Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System Chapter 929 - 412: The Fall of Golden Pool, You Have Gained Divine Status!

In the enveloping gloom, the man's silhouette looked utterly grotesque, as though innumerable twisting shadows churned ceaselessly inside, sending chills racing through one's marrow.

The nearby space itself fell under the shadow's dominance, displaying eerie distortions that hinted at a concealed parallel realm lurking beneath.

The baby blinked its wide eyes, gazing innocently toward the man, while wisps of Buddha Light began to radiate from its form.

And then...

Gululu~

A gurgling noise like thick sludge flowing resounded; the infant burst into giggles, rolling onto its back on the bed and staring up at a phantom gradually manifesting, enveloped in Buddha Light.

This was a rotund, big-headed monk. Bathed in the Buddha Light, he appeared profoundly holy.

Swastika symbols adorned his face—the majestic, serene emblem of the Buddhist Sect—infusing his features with an unsettling otherworldliness.

"You shouldn’t have come here."

The Buddha phantom intoned slowly, as though myriad monks chanted sutras in harmony with its words.

"I need your help."

The man's voice grated like corroded metal grinding against itself, evoking profound discomfort.

"In my current form, how can I help you?"

"Will you carry me outside, just to splash urine on others?"

The Golden Pool monk replied helplessly, shooting a look at the child on the bed who kept flapping its little hands.

In truth, this was his present vessel.

The phantom served only as a lingering fragment of his awareness, functioning purely as a sentinel.

"Golden Pool, a mere wisp of consciousness shouldn't pulse with such vitality; you've clearly stumbled upon some stroke of fortune in this Dragon Nurturing Temple—be it a person or a Buddhist Sect treasure."

The man declared icily.

At those words, the Golden Pool monk's face darkened in an instant.

He fell silent, fixing a stern glare on the intruder.

"Don't worry, your lucky breaks hold no appeal for me. You grasp karma's chains the most among us, and that very ledger dragged you into this plight."

"You'll never let it slide. I'm here seeking you out precisely to learn if you have leads or know the enemy's identity."

Ghastly visages materialized around the shadowed man.

The Golden Pool monk's gaze deepened, lost in contemplation.

After a prolonged pause, he finally responded.

"Does ’Black Sun’ realize you're hunting ’him’?"

"He doesn’t know. Ancestor Hall has been stirring with troubles lately, drawing most of his focus there. Had it not, I couldn't have slipped in so smoothly to consult you." The man admitted frankly.

The Golden Pool monk was taken aback: "You still dare to move while ’Black Sun’ remains in the dark?"

"Why not? For the Human Race's sake, we've sunk to this half-human, half-ghost existence—denied even family reunions—all for his vaunted 'ultimate truth.'"

"We've given everything, not to bow to his whims or slave away as his lackeys!!"

Beneath the icy tone burned raw discontent and burning ambition.

"From the instant we embarked on this road, our fates intertwined with his—sharing triumph or torment alike. Any other notion is pure fantasy."

Golden Pool let out a sigh.

"Only by merging deeper into Subspace, transforming ourselves into true ’Origins,’ might we break free from ’Black Sun.’

Those words drew a sly grin from the shadow-draped man.

"That may not be...

"Yin Yue, what are you implying?!" The Golden Pool monk's phantom flared with agitation.

Yin Yue met Golden Pool's gaze and murmured two words softly.

"Void Spirit...

Hearing that, Golden Pool's expression twisted sharply, then settled into a heavy frown; he pondered briefly before asking, "Are you certain?"

"Seventy percent certain."

"And the price?"

"If you still count yourself among the Human Race, the toll would prove too steep. Yet if you've accepted our true nature now, no price is required at all."

Yin Yue intoned with profound implication.

Golden Pool's lips then stretched into an exaggerated arc.

"Amitabha, all sentient beings lack fixed form, Buddha above all; I transcend the mortal coil, embodying Buddha alone. How could Buddha be deemed human?"

Yin Yue erupted in booming laughter: "Hahahahahaha!! Golden Pool, Golden Pool, I figured you'd play it coy, but I never doubted my read on you!"

"Now spill it—the hint or name of that foe—and when I triumph, I'll bring you to him!"

Golden Pool held back his words, opting instead to counter with a question.

"Why seek out that individual? We attempted Naming Origin in the past, yet all failed. Had we succeeded, we wouldn’t walk this road now—our ’Status’ simply couldn’t support it."

Yin Yue let out a deep sigh, fully aware the old man wouldn’t be tricked so easily.

Without revealing more, the other side would probably never reveal who that person truly was.

"True, our Status cannot handle it, but World Light’s can. He vowed to assist me in devouring the foe’s Status, provided I locate that person.

"As you’re aware, the ’Origin’ I selected revolves around devouring—Status and all."

Her voice dripped with an insatiable greed as she spoke.

Golden Pool grasped her grand scheme in an instant, though jealousy eluded him.

"You feast on the meat; at least let me have the broth." Golden Pool declared.

Yin Yue showed no shock at his demand, extending her hand to unveil a petite diamond-shaped crystal.

This crystal shimmered with a semi-transparent hue, hovering between illusion and substance.

The moment it emerged, boundless desire and avarice filled Golden Pool’s gaze.