I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1428: Who Doesnt Have Their Own Special Power

The venerable seniors, moments ago filled with unyielding determination, were suddenly struck dumb, their faces a mask of disbelief. They stood rooted to the spot, finding the sounds reaching their ears almost unbelievable.

Is that all?

How could anyone possibly offer such a dismissive judgment when confronted with such a terrifying aura?

Dear sir!

That is the bloodline divine ability of the Demon Race! Among all supernatural powers, the might the Demon Race exhibited at this moment far surpassed their previous displays. The profound and daunting aura that emanated was leagues beyond ordinary inherited divine abilities.

Merely sensing the residual shockwaves from the initial impact, Lei Qianjue felt himself teetering on the brink of despair!

He intimately understood the sheer terror associated with the Demon Race's divine abilities.

If one were to confront it directly...

Unless...

Unless one possessed a heaven-defying talent, enabling them to shatter the barrier of the Initial Law stage and ascend to the Law Completion realm. Only then might a sliver of a chance arise to grasp a divine ability and forge one's own Great Dao!

Even then, the relative strength of a comprehended divine ability versus a bloodline divine ability would hinge upon innate talent and comprehension; declaring a definitive victor would be a monumental task!

However.

The Law Completion of the Desolate Realm remains such an ethereal concept. It has only been whispered about in the legends dating back to the Desolate Antiquity Era, when the Immortal Path was first unveiled. Even a prodigy as exceptional as Jiang Yuan, who slept for eons, has not yet discerned even a hint of that fleeting opportunity.

To achieve the legendary Desolate Realm Law Completion is the sole path that might permit the comprehension of one's own divine ability, and this is merely the most basic prerequisite to even contemplate challenging the nine great Demon Races in their current state.

It is no exaggeration to assert that the bloodline divine abilities of the Demon Race stand as the most formidable in this era.

Even if they were reluctant to acknowledge it, this was the undeniable truth.

And at this precise moment.

Lu Qingshan uttered words dripping with such contempt, as if he were gazing upon common street refuse. His tone conveyed utter disinterest, as though he lacked the very energy to bother.

Even with the knowledge that Shadow Island possessed an extraordinary lineage and that Grandmaster Lu held significant influence, was this tone not excessively preposterous?

Could it be that witnessing the formidable power of the Demon Race had caused Grandmaster Lu to speak in a state of fright, uttering nonsensical words?

Or perhaps he was deliberately adopting a posture of disdain simply to bolster the soldiers' flagging morale?

Lei Qianjue’s expression was one of profound complexity, waves of shock and uncertainty rippling across his features.

His initial assumption was that the powerful figures of Shadow Island possessed unfathomable depths, and that even with the Demon Race displaying such overwhelming might, a faint glimmer of hope might still exist, which was why he had contemplated a fight to the death.

Now, upon hearing these outrageous pronouncements, he could not help but feel a pang of deep-seated sorrow.

Could it be that even their final bastion of hope had truly been extinguished?

At this realization.

Lei Qianjue’s countenance grew increasingly sorrowful, his eyes burning with utter reluctance!

At that exact instant.

Another voice joined the fray, its tone even more nonchalant.

Who says it isn’t?

It is merely a divine ability; is it truly worthy of such arrogance? In my estimation, their divine ability is quite ordinary. It appears these demons have not experienced much of the world.

Merely ordinary, have not experienced much of the world...

These few phrases instantly ignited Lei Qianjue's temper, and the eyes of the other ancient seniors widened to the size of saucers.

Were it not for their resolute Dao hearts, they would likely have erupted in curses right then and there!

Grandmaster Lu, after all, was a founding elder of Shadow Island. Even if his words seemed bizarre, there should have been an underlying reasoning that common folk could not grasp.

But the tone and the manner of speech employed right now were simply too much.

Even more so than Grandmaster Lu!

That casual phrasing lacked even the most basic modicum of respect. Anyone unaware of the situation might easily mistake them for discussing livestock, like cattle, sheep, pigs, or dogs, fit to be slaughtered at will!

One could only wonder who was engaging in such an act of exhibitionism this time, utterly oblivious to the vastness of the world.

Speechless, several of them raised their gazes toward the source of the utterance, only to be rendered utterly astonished once more.

The one who had spoken was none other than Wu Yonghong!

How had this elder of Shadow Island also begun to spout such absurdity?!

The four ancient seniors suddenly found themselves in an awkward impasse, completely unsure of how to process the situation.

After staring blankly for a few moments.

Lei Qianjue descended deeper into bewilderment, until his gaze landed upon Wu Yonghong's serene smile. It did not convey an appearance of forced composure, but rather an incredibly natural state of languidness, as if he were observing some trivial spectacle.

Abruptly.

Lei Qianjue felt as if a veil had been lifted. A sudden flash of insight struck him, and his heart began to pound with accelerated rhythm.

Grandmaster Wu, what makes you say that?

Could it be...?

Before their questions could be fully voiced.

Wu Yonghong dismissively waved a hand, halting the murmurs. He then flicked away some earwax from his fingertip. As he slowly advanced, a brilliant, multicolored light began to wreathe his form, making him appear as a divine being descending upon the mortal realm.

Swish!

In a mere instant, he had taken his stance silently, dozens of feet before the nine formidable demon leaders!

The formidable residual might from the Demon Race's earlier divine ability attack was utterly incapable of breaching his defense. The swirling, multicolored Dao rhythm converged with the encroaching demonic energy, holding its ground without yielding an inch!

Upon witnessing this spectacle.

Lei Qianjue's eyes ignited with brilliance, and his breath caught in his throat!

Hiss...

The gazes of the several senior figures widened in unison, nearly freezing them in place. Behind them, the cultivators of Cloud Star could only stare in stunned silence, while Jiang Yuan, whose complexion had been ashen moments before, now saw sharp glimmers flicker within his eyes.

The prior arrogance displayed by the opposing Demon Race abruptly ceased.

This turn of events surpassed all expectations, leaving the entire assembly utterly speechless in its wake!

The eyes of the nine great demons bulged, leaving them momentarily unable to process the situation.

Before them.

Wu Yonghong stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze serene as he looked upward.

It is merely a divine ability; I possess one as well.

Is this sort of trivial trick worthy of all your clamor? I observe your divine ability, and it does not seem particularly potent. Quickly now, make your move, as this old man has a movie to return to watching.

His casual declaration rendered the entire audience dumbfounded!

The somber and tragic atmosphere that had permeated the scene, along with the Demon Race's smug confidence, vanished instantly, replaced by Wu Yonghong's radiant presence that seemed to illuminate the very heavens and earth.

Even though they had witnessed divine abilities before, seeing Wu Yonghong confront the Demon Race's bloodline divine ability and hold his own was truly exceptional!

At this precise moment.

Every single eye present trembled!

The nine formidable demon leaders remained rooted to the spot, their minds in disarray, unsure if they were overwhelmed by shock, incapable of reaction, or simply restraining their immediate impulse to attack.

Instead, they exchanged covert glances, transmitting messages to one another, their surprise evident even in their silent communication!

This! This is utterly inconceivable!

How can his divine ability be so formidable, matching ours without disadvantage?!

Why do these humans invariably conceal potent trump cards? Why does a sense of foreboding grip me?

Observing the sudden shift in momentum, the High Priest in the sky narrowed his eyes. While he made sure to offer flattery to the Demon Venerable, his words also conveyed a sense of urgency.

Leaders, there is absolutely no need for alarm!

This is but a minor unforeseen event. All is proceeding according to the Lord's grand design, and the overall plan remains firmly within our grasp. Simply launch a coordinated assault together, and there is no way this singular human can withstand it!

His pronouncement jolted them back from their daze.

Upon hearing this, the nine great demon leaders exchanged meaningful glances, and a surge of killing intent flared fiercely in their eyes!

That is correct! No matter how powerful he is individually, one person cannot fend off multiple attackers!

For a human to possess such aptitude is truly unprecedented. Nonetheless, he is ultimately merely an anomaly. With only one of him, it is utterly impossible for him to disrupt the overarching plan!

Even without engaging in direct combat, the giants of the Demon Race sensed a palpable threat upon witnessing Wu Yonghong's extraordinary divine ability. This was an unprecedented situation, and it could not help but instill a sliver of panic within them!

Even the mightiest among them, the Underworld Emperor, continuously let out deep, guttural roars from his immense form!

Let us cease further words and strike swiftly!

Fortunately, there is only this single anomalous human; otherwise, the tide of this battle would have turned against us...

Before he could even finish speaking.

The Underworld Emperor's eyes suddenly darkened, and the massive pincers he was waving froze mid-strike!

Within his field of vision.

Figures began to emerge consecutively from the human contingent, making their way deliberately towards Wu Yonghong.

First among them was Lu Qingshan, who offered a smile that crinkled his eyes, subsequently pocketing his ear pick and letting out a yawn.

Yawn...

Indeed, these demons possess remarkably limited foresight.

As his words concluded, spectral apparitions filled the sky behind Lu Qingshan. His colossal, thousand-zhang-tall form seemed to pierce through the dense black clouds, his legs resembling immense pillars supporting the heavens. Even the Nine Great Fiends were compelled to gaze upward at him!

Immediately following him.

A woman, who had previously garnered little attention, rolled up her sleeves and proceeded forward with a slow gait. Muttering under her breath, her eyes conveyed a sense of mild vexation, resembling that of a simple village woman.

"Who says I don't have a divine ability?"

"You've been showing off this little trick for ages? You're truly holding me up from weeding the Mister's vegetable patch! Don't just stand there, let's finish this quickly. I'm in a rush to be done so I can go back to dancing!"

The middle-aged woman appeared entirely ordinary, even possessing a slight accent.

Yet, this common-looking human suddenly unleashed an unfathomable aura. The vegetable basket in her hand radiated a desolate, ancient power, akin to a supreme treasure, which similarly halted the demonic divine abilities in their tracks!

The trio stood resolute before the demons. For a fleeting moment, their imposing presence rivaled that of the Nine Great Fiends!

The entire assembly was rendered speechless.

The humans who emerged one after another not only showcased divine abilities but could also withstand the formidable pressure from the Nine Great Fiends. This was utterly astounding!

Could it be that their mastery over divine abilities had now surpassed bloodline abilities?

Was it truly as they claimed, that mere divine abilities were insignificant!

What utter foolishness!

The colossal demons and the High Priest watched with eyes wide in shock. Even the pair of blood-red eyes lurking in the deepest darkness opened, gleaming with doubt and astonishment!

Within the human ranks.

Lei Qianjue and the other ancient predecessors finally grasped the reason, but their minds reeled. Their expressions were vacant, rendered entirely speechless.

The entire battlefield seemed to freeze in time.

Only Jiang Yuan, observing from a distance, moved forward with a wavering step, his eyes filled with yearning. He fixated on the battlefield, murmuring in a trembling voice!

"As expected... as expected!"

"The elders of the Shadow Isle have indeed grasped their respective divine abilities and forged their own Great Daos! In this conflict, our human race holds a chance for victory!"

As his quiet words echoed in all directions.

Thousands of individuals were jolted from their daze, one by one. A wave of shock, like a spreading plague, swept through the entire crowd, accompanied by endless gasps of cold air. The entirety of the Land of Darkness erupted in a frenzy!