Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System Chapter 934 - 414: The Daluo Fruit Position, Already in My Grasp!

An indescribable nobility and majesty infused the East Emperor's voice.

Usually, two chief causes grant a being such majesty and nobility. The first stems from overwhelming power that breeds unshakeable confidence, unleashing ultimate majesty.

The second arises from exalted lineage, a demeanor cultivated in mighty clans.

Power forms the root of both traits, the divide merely between personal might and group heritage.

Yet the East Emperor's majesty defies these norms entirely. It embodies pure nobility, detached from strength or origin, as though fated to lord over every god and divine realm.

Behold the East Emperor, Taiyi, Tianyi!!

Fount of kings, the sun, the Dao, the heavens, emperors—birthplace of every regal notion.

Amid the Daluo, the East Emperor stands as a paramount existence.

Boons from one such as this promise unparalleled wonders, stirring greater eagerness in Su Tu.

"The gift of an elder ought not to be declined lightly."

Clasping hands in junior's salute, Su Tu spoke to the East Emperor's faint silhouette.

The next moment...

Buzz buzz!!

Dazzling golden radiance drifted slowly toward Su Tu, its glare so fierce that even his keen vision failed to pierce the concealed treasures.

And as the golden light emerged...

Crackle crackle crackle!!

The Egg of Chaos's private domain erupted without control, a leather scroll drifting forth from it.

Su Tu identified it right away—the scroll believed crafted from the East Emperor's hide.

"This treasure in your possession reveals a destiny most profound, for none who evade the world-ending calamity arise, leaving all to dissolve into nothingness. But I refuse, the Supreme refuses, Nuwa refuses, Changsheng refuses!"

"We all refuse!!"

"I know not how you shatter reincarnation's wheel, yet I offer my aid."

Resonating deep in Su Tu’s soul, the East Emperor's words seized his focus on 'reincarnation.'

"The East Emperor comprehends reincarnation, and evidently all Daluo grasp this endless loop. Such forces reshaping the Star River Universe lie beyond common gods' reach."

Already wielding godly power and housing a Star River Prototype, Su Tu knew the gods' might was fearsomely vast,

Yet even divine power at its zenith could never haul the full Star River into rebirth.

"Not even Ancient Gods joined by Subspace Evil Gods possess such capability."

That idea clung to Su Tu’s thoughts.

Then a shocking realization dawned within Su Tu’s heart.

The Daluo themselves forged this reincarnation!!

Swiftly, the East Emperor's voice declared: "The primordial Human Race bloodline holds great strength, but falls short. Take this further boost."

No sooner said,

Endless radiant gold swallowed the scroll whole, birthing in a blink an unmatched tyrannical grandeur.

Akin to crashing peaks and raging waves of aura, it engulfed the whole realm in moments.

In an instant, this blood-drenched, spectral world ground to a standstill.

Prodigies clashing across myriad races halted mid-strike against their will, minds going utterly blank.

Upon recovering awareness, they discovered themselves bowed low upon the earth.

An unfathomable weight bore down, so absolute that even the arroganter geniuses summoned no fury—prostrating felt utterly instinctive!

With the presence fading, the races sharpened their minds anew, perceiving their prior savage brawls as utter folly.

Devastating casualties had mounted, while certain races exploited from the dark.

Such outcomes proved intolerable. Barely a third of races survived now, and a single shared glance forged their pact.

End the strife, lest it gift lurking races even greater edge.

Every roused prodigy seized the wisest path.

Human Race figures stepped reluctantly from concealment.

Lin An shook his head in despair: "Looks like they've snapped out of it; scheming gets harder now."

Simu Jiuchen clapped his shoulder beside him: "This outcome's solid enough. Our forces stand strongest among survivors."

"Strike first with assaults, deny them recovery, and wear them down bit by bit!"

Simu Jiuchen proclaimed with razor-sharp resolve.

Upon hearing those words, Lin An nodded in agreement, yet Zhao Lanshan at his side stayed utterly silent, his eyes gleaming with an enigmatic expression.

"Lanshan, what are you thinking?"

Lin An picked up on his companion's peculiar demeanor.

"The majestic aura everyone sensed moments ago, wasn't it? It crushed the alien races, forcing them to kneel, but for us of the Human Race, that aura stirred an intense wave of reverence and awe deep within our hearts,"

"yet we refused to kneel..."

These words ignited deep reflection among the gathered prodigies.

Every other race had bowed low, but the Human Race stood firm—it truly felt bizarre.

"This isn't the moment to dwell on it. Sure, something strange occurred, but it clearly favors our race. Otherwise, we'd have knelt as well."

Lin An spoke up swiftly, fully aware that the pressing goal was to crush rival races and seize the throne.

"Exactly!! Quit overthinking. Brothers, form your squads, scatter apart—while the beasts cower and nurse their injuries, the hunters are readying their weapons!!!"