, preventing further chaos!"

"Yeah, that bunch poses no real threat, but their leader strikes me as far from ordinary."

Having murmured their sighs via voice transmission.

The helpers all directed their attention toward Jiang Yuan. Noting his unflinching composure from beginning to end, coupled with the enigmatic aura enveloping him, they couldn't shake off their mounting anxiety.

Over the boundless wasteland.

Pork Rong and Jiang Yuan locked gazes for what seemed an eternity, their faces far graver than earlier.

The charged tension gripped everyone fiercely. Even those routed phantom projections quaked in fear, afraid to utter a word unbidden. After faltering several times, they edged toward Jiang Yuan and offered ashamed salutes.

"Elder Jiang..."

No sooner had they begun than Jiang Yuan's hands, folded behind his back, descended unhurriedly. He lifted his left hand lightly to halt them.

"It matters not. I will make a move."

Next, Jiang Yuan peered intently afar. Regret surfaced faintly on his countenance. Within those eyes that seldom gleamed sharply stood only Pork Rong, defying the gale.

"Your innate talent is indeed enough for you to be proud."

"What a pity that geniuses often easily step onto the wrong path, and are always too arrogant to see reality clearly. If you face this seat, no matter how outstanding your talent is, you cannot bridge the gap of eternal ages."

As his gentle words faded, utter silence reigned.

That serene tone, free of any waves, stood worlds apart from the other ancient titans' bluster. Woven through every phrase lay an inherent, transcendent assurance, deemed matchless, which swiftly intensified the intangible pressure.

In that instant, heaven and earth's impetus surged forth.

Dark clouds scattered, unveiling a radiant, pristine sky.

Amid the sun-drenched sandy ocean, Jiang Yuan's phantom projection bathed in divine golden radiance. His climactic query assailed the spirit like the Heavenly Dao's proclamation!

"Are you truly going to protect the Demon Race?"

Witnessing this ancient luminary's flawless bearing, shadows deepened in Pork Rong's eyes.

From his righteousness to his last-second regard for genius, this primordial powerhouse proved utterly untouchable. Not a whisper of superfluous aura escaped him, rendering him all the more awe-inspiring.

This Elder Jiang outclassed those earlier fogies by leaps and bounds!

After mere breaths of mutual stares, gravity brimmed in Pork Rong's gaze.

However.

Loyalty and pride burned fiercely in every Shadow Island denizen. Recollections flooded him of the oath sworn before Fifth Miss, and the Mister's long-absent majesty...

In a flash.

Pork Rong's resolve hardened tenfold.

Yanking the butcher knife from his waist, he cupped his fists in respect and strode ahead.

"Senior, pardon my offense!"

His resounding call echoed, unleashing tempests across the firmament!