I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1433: Totem, Grant Me Your Aid
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A somber voice echoed, as an unending stream of demonic essence surged into the Demon Venerable's being. The supreme divine art, previously unmastered, was forcibly unleashed by the Demon Venerable, causing his aura to ascend to an unimaginably terrifying level.
Within mere moments.
The Demon Venerable's form contorted and expanded, soaring to a height of a hundred zhang. The immense pressure that descended shattered more than half of the demon capital below, causing it to crumble!
This drastic transformation sent the remaining soldiers of the various demon tribes into disarray, their cries of shock echoing.
Concurrently, the High Priest, swaying precariously, wore a grave expression!
"This..."
"My Lord has disregarded the backlash to forcefully awaken the Demonic Source Dao Fetus. While he may now possess a sliver of Demonic God power, enough to defeat that human woman, our grand ambition to rule the universe will undoubtedly be postponed."
"The cost of such an action is truly immense!"
"That woman is actually this tyrannical?!"
The High Priest was utterly astonished, struggling to comprehend the pressure the Demon Venerable must have faced to resort to such desperate measures, and even less able to fathom the cultivation realm Yun Yaoyao had truly attained!Just as myriad beings trembled in fear.
The Demon Venerable's ghastly visage was revealed, his gaze sweeping across the pitch-black void around him with a twisted smile.
"Jie jie jie..."
"This is the slight power of a Demonic God, it is truly magnificent!"
However, his self-satisfaction was fleeting, lasting only a few breaths before he sensed the formidable power coursing through him beginning to wane. His physical form strained, barely able to withstand the immense force.The fleeting, glorious moment was drawing to a close, to be succeeded by an indeterminate span of years dedicated to arduous cultivation and consolidation, requiring an immeasurable accumulation of resources.
This price was undeniably exorbitant.
Abruptly, the Demon Venerable’s eyes blazed with fury as he glared at Yun Yaoyao, a savage killing intent flickering within them!
"You human! To force this seat to such a degree, even if your soul and spirit are utterly annihilated, it will barely soothe the hatred festering in this seat's heart!"
As he declared this.
The Demon Venerable moved with blinding speed, his passage tearing the void into countless fissures!
No one could perceive his movement; not even Master Lu and the others noticed. The Demon Venerable had already materialized before Yun Yaoyao, his obsidian ten fingers contorting into claws, unleashing a terrifying surge of demonic essence!
He was poised to strike directly at her head!
At this intensely critical juncture.
Yun Yaoyao’s left hand, which held her sword, finally stirred. She lifted it slightly, and without drawing the blade, a fearsome sword gleam erupted, bisecting the Demon Venerable’s form as if it were the dawn sun stretching across ten thousand miles!
"Swish!"
A sharp sound cut through the air.
The Demon Venerable’s main body was cleaved in twain!
The boundless sword light continued its trajectory, pulverizing all in its path. Even the grand towers of the demon capital were sliced asunder by this single sword strike!
Instantly.
A profound silence enveloped the entire battlefield!
The Demon Venerable's expression was one of utter bewilderment. After a few stunned breaths, he nodded, observing his lower half plummet to the ground, his bloodshot eyes trembling in shock!
With a mere glance.
The Demon Venerable recoiled thousands of miles, shuddering and roaring in disbelief!
"Impossible!"
"This is utterly impossible!!!"
It was beyond comprehension!The disparity in cultivation between the two was simply astronomical. The supreme cultivation technique the Demon Venerable prided himself on couldn't even compel his opponent to unsheathe her sword. A casual gesture from her had nearly severed his head.
This abyssal gulf instantly shattered the Demon Venerable's self-assurance, plunging him into a state of existential doubt, causing him to lose his composure and erupt in roars!
This pathetic display utterly stunned the entirety of the demon race. Their high and mighty Lord Demon Venerable had never appeared so defeated. Including the High Priest, the remaining tribal members watched with ashen faces, their convictions visibly crumbling.
However, regardless of the gazes cast by his kin.
The Demon Venerable could not spare them a thought at this moment. Within his trembling, bloodshot eye, only unprecedented shock resided. He stared intently at Yun Yaoyao's exquisite form for several breaths, and suddenly, his body stiffened!
"You!"
"You are definitely more than just at the Desolate Realm Dharma Completion Stage. Not even a Great Perfection cultivator could injure this seat's partially formed Demonic God body!"
"Could it be... you are a god?!"
The instant these words escaped, the two sides, already trembling incessantly, were utterly shocked!
A god?
Even in legends, such beings were illusory; virtually no one could confirm their existence in the world.
The Nine Heavens Sword Maiden standing before him had ascended to godhood?!
Before the thousands of beings on the ground could even process the revelation, the Demon Venerable's expression suddenly faltered.
Gazing upon Yun Yaoyao's serene, unmoving countenance, a wild glint appeared in his eyes as if a realization struck him. Even with only half his body remaining and his demonic source continuously seeping away, he let out a ferocious laugh!
"Heaven favors me, Heaven favors me!"
"This seat initially hesitated to unleash my race's ultimate trump card, fearing the immense consumption. To think I would encounter you! This is truly a heaven-sent opportunity!"
"As long as this seat succeeds in slaying a god and irrigates my demonic body with divine blood, not only will the expenditure be replenished, but I can also cultivate the Demonic Source Dao Fetus to completion in one swift move. What a monumental gain!"
"Regardless of your superior cultivation, within my race's sacred lands, this seat is an eternal and indestructible entity. I possess an infinite demonic source to entangle you, and even if it means forcibly draining myself, I will drag you down until your strength is completely depleted!"
The Demon Venerable guffawed maniacally, his entire being churning with demonic power.
The remaining half of his body sprawled across the sky, appearing monstrously imposing. His demeanor was far more unhinged than anything witnessed before, striking palpable fear into the hearts of all beings below.
At this juncture.
The Demon Venerable finally displayed a grotesque state, completely devolving into a raving lunatic!
In the subsequent moment.
The Demon Venerable raised his hands towards the heavens, his face imbued with piety as he uttered solemnly.
"Lord Totem!"
"Our race's fated moment is upon us; the attainment of divinity is imminent. I implore you, Lord, to aid me, to mold my demonic form with the Black Spring Divine Source!"
Witnessing this fanatical, do-or-die state, the demons grew even more fervent. The air thrummed with an endless killing intent, causing Master Lu and the others to clench their jaws nervously, sensing an impending catastrophe.
However, after a few breaths passed.
There was not the slightest celestial anomaly in the sky. Thousands of demons exchanged bewildered glances. The Demon Venerable's outstretched hands froze mid-air, his face contorting in surprise and confusion.
"Lord Totem?"
"I beseech your aid!"
Several consecutive roars yielded no change whatsoever.
Suddenly.
The atmosphere grew palpably awkward, and the Demon Venerable's single, blood-red pupil widened with mounting astonishment and bewilderment!
Seeing his demonic source continuously draining, and even his physical form beginning to dissolve, the enigmatic Lord Totem remained absent, showing no inclination to intervene, vanishing as mysteriously as he had recently.
A wave of panic washed over the Demon Venerable!
"Lord Totem!!!"
The reverence in his tone diminished significantly, replaced by outright panic. Yet, even his deep, desperate calls elicited no response.
As his body progressively transformed into wisps of smoke, with even his chest starting to dissipate.
The Demon Venerable grew increasingly desperate, his curses laced with sheer terror!
"Lord Totem, why do you not descend to assist me!"
"Slaying a god and achieving the Dao is within reach! At this pivotal juncture, why do you refuse to appear!!!"
"You wretched old fiend!"
"Why!!!"
Until his very last vestiges.
As all his demonic source disintegrated, the Demon Venerable's form nearly vanished entirely. Though his single eye and blood-red pupil blazed with unyielding resentment, he dissipated into smoke before the public's horrified gaze.
Even in his final lingering moments, the Demon Venerable perished with profound, eternal regret!
Observing the Demon Venerable's demise, and witnessing the Lord Totem's continued absence, the faith of the entire demon race crumbled. The High Priest's face turned ashen, and the assorted tribes instantly scattered like frightened ants.
In under a few breaths' time.
With their spirits soaring, the disparate human tribes launched a fierce assault against the demon race, eradicating that persistent wellspring of calamity in a single, decisive blow!
Amidst the jubilant atmosphere.
Master Lu and his cohorts guided the throng in a solemn bow, offering their gratitude to the heavens.
Yun Yaoyao, maintaining her signature frosty elegance, parted her crimson lips slightly and distorted the very fabric of space to depart.
"There is no need for further explanation."
"I did not come here to participate in my Master's grand design, but merely to fulfill a personal obligation."
As her melodious voice dissipated, the assembled multitude was left utterly stupefied.
Even long after everyone had finally regained their composure and the Nine Heavens Sword Maiden had long since faded from view, the profound impact of her pronouncement continued to resonate, refusing to dissipate.
Unbeknownst to all, an indeterminate amount of time elapsed before the crowd, as if jolted from a trance, finally seemed to return to the present.
Their countenances were etched with sheer astonishment and utter perplexity.
"A 'Master's grand design'?"
"Could it be that the Nine Heavens Sword Maiden actually addresses someone as her Master?!"
"Then, who on earth could this revered Master possibly be?"
Innumerable powerful human cultivators cried out in bewildered unison, their hearts pounding erratically for an extended period.
Only Grandmaster Lu and his immediate circle offered knowing, enigmatic smiles.
"In this entire world, the sole individual capable of eliciting such a title from a figure like her is likely none other than the Master himself."