Don’t be so pessimistic

The two locked eyes, and the air was deathly quiet.

"Is it convenient to talk here?"

Su Lang asked with a solemn expression.

"Of course it is!"

Yan Hengxing's expression changed, and then he waved his hand, setting up a barrier. "Now it's even more convenient!"

"Lord Yan Hengxing!"

Su Lang smiled and bowed with cupped hands.

The cupped-hand bow was a unique ancient etiquette from Blue Star that had resurfaced with the prosperity of martial civilization.

"Who, exactly, are you?"

Yan Hengxing's face was filled with disbelief. "You actually saw through my disguise!?"

His disguise was a Saint-Grade Legacy; even a Wind Spirit Clan quasi-Martial Saint could not see through it.

And no one knew his true identity, not even the people at Tatian Stronghold.

Yet, this junior Martial Venerable before him had actually seen through his disguise!

This was simply too inconceivable!

"My name is Su Lang, a Hall of Fame Student from this batch."

Su Lang smiled faintly. "I only arrived at Canglan Continent a few days ago. I originally intended to sneak into the Wind Spirit Clan Main City to gather some information, but I never expected to run into you!

In reality, I cannot see through your disguise; I can only see your true strength and race.

In this Wind Spirit Clan Main City, besides Lord Yan Hengxing, could there be any other members of the Human Race? No!

That is why I was certain that you were Lord Yan Hengxing!"

Su Lang admired Yan Hengxing greatly, which was why he used honorifics.

After all, without Yan Hengxing, the Human Race of Blue Star would likely have perished long ago.

"Hiss!!"

Upon hearing Su Lang's words, Yan Hengxing couldn't help but gasp. "Being able to directly see through a race—what kind of ability is this?"

"An innate talent."

Su Lang laughed. "Lord Yan Hengxing, the Wind Spirit Clan is about to launch an all-out attack. Do you have any plans?"

"What kind of plans could I have?"

Yan Hengxing calmed the shock in his heart, his expression somewhat bitter. "Once the Wind Spirit Clan launches their all-out attack, I can only fight with my life!"

"Fight with your life…"

Su Lang asked hesitantly. "Lord, you possess the combat strength of an Advanced Martial God. Facing a quasi-Saint, how long can you hold out?"

"I have a damaged Advanced defensive Divine Weapon; perhaps it can withstand a few moves from Huangfu Qin.

But escaping is completely impossible. Before the battle begins, I can only rely on the defensive Divine Weapon and use the lives of the Wind Spirit Clan Main City residents as leverage to stand off against Huangfu Qin.

This is, in fact, just a desperate last stand, a dying struggle. I can already almost see my future fate."

Yan Hengxing said with a dim expression, "Su Lang, you are one of the most outstanding Geniuses of our Human Race.

After the great war begins, Blue Star cannot be held. You must protect yourselves at Tatian Stronghold; I hope there will be a day for a comeback."

"Lord Yan Hengxing, you don't have to be so pessimistic!"

Su Lang curled his lips, revealing a hint of confidence. "I have a way to save Blue Star and save the Human Race!"

"What!?"

Yan Hengxing looked up in astonishment, staring at Su Lang with an expression of disbelief.

This junior of the Human Race actually said he could save Blue Star and the Human Race?

Was he joking? Even a Martial God like him could only face death; what could a Martial Venerable like Su Lang do?

Yan Hengxing stared intently at Su Lang, and suddenly a flash of inspiration struck him: "Right, you have befriended experts from other regions. Are you thinking of asking those foreign experts to intervene?

That existence suspected to be a Pill Saint must be courted by many Martial Gods. If he were to intervene, it might truly resolve the crisis of our Blue Star.

However, the temptation of Blue Star is simply too great. We can escape for a moment, but not for a lifetime.

Those foreign experts you bring in might, in the end, turn out to be the culprits who destroy the Human Race of Blue Star.

But if we don't ask them to intervene, our Blue Star won't even be able to struggle…"

After Yan Hengxing finished speaking, he looked at Su Lang with a glimmer of hope.

"Um, Lord Yan Hengxing."

Su Lang's expression froze, and the corner of his mouth twitched. "Actually, that foreign Pill God is me. I can't exactly invite foreign Martial Gods to help the Human Race."

Upon hearing this, Yan Hengxing was instantly stunned. "What did you say? You are that Pill God? How is that possible? Our Human Race only has one Pill God, Yun Yemeng!"