I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1409: Dont Blame Me for Bullying the Weak with My Seniority

As the immense pressure enveloped the heavens and earth, Pork Rong cupped his fists in greeting. Neither servile nor haughty, he exhibited a remarkable bearing.

Jiang Yuan observed with mounting respect.

"To maintain this poise confronting me directly, your battle intent fiercer than ever, you truly are a genius."

"Unfortunately, by choosing to mingle with the demon race, you must bear the consequences!"

These words caused the phantoms behind him to show complicated expressions.

Though unwilling to admit it inwardly, Pork Rong's talent was genuinely alarming. Elder Jiang's repeated commendations placed him above countless historical prodigies.

Before this youth, several felt themselves dimmed.

Their earlier defeat had cost them every shred of dignity!

A trace of envy involuntarily appeared in one's gaze. Eyeing the weapon gripped by Pork Rong, a quiet sneer slipped out.

"Brother Lei speaks true. He merely has talent and got lucky against our projections. Against Elder Jiang now, lacking any proper Desolate artifact, his doom is sealed!"

"From time immemorial, righteousness triumphs over evil. No matter his talent, straying to the demonic path leads only to death!"

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These righteous declarations echoed successively, helping the phantoms regain their composure.

Such whispers failed to stir any oddity in Jiang Yuan's gaze.

His focus remained solely on the steadily poised Pork Rong.

This unremarkable youth stood silently with his blade. Amid the disparaging remarks from these elders, his calm persisted unchanged.

Such mental fortitude was flawless.

In terms of Dao heart alone, this junior rivaled the cultivators gathered here.

Unthinkable.

What grueling training had forged this youth, what trials had he endured, to command such serenity now?

Should his growth continue...

In time, his potential knew no bounds.

For Cloud Star to produce such a figure was a marvel. His demise here would be a profound tragedy.

What a shame, what a shame.

The longer Jiang Yuan watched, the deeper his regret grew, pity briefly flashing in his eyes. Yet for the greater justice of the race, no personal sentiment would sway him.

The instant after.

This primordial giant adopted an impassive expression and spoke softly.

"Junior, don't resent me for overpowering the weak."

With those words.

Jiang Yuan casually lifted his right hand, directing a finger toward empty space.

Abruptly.

Esoteric Desolate Ancient energies gathered into a radiant beam, surging forth. All in its path drowned in the brilliant white light!

Witnessing this, the other phantoms erupted in astonished cries!

"Origin Return Finger!?"

"Long ago, Elder Jiang crushed demons with a single finger. This technique drains all color from existence—this boy is finished!"

"Precisely! Though Elder Jiang's avatar holds under thirty percent of his prime strength, the Origin Return Finger ensures even a late Desolate Realm Heavenly Transformation powerhouse can't escape unharmed, much less him!"

"Spot on. Talent without a Desolate artifact for defense spells certain death!"

"Still, forcing Elder Jiang to deploy the Origin Return Finger marks this youth as extraordinary. Dying here is honor enough."

Amid the uproar.

The white beam hurtled forward, causing Pork Rong's eyes to widen!

The deep prowess within this strike twisted his features. Against a colossus like Jiang Yuan, no carelessness was possible. Instantly, he gripped his blade with both hands, thrusting it ahead to parry!

The timeworn pig-killing knife appeared utterly mundane, paling against that glorious radiance. Pork Rong, teeth clenched as he hoisted it, bore a face etched with strain!

This stark disparity drew smirks from the phantoms.

The very next moment.

The white rainbow smashed into the blade, unleashing a brilliance that devoured the skies and the land!

Pork Rong got hurled back through the air. The white light's power showed no weakening at all. In an instant, it transformed the boundless desert terrain into a vast snowscape, completely overshadowing even the fierce sun's rays!

Blinded by the intense radiance, the ancient phantoms resorted to their divine sense to track the action, all astounded by Elder Jiang's formidable strength!

Far above in the sky.

The tense spectators observing the clash also averted their faces to escape its piercing intensity.

The overwhelming daylight consumed everything, and only after an unknown duration did it slowly fade away.

Heaven and earth fell into utter silence, every sound hushed completely.

As all opened their eyes once more, a bottomless chasm had torn through the ground, the planet itself seemingly split apart, stretching sideways for hundreds of miles until it halted!

One finger's force alone could divide heaven and earth.

The Origin Return Finger proved terrifying beyond measure!

Awe shone in the eyes of the ancient phantoms, none bold enough to utter a word.

However.

Gazing to the ravine's distant depths, Pork Rong's form remained upright!

Though breathing heavily with sweat beading on his brow, that plump young man stood firm clutching his blade. Having withstood the Origin Return Finger, he hadn't fallen; his body stayed whole without limbs broken, not even a clear injury in sight?

How was this feasible!

Shocked...

The four ancient sage phantoms stood frozen in disbelief, eyes bulging round!

"This!"

"He actually blocked Elder Jiang's Origin Return Finger?!"

"This child remains only at the middle stage of the Desolate Realm, without any defensive treasures. Not a single Desolate artifact adorns his body. How on earth did he perform this impossible deed!"

"Bizarre, utterly bizarre!"

The phantoms reeled in total shock, refusing to accept the scene, clueless on how to account for it. Abruptly, chaos gripped them.

That frantic look resembled encountering a horrifying beast.

Exchanging hurried glances, shock and bewilderment filled their gazes. Countless queries flooded their thoughts instantly.

Precisely how had this youth wrought such a wonder?

Taking it directly with mere flesh and blood?

Didn't that imply his human body rivaled some fearsome otherworldly species, shattering the innate frailty of human lineage?

Utter absurdity.

Via deep insight into a weakness in the Origin Return Finger?

Even less plausible!

Elder Jiang transcended eras, originator of myriad Great Daos. In his time, he single-handedly crushed the demonic path. What dazzling genius! None could outshine his talent.

Furthermore, after sleeping through two eras, Elder Jiang's grasp of Great Dao and laws dwarfed all beings, piercing even the Heavenly Dao.

In insight, what being could exceed him?

The Origin Return Finger stood as the ultimate strike below divine abilities!

How exactly did this youth endure it straight on?!

Amid the surrounding astonishment and uncertainty, Jiang Yuan's face grew slightly grim.

Seeing Pork Rong gasp for breath, surprise struck him anew. Ages had passed since anyone stirred such concern or faint wonder in him.

Right then.

Jiang Yuan at last regarded Pork Rong intently, scanning him thoroughly with divine sense.

Only when his sight landed on that wide-bladed short knife did his pupils abruptly contract.

This blade...

It appeared utterly commonplace, like a mortal world's trinket. Yet after clashing with the Origin Return Finger, no cracks marred it, its deep black hue unchanged.

This defied all reason!

Even wielding under thirty percent cultivation, the Origin Return Finger would damage any Desolate artifact, much less some plain knife.

Something off.

This blade surpassed ordinary Desolate artifacts!

Grasping the key issue.

Jiang Yuan's heart plunged, a profound unease stirring within.

The next instant.

Pork Rong gradually lowered his short knife. His face, once hidden, emerged once more, devoid of the greasy grin it held before, replaced solely by utter resolve.

A sharp chill abruptly gathered in his gaze!

"Since Senior has already made a move..."

"Now, it is this junior's turn!"

The moment his words landed, a fierce cold gale roared across the heavens and earth. Even Jiang Yuan felt a grave sense of foreboding, forcing him to fix his eyes with intense focus!

Before any reaction was possible.

Pork Rong had lifted his blade skyward, bellowing in a profound, thunderous roar!

"Disembowelment!"

The technique's name remained as crude as always, but none dared to scorn it.

Following that apparently straightforward upward slash, the knife erupted with horrifying force. It surged ahead through the chasm in the earth. Its overwhelming aura and the amplified Desolate Ancient Power were immensely more fearsome than earlier!

To the extent that the chasm itself was compressed until it burst apart from the knife's qi!

The earth split wider, and the land quaked violently!

The blade's radiance burst forth akin to subterranean lava, pulverizing all in its path to dust. The many phantom figures' faces twisted in alarm, while Jiang Yuan's pupils contracted sharply!

Such blade force was unprecedented even for him!

Without hyperbole, its power had surpassed the Return to Origin Finger!

Witnessing the sudden shift in battle.

Jiang Yuan unleashed his full cultivation without restraint. His hands weaved complex seals. The Desolate Ancient Power whipped his white hair into a frenzy, cracking even his phantom clones!

With an explosive cry, he thrust his right palm ahead!

"Ten Thousand Dharmas Return to the Source!"