Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?-Chapter 835 - 861 I am from the Human Race
Chapter 835: Chapter 861 I am from the Human Race Chapter 835: Chapter 861 I am from the Human Race In the boundless darkness,
a giant swung his axe fiercely and slashed towards Su Qianyuan.
He uttered no superfluous words, his intention was purely to annihilate Su Qianyuan.
Facing him, Su Qianyuan’s heart trembled as he sensed a mortal threat. He dared not be careless, deploying the Law of Phase and Territory, his figure morphing to match the size of the giant ahead, and he swung his fist to fight back.
Bang! Bang! Bang!!
Su Qianyuan’s fists collided with the blade of the axe, ringing out with the sound of metal striking stone.
After one strike, Su Qianyuan’s entire body was forced to retreat hundreds of steps, but he remained unharmed.
In contrast, the giant ‘Pan Ju’ stood stationary with his huge axe, not moving an inch.
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After this exchange,
Pan Ju did not launch another attack. Instead, his gaze was locked tightly on Su Qianyuan, his eyes filled with a wild and ancient aura.
“Mortal, why do you carry the aura of the Wu Clan?!!”
Pan Ju spoke thus.
As soon as he spoke, his voice turned into rolling soundwaves that shook the vast expanse of darkness.
Even Su Qianyuan’s eardrums buzzed painfully, finding it very unpleasant.
For a moment, he was bewildered and unable to answer Pan Ju.
However, Pan Ju grew impatient.
“Enough, if you refuse to speak, then let me annihilate you. All the information will naturally reveal itself!”
With that, he raised his axe and charged, intending to slay Su Qianyuan.
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Facing the crisis, Su Qianyuan quickly recovered his wits. With a wave of his hand, an axe appeared in his grasp, the very treasure bestowed upon him by Chu Yuan.
He understood that the person before him was his Saintly ordeal, and only by overcoming this opponent could he achieve sainthood.
Thus, Su Qianyuan did not hold back. He turned to confront, wielding the giant axe in the desire to fight his adversary.
Two colossal giants, each millions of feet tall, began fighting in the endless darkness.
Every swing of Pan Ju’s axe was immensely heavy and powerful, almost as if one strike could shatter all laws, its might enormously potent.
In contrast, Su Qianyuan’s axe served merely as a supplementary tool. He knew no special techniques with it, but rather, his physical body was his real strength.
So, with every collision of axes, he took the opportunity to land a punch on Pan Ju’s body, completely disregarding his own defense.
His physical defenses were exceptionally strong—under normal circumstances, the residual force from Pan Ju’s axe could not harm him.
This, in turn, led to a situation where Pan Ju was actually being suppressed by Su Qianyuan’s relentless assault.
Su Qianyuan was overpowering a Chaos Demon God!!
Time and again, Pan Ju was struck by Su Qianyuan’s fists, his face unable to conceal the dishonor; swung his axe with supreme force, he forcibly repelled his opponent.
Afterward, he fixed his unyielding gaze on Su Qianyuan.
“Mortal, are you of the Wu Clan? The Wu Clan are the descendants of our ancestral god, the Pangu Clan. We share the same lineage. Why then do you instigate a dispute over the Great Dao?”
Pan Ju spoke with a grave voice.
With all his strength, when facing someone of the same Wu Clan lineage, a descendant of Pangu, he could not exert his full might.
This also led to him being completely suppressed by Su Qianyuan.
“Who said I am of the Wu Clan? I am a Disciple of the Wayless Sect, I am of the Human Race!”
Su Qianyuan’s eyes were filled with conviction as he firmly grasped the giant axe, his demeanor fierce as he spoke.
Indeed, he had cultivated the body of the Wu Clan, but he never considered himself as one of them.
His roots were with the Human Race, and so he was of the Human Race!
He had joined the Wayless Sect as a member of the Human Race, and no matter when, he was part of the Human Race!
“As a descendant of the Pangu Clan, you deny your own identity? That is utterly unforgivable!”
Pan Ju was furious.
His eyes began to flash with red light, his aura swelling violently.
“I hereby invoke the will of the Ancestral God to descend!!”
Pan Ju roared.
As his words echoed,
a grey mist began to form behind him.
As this mist appeared, the darkness around them shook violently, as if sensing some mortal threat.
It was not only the surrounding darkness that reacted.
Even Su Qianyuan, standing not far away, felt an extreme pressure come over him, causing his expression to shift.
Almost instantaneously, he made the judgement.
He was by no means an opponent for this person.
The gap between them was enormous.
So vast that he could not bridge it.
Even Su Qianyuan felt that if Pan Ju, bolstered by this murky gas, should bring down his axe, he would likely vanish into nothingness.
Even his physical body couldn’t withstand it!
“Can I return now, prepare a bit more, and then come back to undergo the Saint Ascension Tribulation?”
Su Qianyuan felt like crying.
If only he had known, he wouldn’t have rushed to undergo the Saint Ascension Tribulation as soon as he had the epiphany.
He had originally intended to immediately ascend to sainthood after his sudden enlightenment and then show his Respected Master that he, the third disciple, was not weaker than his eldest fellow disciple.
But now he was facing such a crisis.
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Meanwhile, within the boundless darkness, somewhere.
Three Saints of Order gathered together.
They all wore confused expressions.
Another being had initiated a struggle for the Great Dao, seeking to affirm their Dao?
Why were such incidents happening so frequently of late?
First, there was the matter of the Sword Demon God initiating a struggle for the Great Dao.
Then there had been trouble in the Immortal Realm; someone had laid out the Executioner Sword Formation.
And now, another was initiating a struggle for the Great Dao.
The Wilderness Domain had been stable for so long; why had it started to become tumultuous recently?
The three Saints of Order were all very puzzled.
“Which Chaos Demon God is being challenged to a struggle for the Great Dao this time?”
“It seems to be the Power Demon God Pan Ju, a descendant of the father deity.”
“How could someone challenge Pan Ju; do they not know he is a descendant of the father deity?”
The three Saints of Order discussed among themselves.
Though they discussed, they showed no intention of taking action.
A being initiating a struggle for the Great Dao, especially against the Power Demon God, was likely to fall soon.
There was no need for them to go there.
What could be done if they did go there?
For a being to affirm their Dao, they would have to kill the Power Demon God.
And the Power Demon God, in order to protect the Dao, would have to strike down that being.
This was the struggle for the Great Dao.
Why should they intervene?
They were the Saints of Order after all; how could they possibly disrupt the order themselves?
Just as the three Saints of Order were about to continue their discourse, all of a sudden, their gazes collectively turned in one direction.
In that direction, a golden light shot forth, like a streak of flowing radiance, rushing toward the site of the struggle for the Great Dao.
“Isn’t that Daoist Chu?”
The Heaven-reaching Sovereign was the first to speak.
“Why would Daoist Chu head over there? Could it be that Daoist Chu wishes to intervene in that struggle for the Great Dao? But what connection does that struggle have with Daoist Chu?”
Immortal Monarch Yuanshi frowned, muttering to himself.
“Could it be, that the being who is stirring the struggle for the Great Dao, is also a disciple of Daoist Chu?”
The Heaven-reaching Sovereign offered this conjecture.
Immortal Monarch Yuanshi: “?”
That’s impossible, right?
Another disciple of that person? Could it be that each disciple of that person is on the level of a Chaos Demon God, and they all need to initiate a struggle for the Great Dao for their affirmation?
That’s just too preposterous…
