I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1411: Something Major is About to Happen

Crack!

An earth-shattering thunderclap reverberated through the infinite void of space, bringing forth five spectral figures woven from divine consciousness. The ancient patriarchs slowly opened their eyes, their gazes burning with a cold fury, sharp as unsheathed swords!

Disregarding the explosive thunderous roars of the falling lightning.

The patriarchs' expressions remained unperturbed, yet their chilling voices dripped with irrepressible rage!

A mere junior managed to force my avatar to retreat in defeat. In the future, I shall obliterate his very soul! Otherwise, the humiliation of this day shall never be washed away!

The ignominy of this engagement is unparalleled!

Hmph! Had I personally intervened, how could he have possibly won through sheer luck?

Brother Lei speaks the truth. We were indeed too complacent in this encounter. Let him revel in his fleeting victory for a few more days. Once our true forms manifest in the mortal realm, his demise will be absolute!

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Their profound voices boomed across the celestial expanse, the patriarchs consumed by immeasurable wrath.

Among them, Lei Qianjue burned with the most intense frustration. His being emanated a terrifying aura, commanding lightning to rend the deep space, as if even this was insufficient to quell the inferno raging within his heart.

The other patriarchs were similarly afflicted, their usual profound and composed visages replaced by a tempest of emotion.

Amidst the collective fury of the patriarchs.

Jiang Yuan maintained an eerie silence.

His divine consciousness phantom stood motionless for an extended period, a contemplative expression gradually dawning in his eyes.

Witnessing this.

The others tempered their outbursts slightly, their gazes shifting towards Jiang Yuan, offering respectful salutations with cupped fists.

Elder Jiang, your silence has lingered for quite some time. Pray tell, your esteemed opinion?

Could it be that you do not concur with our eventual descent into the world?

Elder Jiang, that junior possesses unparalleled talent and has already tread the demonic path. Should we not extinguish him swiftly, I fear he will inevitably become a catastrophic blight upon Cloud Star!

You absolutely must not let his immense talent sway your judgment, allowing that fiend to continue preying upon innocent lives!

Their declarations were steeped in righteousness, remarkably devoid of any discernible selfish undertones.

However.

Given the extraordinary nature of Jiang Yuan's existence, a mere sweep of his gaze pierced through their carefully constructed facade.

The overflowing anger in the patriarchs' eyes hinted at their waning patience. These fellow Daoists had clearly lost their composure. For their eternal states of mind to be disturbed by mundane emotions and desires was truly beneath their exalted station.

Becoming agitated before a conflict has even commenced is, without question, an unfavorable omen.

Perceiving the precariousness of the situation.

Jiang Yuan, with a subtle wave of his ethereal sleeve, commanded attention with a voice resonating like a colossal bell.

Esteemed Daoists, restrain your impatience and cultivate tranquility.

His profound words channeled ancient, primal energies, causing unfathomably deep Dao rhythms to permeate the surrounding void.

Instantly.

The four patriarchs felt as if jolted by a solemn warning, a clarity returning to their previously clouded eyes.

Jiang Yuan continued his discourse, gently guiding and reawakening the assembly.

My esteemed colleagues.

This impending confrontation is of paramount importance. Indeed.

Since that junior has embraced the demonic path, I shall not, under any circumstances, turn a blind eye. However, the peculiar short blade he wields fills me with a persistent sense of unease. You must not, under any circumstances, underestimate him.

To ensure our utmost safety, awaiting the complete restoration of our cultivation bases before jointly descending to eradicate this menace represents the most prudent strategy.

As his pronouncement concluded, the patriarchs' expressions shifted with varied interpretations.

A joint assault? Is that not a disproportionate response? Might Elder Jiang be overestimating the capabilities of that demon?

Precisely. If we were to descend with our true bodies, our strength would be amplified manifold compared to before. He would stand no chance of a fortuitous victory; even managing to preserve his own life would be a mere fantasy!

Brother Lei's deduction holds merit! Even if that demon possesses a bizarre, ancient artifact, the vast chasm in our cultivation levels would remain insurmountable!

Indeed! With our true forms descending, we could also unleash our individual divine abilities. That demon is utterly outmatched!

The four patriarchs displayed cold eyes and faces brimming with unbridled arrogance.

Even with Jiang Yuan's personal counsel, their conviction of absolute triumph remained unshaken. A subtle undercurrent of envy and wounded pride continued to stir, preventing these titans from achieving complete equanimity.

Having exhausted all alternatives, Jiang Yuan was compelled to issue a definitive decree in a deep, resonant tone!

All of you!

This matter is settled. No individual shall dare to descend into the mortal realm unaccompanied and without authorization!

A single piercing glance conveyed an oppressive weight, akin to a colossal mountain, instilling a sense of awe in all the patriarchs present.

After each respectfully acknowledged his command with cupped fists, they dispersed and departed. Despite the lingering indignation simmering within some of their eyes, they dared not manifest any overt signs of defiance.

Once the divine consciousnesses of the patriarchs faded from existence.

Only Jiang Yuan's phantom lingered in the ethereal expanse. He contemplated the boundless world below, a shadow of doubt clouding his features.

Could it be that my caution surpasses reasonable bounds?

That junior's short blade is truly peculiar, and his innate talent is impossibly outstanding. On the current Cloud Star, he is an anomaly that defies all expectations.

With such an exceptional junior present, how could I have failed to sense him during my deep slumber?

After uttering a few words.

Jiang Yuan's heart was filled with even greater bewilderment.

Yet, as he cast his gaze over the world, everything remained within his perception. All affairs on Cloud Star were discernible by his divine consciousness, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary. The appearance of Pork Rong felt like nothing more than a mere coincidence.

Finally, a sense of clarity returned to Jiang Yuan's eyes.

Never mind.

Regardless of his monstrous talent, he is merely at the mid-stage of Heavenly Transformation. As my fellow Daoists rightly asserted, our true bodies descending will ensure absolute success. Even if other demons conspire with him, they will stand no chance of victory.

In the past, I could sever the demonic path with a single finger; today, I can still safeguard all of Cloud Star's inhabitants.

With these words, Jiang Yuan's phantom of divine consciousness faded into nothingness.

His profound abilities were far beyond the comprehension of Cloud Star's mortals. When he eventually descended in his true form, it would be with the invincible bearing of a deity.

At that moment, all things in existence would amount to mere dust.

These terrifying, ancient beings possessed formidable secret arts that allowed them to traverse epochs, far surpassing the conventional Great Dao of life and death. Even ancient texts were silent on their existence, and no legends could even compare.

Cultivators from all realms lacked the basic qualifications to even hear of them, let alone comprehend their nature.

Cloud Star carried on as usual, with all its inhabitants engrossed in their daily lives.

Only Pork Rong acutely felt the profound terror emanating from this sage, understanding better than anyone that a momentous event was on the horizon!

At this very instant.

The moment Pork Rong's front feet touched the pier, he began a frantic sprint towards Shadow Island!

Something significant has occurred, something colossal is about to unfold!

His frantic demeanor left Qing Huan Xiang utterly perplexed.

What is wrong with Rong? What could possibly be causing him such agitation? Could it be some kind of swine fever?

Before Qing Huan Xiang could finish his bewildered thoughts, Old Turtle was already approaching, calling out from a distance.

You old scoundrel!

Hurry and finish your work so we can go fishing. We must settle this today! If you lose, you're treating me to a whole roasted sheep!

The instant these words were spoken.

Qing Huan Xiang swiftly removed his bamboo hat, grabbed his fishing rod, and dashed onto the pier!

Hehehe!

I suspect you'll definitely be the one paying for today's softshell turtle soup!

The two old friends refused to yield to each other. In a flash, they walked side-by-side towards the city's artificial lake.

Meanwhile, the forgotten Pork Rong had already charged into the city!

His movement was like lightning, his rotund figure churning his legs at a speed that made him practically rival a Yamaha motorcycle. He left numerous cars in his dust, astonishing the pedestrians along the sidewalks, igniting endless excited discussions.

Good heavens!

What was that that just flew by!

That remarkably swift, plump figure, and the pig-slaughtering knife strapped to his back... was that Pork Rong?

Mercy me, even Pork Rong can run that fast. Is something truly monumental about to happen?

Ha! What major event could he possibly be involved in? He's probably just rushing to find some lonely widow!

Hahaha...

After a wave of boisterous laughter, the pedestrians dispersed.

A bus slowly trundled by. Xiong Fen and his father, dressed in their crisp, bright work uniforms, shook their heads and chuckled softly. Seated in the front row, their eyes held an air of relaxed contentment.

Catching sight of the commotion from the corner of his eye, he instructed his co-worker to accelerate their driving.

The vehicle departed the city, motivational slogans echoing relentlessly along the route.

Moments of classic motivational speeches quickly ignited the workers' spirits, filling them with fierce determination! "Let's get to work!" "The boss is absolutely correct, I'll take on ten more shifts!" Passionate shouts echoed beyond the city's edge as Pork Rong's sprinting form moved in the opposite direction. He dashed into the brightly lit downtown, once again attracting a throng of curious onlookers and sparking lively conversations. Despite this attention. Pork Rong's pace never faltered. He sprinted non-stop, reaching the imposing television tower at the city's heart in a single, continuous effort. Not daring to waste precious seconds waiting for the elevator, he forcefully ascended the stairs all the way to the upper levels! As he flung open the office doors, a choked, urgent cry erupted from his very core! "Fifth Miss!" "Something… something truly dreadful is about to occur! Calamity looms!" This abrupt and desperate announcement threw everyone into a state of shock, causing the individuals gathered around the conference table to snap their heads up in unison. Including Su Yunyun, more than ten personal disciples all directed their confused gazes towards him at that precise instant!