Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

Above the Starry Sea.

Zheng, in alliance with Ye Luo and other disciples, forcibly stopped many overlords.

After Ye Luo and the others blocked the Star Sovereign, it signified that their mission was a success.

In the short term, these overlords couldn't move.

Ye Luo and the others let out a sigh of relief.

But before they had much time to recover their spirit and energy, from the other end of the Starry Sea, strands of black mist swept over.

Within each strand of black mist was entwined an ancient aura of destruction, and anything that got entangled by the black mist would be assimilated; the surging waves of the Starry Sea's pathways were quickly overtaken by it.

From a distance, these strands of black mist combined to form a black tide, and within the tide, a vague and monstrous figure of great terror seemed to linger.

"This is..."

Ye Luo gazed at the rapidly sweeping black fog.

He only felt an oppressive force that made his sword-hand tremble.

That was the case for Ye Luo.

Not to mention the other disciples.

"Master Brother, the enemy is powerful." "Master Brother, we probably can't stop this person."

"Even if we can't stop them, we must. We don't have a choice. Master Brother, give the command, we are willing to fight to the death with you." "Nothing but a fight to the death."

The disciples of Wayless Sect were spirited.

Even under this oppressive force, they felt somewhat powerless to resist, even fear uncontrollably arose in their hearts.

But standing behind Ye Luo, they still dared to issue a battle intent towards the great terror ahead.

"Sigh, you guys fallback."

"I underestimated the Dark Dominator."

Zheng's face was somber as he looked at the black fog in front of him. After a long while, he sighed deeply and waved his hand.

He had thought before that no matter how strong the Dark Dominator was or how terrifying, it wouldn't make him lose the will to fight.

But facing the Dark Dominator directly now, he realized that he truly couldn't muster the will to fight.

The Dark Dominator was far more powerful than he had imagined.

He had seen the Dark Dominator before, but at that time, the Dark Dominator was not as strong as it is now.

During this time, the Dark Dominator had become much stronger.

"We, cannot retreat."

Ye Luo slowly conjured a Divine Sword in his hand, pointing the sword tip at the fog, stepping forward with firm conviction in his voice.

"To battle till death, no retreat."

Many disciples of Wayless Sect strode forward in unison.

Seeing this, Zheng was both anxious and moved, yet helpless.

"Hurry and leave, the Dark Dominator is truly not something you can stop, even if we all took action together, we wouldn't be able to withstand a moment against the Dark Dominator."

Zheng shouted anxiously.

"Leave? If that's the case, we might as well leave together. Since you're not leaving, why urge us to go?"

Ye Luo still looked calm and unhurried; he had never considered leaving.

"You are disciples of the Nameless Master, and if you all fall here, I cannot justify it to the Nameless Master."

"The reason I cannot leave is because everything I have was given by the Nameless Master. To leave at a critical time for the Nameless Master would be ungrateful and treacherous; I cannot do that."

Zheng merely shook his head and spoke these words.

His eyes held a glimmer of reminiscence.

His past...

Just as he had said.

All he had was bestowed by the Nameless Master; without the Nameless Master, there would be no him.

He vowed to follow the Nameless Master to the death.

Now, at a critical time for the Nameless Master, he could not back down.

"You have your fixation, and we also have our persistence."

Ye Luo shook his head.

He turned slightly to glance at his fellow disciples.

Su Qianyuan, who had been honed and enhanced by the aura of slaughter, stepped forward with a grin.

"We are disciples of Chu Yuan, how can we retreat?"

These words by Su Qianyuan further intensified the battle spirit in the eyes of many disciples of the Wayless Sect.

Indeed.

They are disciples of Chu Yuan.

How can they retreat?

The name Chu Yuan was their pride in this life. How could they retreat, how dare they retreat?

"You are disciples of the Nameless Master, inheriting from the Nameless Master. The legacy of the Nameless Master must not be broken."

Zheng persuaded again.

"It doesn't matter, you may not know that we still have a second senior brother who hasn't come yet. Even if all of us die in battle, the legacy of the Wayless Sect will not be broken, not to mention that we have a junior brother left in the Lower Realm."

Su Qianyuan grinned, countering with another statement.

It was clear that they had no intention of leaving.

Seeing this, Zheng could only sigh and no longer persist.

"Speaking of which, that second senior brother..."

Su Qianyuan wanted to say something more to ease the tense atmosphere.

But before he could finish, another voice rang out.

"Oh third brother, third brother, I didn't expect you to be such a person, gossiping behind my back. It's only because we're facing a great enemy now, otherwise I would have taught you a lesson."

This was the voice of Zhang Han.

The disciples of the Wayless Sect were all visibly shaken.

They looked up.

They saw Zhang Han striding into the Starry Sea, his aura changing with each step.

By the time he approached them, Zhang Han's aura had reached its peak, with the vague silhouette of a woman behind him, as if augmenting Zhang Han's strength.

"Fellow senior and junior brothers and sisters, watch as I break this dark fog."

Full of vigor, Zhang Han entered the Starry Sea, raising his hand to unleash myriad Great Formations, which thundered towards the assaulting dark fog.

The Great Formations were vast.

Layer upon layer.

Making the Formation incredibly powerful.

Zhang Han was pleased with the powerful attack he had launched.

But...

The moment the Great Formation hit the dark fog, it was obliterated by the fog.

Zhang Han's previously confident face instantly stiffened.

"Second brother, stop pretending, come on down."

Ye Luo gestured lightly and said helplessly.

Hearing this.

Zhang Han coughed a few times, the light around him dissipating, and he came near Ye Luo to greet his many fellow disciples.

"Second brother, in the battle to come, we might all die. You didn't need to come, but now if you wish to leave, we can pretend not to see you."

Ye Luo spoke very seriously.

The other disciples of the Wayless Sect also nodded in agreement.

In this battle, the disciples of the Wayless Sect should not all fall.

Originally, they had assumed Zhang Han had not come, that he had stayed behind, but unexpectedly this fellow actually arrived at this moment.

"Big brother, dear fellow disciples, what are you talking about? I, Zhang Han, may be less capable, but I am also a disciple of our Respected Master. How could I possibly leave at a time like this?"

"Since I have come, I never thought of leaving."

Zhang Han, unlike his usual indecision, spoke with a resolute tone.

He inwardly sighed repeatedly.

It was rather embarrassing when you think about it.

He had not taken part in the previous great battle.

But now, facing the great enemy, facing the terrifying existence of life and death uncertainty, he has indeed joined in.

This gave Zhang Han a kind of feeling...

Like he was rushing to be reborn?