I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1427: Uttering Wild Remarks

With the ferocity of roaring thunder, the nine great demon leaders initiated the assault!

Two of them, hailing from the Phantom Spirit Stealth Clan and the Two-Faced Demon Clan—both masters of rapid movement—appeared before Elder Lu in the blink of an eye.

One bore a massive staff, several dozen feet in length, while the other readied sharpened claw-like fingers. Their bodies were enveloped in a terrifying demonic energy, like phantom flames, as they launched a pincer attack from both the left and right sides.

It appeared Elder Lu was on the verge of being utterly obliterated!

In that fleeting, lightning-fast instant.

Suddenly!

Two figures materialized on either flank of Elder Lu. Intercepting with a fist and a palm respectively, they met the terrifying killing moves of the two demon leaders head-on, forcefully halting their imminent fatal strike!

Four potent auras collided and intertwined, sending sonic booms reverberating throughout the oppressive darkness!

Bang!

In that moment, shockwaves even more potent than before erupted outwards in all directions. The clashing tides of Desolate Ancient power surged straight towards the dark clouds, resembling an ascending meteor shower that illuminated the countless terrified faces of the armies arrayed on both sides!

Following this single clash, the shockwaves rocked the demonic dark city with even greater violence, accompanied by cries of agony that rose one after another.

As the swirling smoke and dust began to dissipate.

The four figures locked in a stalemate became clearly visible to all present.

The two demon leaders were relentlessly unleashing their cultivation power, yet their assaults could not advance even a single inch. Conversely, the two aged men who had suddenly appeared maintained a completely serene demeanor, as if they had not even exerted their full might.

Witnessing this spectacle, the military formations of both factions were consumed by shock and utter disbelief!

This tense standoff endured for merely a few breaths.

The two demon leaders displayed even greater astonishment in their eyes as they violently retreated, assuming a solemn, defensive posture. The other demon leaders positioned behind them also regarded the scene with peculiar expressions, exchanging bewildered glances.

To have thwarted the attacks of those two with such apparent ease, how was this even conceivable?

The cultivation level of these two humans must surely be at the Desolate Realm Initial Law stage at the very least!

Could it be that there are other supreme experts? Did the High Priest's prophecy truly come to pass?

Including these two newcomers, humanity now boasts a total of four existences at the Desolate Realm Initial Law stage. While this number is considerably less than our own race possesses, it is nonetheless remarkable. How can mere humans command such a formidable foundation?!

One strange occurrence follows another. Might there be even more formidable experts hidden amongst them?

Amidst their escalating bewilderment, the expressions of the nine demon leaders grew increasingly complex. Their initial vanguard assault having been repelled, they commenced a thorough evaluation of the human ranks.

Within mere breaths, the demon leaders collectively adopted somber expressions, and the atmosphere thickened with a palpable seriousness.

The demon army itself was even more taken aback by this abrupt turn of events, their gazes fixed intently upon the handful of elders positioned on the battlefield.

Under the scrutinizing gaze of the demons.

Grandmaster Lu remained as placid and unassuming as ever. Lu Qingshan and Wu Yonghong, who had so recently intervened, also bore expressions of relaxed indifference.

They casually brushed away any residual traces of Desolate Ancient power from their hands and directed their attention towards the assembled demon leaders.

Juan and the elders were absolutely correct. You demons truly lack any semblance of martial honor; your initial move is to employ sheer numbers to overwhelm the few with a cowardly surprise attack!

Shameless demons, allow us two old brothers to engage in a brief training session with you!

As their pronouncements faded into the air.

Several more individuals emerged steadily from the ranks behind them. Along with Lei Qianjue and three other ancient powerhouses, there was a middle-aged woman dressed in simple attire, resembling nothing more than an ordinary market vendor.

The composition of this contingent was undeniably peculiar, presenting a rather unusual sight when viewed collectively.

However, given that their surprise offensive had already been nullified, and the opposing side now issued a direct verbal challenge, their actions and bearing were infused with an undeniable confidence. It strongly suggested they possessed considerable hidden strength.

Involuntarily, the expressions of the nine demon leaders grew even more grave.

Even though the assembled lineup before them was highly unorthodox, drawing upon their tens of thousands of years of combat experience, they began to scrutinize each individual with utmost care, absolutely unwilling to underestimate the humans again.

Who could have predicted that after a few moments of cautious assessment, the astonishment within the demon leaders' eyes would deepen even further.

This...

These humans, their auras do not seem ordinary in the slightest!

To think that humanity could possess such a formidable foundation. We were undoubtedly careless moments ago and failed to perceive the presence of so many Desolate Realm Initial Law experts!

Damn it all! These humans are truly cunning, deliberately concealing their true power to feign weakness and strike with overwhelming force!

Thankfully, the High Priest's timely reminder prevented us from falling into their ambush!

The High Priest's wisdom is truly worthy of our deepest admiration.

In their astonishment, the demon leaders gazed upwards, their previous arrogance replaced entirely by respect as they nodded with awestruck eyes.

The High Priest, regaining some composure, offered a slight smile and clasped his hands in greeting.

You leaders are too kind.

This old man has merely seen a few more years pass and possesses a modicum of experience. Anticipating such a basic tactic of feigned weakness is hardly deserving of such high praise.

As he spoke, the High Priest turned and bowed, seizing the moment to lavishly praise the presence lurking within the dark clouds.

When it comes to true wisdom, no one in the entirety of the universe can possibly measure up to Lord Demon Venerable! These insignificant humans, surrounded yet oblivious, foolishly attempt to employ minor tricks to achieve victory. It is truly as if they are showing off a meager skill before a master, making themselves a complete laughingstock.

Little do they comprehend that against absolute power, their petty, sinister schemes are nothing more than the desperate delusions of ants, utterly devoid of effect!

Upon hearing these words.

The Demon Venerable, who had remained largely silent, found the High Priest's words quite agreeable and issued a calm command.

The High Priest's assessment is precisely accurate.

Even if these humans possess a certain foundation that slightly surpasses my expectations, it does not alter the overall outcome. At present, our race still commands the presence of nine great leaders, whereas they have only eight individuals. Judging by their vitalities, the most powerful among them does not exceed the Initial Law stage of the Desolate Realm at its Great Perfection. In terms of both numbers and cultivation, our race holds an undeniable superiority!

Furthermore, you are all the crème de la crème of our race. Your divine abilities and techniques are vastly superior to anything these humans could possibly muster. As long as you commit to a full-force assault, the conclusion of this battle is already predetermined!

Conclude these humans swiftly, and do not disappoint me further.

The High Priest bowed in humble deference, and the nine demon leaders were even more thoroughly convinced.

Your Excellency possesses unparalleled insight!

As their somber voices reverberated from the heavens, an even more chilling atmosphere descended upon the dark realm.

With a single decree, the battlefield was stabilized, and the crucial element for victory was identified. The Demon Venerable's wisdom and foresight were indeed beyond comparison. Without ever making a personal appearance, he had been orchestrating the entire strategy from within the command tent.

Instantly.

The collective mood of the demon army shifted, and their morale surged dramatically. A newfound confidence gleamed in the eyes of the nine demon leaders, imbuing them with significantly greater assurance.

Their tranquil smiles were a stark contrast to their previous boastful conceit; this was a confidence that emanated directly from their core.

The nine demon leaders exchanged glances, a shared understanding passing between them before they advanced in unison.

Boom!

An overwhelming sense of pressure, unlike anything previously felt, surged forward. The brief flicker of light in the sky moments before was utterly extinguished by an endless expanse of nether energy, its oppressive force blanketing both heaven and earth.

Their vanguard, the Underworld Emperor, let out a sinister, echoing laugh, the formidable pincers framing his maw emitting a terrifying luminescence.

Jie jie jie...

You humans are truly pathetic. Knowing your inferiority, you concealed numerous existences at the Initial Law stage of the Desolate Realm, even resorting to the gambit of feigning weakness!

Alas, relying solely on such tactics, you cannot possibly avert your fated destruction!

Our race is blessed with a formidable physical form, and we can even inherit divine abilities through our very bloodlines. This is the essence of innate strength; we are the supreme race, destined to command the universe.

The inherent disparity in talent ensures that you can never attain superior divine abilities, and it absolutely cannot be bridged by resorting to deceitful schemes. Today, we shall allow you ants to witness the true power of bloodline-inherited divine abilities!

Despair and tremble!!!

As the Underworld Emperor bellowed with laughter, the nine demon leaders simultaneously circulated their cultivation techniques.

Their already formidable auras ascended once more. Various phantom divine abilities were unleashed in their full glory, the pressure escalating by more than a single level compared to before. The Underworld Emperor's physical form also began to swell, transforming into a colossal ant, hundreds of feet in size, in the blink of an eye!

Enveloped in a resplendent, pitch-black radiance, they emanated a brilliance visible from afar, rivaling that of supreme treasures. The aura they exuded swept outwards like a raging tempest, instantaneously engulfing even the ordinary Minotaur demons positioned behind them!

Upon witnessing such terrifying beings, even though they were stationed thousands of miles away from the immediate conflict and merely observing through their divine senses, Luo Hongfei and the other Yunxing cultivators turned deathly pale, gripped by fear and feeling as insignificant as mere ants.

The disparity in power was simply insurmountable!

The mere shockwaves alone sent tremors through their vitality and blood, causing them to churn violently. Tens of thousands of years dedicated to cultivation felt like a fleeting moment, utterly insignificant, like dust adrift in a boundless ocean.

This was a confrontation within the higher echelons of the Desolate Realm.

Even Saints and experts of the Heaven-tier would face the risk of annihilation simply by bearing witness!

After a mere few breaths of observation from a distance, the cultivators from Yunxing were enveloped in a profound silence, frozen in place, immobile!

With bated breath, they could only watch, placing all their fervent hopes on Grandmaster Lu and the others, praying for an unforeseen miracle.

Yet, as Luo Hongfei and his companions strained their divine sense to its absolute limit, they discerned that even the four ancient predecessors wore expressions of grave concern!

On the desolate battlefield.

Lei Qianjue and his fellow Daoists fixed their gazes upon the colossal shadows that loomed before them. Despite their cultivation bases being fully restored, they were profoundly shaken by the terrifying divine abilities on display. To experience the lingering aura of such powers firsthand made them feel as if they stood before their most formidable adversaries!

His eyes locked onto the gigantic form of the Blood Ant leader, cold sweat began to trickle down Lei Qianjue's temples.

He quietly exchanged looks with his fellow Daoists, his expression growing increasingly solemn with each passing moment!

"So this is the legendary bloodline divine ability of the Demon Race..."

"Against beings of this caliber, I fear we stand no chance!"

The others’ faces also etched with apprehension, their aged fists tightened within their sleeves!

"Damn it all!"

"Why are these detestable demons possessed of such outrageous strength!"

"To think that Elder Jiang could vanquish one of them, proving even more formidable than when he severed the Demon Path in bygone days. He truly embodies his reputation as an ancient great sage. Today, his greatness is undeniable. I merely lament my own limited aptitude, which prevents me from slaying these demons and upholding the Dao!"

"My fellow Daoists, let us not falter. What significance does the Demon Race’s strength hold? Today, even if it means fighting until our last breath, we shall drag one of them down to the grave with us!"

"Precisely! It is true that we cannot prevail against these fiends in individual combat, but even if our souls are utterly annihilated, we must fight to grant the inhabitants of Shadow Isle a sliver of hope!"

"Preserving the hope of the Human Race is the sole action we can take, and it will make our arduous journey across eras to this present moment truly worthwhile!"

"As cultivators of our era, why should we harbor any fear of battle!!!"

Witnessing the nine formidable demon fiends unleash their divine abilities, their terrifying phantoms ascending to the heavens and shaking the very earth, the ancient predecessors acknowledged the dire circumstances and had already resolved to fight to their very end!

That unmistakable expression of absolute determination brought forth tears from the eyes of countless cultivators. Regardless of the battle's ultimate outcome, their gazes were filled with profound reverence. Should they be fortunate enough to survive, they vowed to perpetuate the chronicle of this epic clash for all eternity, ensuring that subsequent generations would forever remember the supreme magnificence of these ancient sages!

Meanwhile, on the side of the Demon Race.

Observing the sorrowful yet valiant resolve that permeated the human ranks, the demons unveiled cruel and hideous grins. It was as if the tragic desperation of other races was the sole catalyst capable of igniting their fighting spirit, allowing them to revel in their inherent, bloodthirsty depravity.

High above, amidst the dark clouds that permeated the sky.

The High Priest displayed a subtle smile, while the Demon Venerable began to retract his oppressive aura, clearly anticipating the overwhelming victory that was imminent and preparing his departure.

It was precisely at this pivotal juncture, marked by such starkly contrasting emotions of sorrow and triumph.

On the blood-soaked battlefield.

Lu Qingshan, who stood composedly amongst the assembled human experts, casually uttered a remark.

"Sigh..."

"I had believed the Demon Race possessed some truly terrifying might, that they would offer a genuine challenge. I thought I might finally get a chance to truly exert myself, but in the end, this is all there is?"

"This… this is it?"

His voice, though gentle, was almost imperceptible amidst the cacophony of monstrous power on the battlefield. Yet, it possessed an uncanny resonance, echoing persistently in the ears of the ancient predecessors.

In an instant.

Lei Qianjue stood dumbfounded.

The colleagues beside him also turned to each other, their faces mirroring a bewildered astonishment, as if they had just encountered a specter from the beyond!