Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System Chapter 947 - 420: Star River Loathes the Human Race, Thus Sealing Everything of Humanity

When Su Tu laid eyes on that figure, disbelief surged through him. Though he'd already glimpsed Uncle Gong's remarkable nature via the roasted whole cow episode, he never dreamed the elder had climbed to such lofty peaks.

This old man had actually forged ties with agents from the Ten Celestial Martial Race.

He even handed over key intelligence to them—details unknown to him personally.

"Uncle Gong, Uncle Gong, what on earth are you doing?"

Su Tu murmured to himself.

He planned to unleash Life and Death in the Palm and Inference of Heaven again for a closer probe.

Yet Su Tu discovered he couldn't push the causal threads any further.

This sensation went beyond mere 'powerlessness'; it felt like utter rejection.

Powerlessness stems from insufficient strength, failing to budge or sway certain elements.

Rejection means total incapacity, no path to pursue.

Pairing Life and Death in the Palm with Inference of Heaven resembles a turbocharged race car hurtling down causal paths, uncovering all Su Tu sought.

Even facing hurdles, walls, or foggy unknowns, sufficient horsepower let it smash through, arriving at Su Tu's goal.

But now, this elder's emergence erased all trails in these three figures' causality, wiping every link clean.

It surpassed removing the track—it was like dumping the car into the ocean, stripping away all routes and bearings.

Powerlessness at least points toward effort, yet this was pure negation,

halting the mighty surge of Life and Death in the Palm and Inference of Heaven dead in its tracks.

The elder wore his customary kind grin, as if peering at Su Tu across the causal veil.

Those hazy eyes appeared to convey a message.

Then, something even stranger unfolded. Uncle Gong, merely a causal projection in Su Tu's sight with no real motion or mind, had lips quivering like he was voicing a lengthy phrase.

Right then, Inference of Heaven's time ran out, and the causal threads faded away.

Both Life and Death in the Palm and Inference of Heaven drain Heart and Spirit heavily; using them together boosts potency but ravages the Heart and Spirit even more.

Without his recent Heart and Spirit upgrade, Su Tu couldn't have held out this long.

Su Tu stood frozen, brows and eyes twitching faintly, as causal lines dissolved and Uncle Gong's lips moved.

No words sounded, but Su Tu knew Uncle Gong so well he deciphered the elder's message from those lip motions alone.

Uncle Gong uttered just two phrases. First: Little Tu, long time no see.

Yet the real weight lay in the second; Uncle Gong declared...

Su Tu echoed Uncle Gong's second phrase silently in his mind, word for word.

"All within here are doomed, this is the prelude, Little Tu, do not bear any burden, do as you think, act as you ponder, with or without you, there is another, this scene is not a solo act."

"All within here are doomed" rings clear, given the True King Competition's rules—what gripped Su Tu was that final line.

With or without you, there is another, this scene is not a solo act.

"Uncle Gong implies that if not me here, someone else would stand in my place. Even absent me, Lin An and crew would back another. This scene isn't unique, not the first occurrence..."

A chill erupted from Su Tu's heart core, racing through every meridian.

In earlier days, hearing this might've left Su Tu puzzled at first, requiring reflection to grasp the depth.

But after the Ancestor Hall's enigmatic encounter, he'd grasped reincarnation's essence.

Uncle Gong's words laid it bare for Su Tu.

This very scene had replayed across countless prior reincarnations, with the central figure swapping repeatedly.

That alone wouldn't chill him so; what truly froze Su Tu was reincarnation's deeper horror.

It confirmed his dread that the whole universe looped endlessly in reincarnation, Evil Gods and Supreme beings—those exalted powers—mere recyclable pieces on a board.

Star River, cosmos, every race—long chained, stripped of any 'future'.

And per Su Tu's theory, Daluo pulled all the strings.

Those grand, beyond-words existences had sealed an entire Star River's tomorrow.

Why on earth are they doing this??

Those Daluo locked in battle with the anomalies can't even spare a thought for any of this—why in the world would they go through such trouble?

At this instant, Su Tu's thoughts swirled in utter turmoil, weaving together every scrap of prior knowledge in his head.

Right then, a colossal sandbox kept flashing vividly in his mind, encompassing the whole universe inside, with every living creature reduced to mere game pieces on the board. Majestic figures towered beyond the sandbox, their immense shadows engulfing it completely, letting not even a single ray of light pierce through.

Then, beginning from one particular moment in time, they cleaved the entire sandbox apart using some baffling power, reshaping the far end into yet another point in time.