I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1455: Hope

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A sudden darkness engulfs the world, baffling cultivators and experts. Months turn into years, and with the sun gone, the Cloud Planet withers. As despair sets in and the population dwindles, Wei Donghai, searching for answers, discovers a city being massacred by powerful, shadowy figures. Enraged, he charges into battle.
For years, Wei Donghai had sought the sun in vain, witnessing all life wither due to his inadequate strength. A profound guilt had long burdened his heart, yet the tragic scene unfolding before him now was utterly unbearable! Even though the chilling black figures exuded a formidable aura that he could barely contend with, and even if it meant a fight to the death, he absolutely refused to stand by as his kin were brutally slaughtered! With a heart resolute for a final stand, Wei Donghai descended into the city, his sword aimed directly at the shadowy entity before him. Unexpectedly. With a single, decisive sword stroke, that being of immense power was split asunder on the spot! *Crack!* The sharp sound of impact stunned Wei Donghai and caused the surrounding dark masses to turn their attention back. Wei Donghai's face was etched with disbelief and confusion. He had never imagined that with his currently weakened cultivation, he could still unleash such potent sword intent, capable of obliterating a powerful black shadow with a mere strike. Gazing intently at the longsword in his grasp, a flicker of remembrance ignited, and his eyes lit up with a pleasant surprise. This sword... The very sword bestowed upon me by Brother Yi that day is astonishingly potent! Suddenly realizing the immense power of the longsword surpassed his previous comprehension, Wei Donghai was filled with exhilaration. His battle spirit ignited, and he charged into the throng of dark figures, his sword a blur. Moments followed where sword light erupted, vividly illuminating the desolate surroundings multiple times over. Where the gleam of his blade passed, only scattered remains were left behind. With each swing of his longsword, Wei Donghai's confidence grew, and his resolve solidified as he single-handedly annihilated the entire contingent of shadowy assailants! A significant span of time, roughly several breaths, elapsed. Those cultivators who had narrowly escaped expressed their boundless gratitude, while Wei Donghai finally exhaled a powerful release of pent-up frustration! However, as his gaze fell upon the mangled black shadows strewn across the ground, their lingering terrifying aura still sent shivers down his spine. The fleeting bravery he'd felt moments before evaporated, replaced by a creeping sense of dread. If not for this divine sword, he feared his life would have ended and his Dao extinguished! This hard-won victory was solely attributed to the sheer sharpness of a divine weapon! As clarity returned, a cascade of unsettling questions began to surface in Wei Donghai's mind, stirring an inexplicable sense of panic. He was so preoccupied that he barely registered the thanks of the surrounding cultivators. These shadowy beings were simply too formidable, far more so than he could have faced even in his prime. Fortunately, only a handful were present at this juncture. Had more appeared, he feared that even with a divine weapon, his spiritual energy would have been insufficient to sustain the fight! In these times, natural calamities ran rampant, and all life was fading. How could such overwhelmingly powerful entities suddenly emerge? Contemplating this, his expression grew increasingly grim. This situation is truly perplexing... On the entirety of Cloud Planet, I suspect few individuals could confront these threats. If they have allies, it would spell utter ruin for Cloud Planet! I must relay this urgent matter to my fellow Daoists! Burdened by shock and suspicion, Wei Donghai dared not linger, hastily ascending towards his former secluded village! Not long after. Upon his return to the mountain hamlet, Wei Donghai witnessed his fellow Daoists already caught in a desperate struggle, with some succumbing to their wounds right before his eyes. Fortunately, his senior brother Zui Wuya also possessed a divine sword, enabling him to secure a hard-fought victory. A group of elders, visibly drained, settled onto the ground. After a prolonged period of regulating their breaths, their expressions remained somber. Ancient Saint Luo Hongfei surveyed his injured companions and declared with a deep, resonant voice. Fellow Daoists. With both natural disasters and man-made calamities unfolding concurrently, Cloud Planet stands at a precipice of life and death. These dark entities are far too tyrannical for human strength to overcome. We must consolidate all our might; only then might we stand a chance of safeguarding all life on Cloud Planet! His declaration was met with immediate accord from everyone present. In an instant, all the secluded elders departed in various directions, their spiritual energy surging outwards without restraint, while simultaneously dispatching numerous transmission messages to contact the major surviving factions across Cloud Planet. Within a few short hours.

An alliance was forged by the remaining cultivators of Cloud Planet, with their leaders converging in a remote village. Despite their diverse origins and past conflicts, all animosities were set aside at this critical moment. From the highest to the lowest ranks, a unified decision was made: to defend Cloud Planet with the aid of two divine swords.

However, the unfolding reality proved far more harrowing than they had initially conceived.

Coinciding with the formation of the Cloud Planet Alliance, shadowy creatures began to materialize across the major immortal continents. Numerous immortal sects and prominent reclusive clans were obliterated in an instant, utterly defenseless against the onslaught!

Even distant planets within the vast sea of stars met a similar fate, succumbing to the same brutal extermination.

In a mere three days, from the smallest subsidiary worlds to the largest mortal planets, over half were systematically destroyed, transforming into desolate, lifeless celestial bodies!

The inhabitants of Cloud Planet remained oblivious to this catastrophic unfolding of events.

Meanwhile, the alliance they had painstakingly assembled convened in the secluded village, fortifying the surrounding mountains, rivers, and wastelands for their final stand!

Following yet another fierce engagement, the ranks of the cultivators were decimated, with tens of thousands either dead or gravely wounded.

This pyrrhic victory, though agonizingly costly, offered a glimmer of hope to the collective cultivators.

Wielding their divine swords, Zui Wuya and Wei Donghai once again turned the tide, invigorating the alliance's resolve. Simultaneously, a crucial discovery was made: the mutated corpses of the black shadow creatures, when refined, yielded a substantial amount of spiritual energy!

Several years after the sun's disappearance, humanity appeared to have stumbled upon a desperate lifeline. By leveraging the power of the divine swords to hunt the black shadows, they could harvest spiritual energy to revitalize their dwindling cultivation bases.

Regrettably, the spiritual energy extracted from the black shadows felled by just two divine swords was woefully insufficient. For the entirety of the human race, it was akin to a single drop in an immense ocean.

After a fleeting moment of elation, all eyes inevitably turned back to the two divine swords.

The enemy's might is overwhelming, and our forces are weak. It is uncertain how much longer we can endure.

Despite the myriad of hardships and perils, surrender is not an option. We must defend Cloud Planet to the bitter end, even if it means our last breath!

These black shadows are unfathomably powerful. Engaging them invariably leads to casualties. The spiritual energy salvaged from their remains is currently insufficient to sustain us; our future appears bleak!

From whence did these divine swords originate? Might there be others like them?

As hushed discussions subsided, the formidable figures from all factions directed their gaze towards Wei Donghai and Zui Wuya.

Both men offered faint shakes of their heads, their eyes betraying a profound sense of regret.

The swords we possess were a gift from Brother Yi. It is highly improbable that we will acquire any more.

Brother Yi's cultivation ascends to extraordinary heights. Were he present, our chances of victory might be somewhat improved. It is a tragedy that his whereabouts remain so elusive; he has always been like a mythical dragon, seen but never truly grasped. Now, no one knows his current location.

The spiritual energy on Cloud Planet has diminished to such a critical state, and we cultivators are all fighting for mere survival. I fear even Brother Yi might have...

As his words trailed off, his voice sank lower and lower.

A palpable sense of desolation permeated the atmosphere, audible to all present. The hope that had flickered within their hearts was extinguished, leaving them with no recourse but to exhale a collective sigh.

Sigh...

At this precarious juncture, where life and death hung in the balance, a meager sliver of hope was insufficient to fully rekindle their fighting spirit. Consequently, some individuals began to reminisce about past glories, recalling specific peerless experts renowned for their formidable cultivation.

If only that Master Lu from days past were still among us, perhaps we would stand a better chance of emerging victorious from this conflict.

Master Lu? You refer to the one who attained enlightenment in the esoteric Dao of Feces?

Precisely! If that venerated senior were here, confronting these shadowy abominations, he might possess the strength to offer a meaningful resistance!

These assertions hold true! Master Lu's cultivation is of an unfathomable depth, and his affiliated faction, the Shadow Isles, is also teeming with burgeoning talents. Our human race still harbors formidable individuals and shall not be vanquished thus!

As these words were spoken, a gradual luminescence began to manifest in everyone's eyes. The nascent spark of hope rapidly ignited, burgeoning into a raging inferno, reigniting their resolve for battle!

Esteemed Daoists, your words resonate with truth. Our human race will never succumb to oblivion!

Even if our current cultivation levels fall short, as long as we fight valiantly, creating opportunities for Brothers Wei and Zui to strike down the shadow demons with their divine swords, we can continue to refine spiritual energy. By advancing in successive waves and demonstrating unwavering perseverance, eventually, someone will undoubtedly recover their lost cultivation!

This elder is prepared to offer his very flesh and blood for a sliver of hope for our race's future! It is this seat’s sworn duty! We pledge to defend Cloud Planet until our final breath, never yielding! As these fiery declarations reverberated and spread, the cultivators caught in this dire predicament were ignited with the most intense passion. The very survival of the seemingly fragile human race until this moment was a testament to their innate tenacity and the resolve embedded deep within their beings. Regardless of any past internal strife, when the survival of their entire race hung in the balance, someone would invariably rise to bear the immense responsibility, spilling their final drop of blood for the world's greater welfare. This perfectly encapsulated the proverb that opportune moments forge heroes. This was not merely the unshakeable spirit of humanity, but also the steadfast martial spirit inherited through countless generations! Upon hearing the thunderous cheers that filled his ears, the greatly fatigued Wei Donghai suddenly felt an infusion of vitality coursing through him, an indescribable boiling within his blood. Casting his gaze once more towards the inky blackness of the night sky, he spoke with an unshakeable resolve. "The human race shall never be annihilated!" "Shadow Island and Master Lu will never be conquered by the Black Demons!"