Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System Chapter 948 - 420: The Star River Hates the Human Race, Thus Sealing Everything Related to Them! (Part 2)

With a mere gesture from Their hands, the fate and time within this sand table transformed into an eternal 'circle', a boundless 'reincarnation' from which escape was impossible.

All entities inside this sand table, himself included, amounted to mere trivial dust particles trapped in this endless loop...

Yet, what drove Them to such extremes?

Su Tu mulled it over, a spark of insight igniting in his mind, causing a magnificent starship to materialize over the sand table, with Human Race phantoms manifesting upon it.

Next, a colossal, imposing phantom loomed above the sand table. Its features remained indistinct, yet its aura and build suggested it rivaled those Daluo in might.

In that instant, Su Tu's lips curved upward faintly—the sand table... was now fully assembled!!

All the scattered, disordered fragments of knowledge fused perfectly within him right then.

Earlier, employing the Celestial Extremes as bait, Su Tu discovered the Human Race originated outside this Star River, transported here by the Daluo from their home universe; that splendid starship probably served as their transport.

The Daluo had planted the Immortal Burial in this domain to seek one bearing the aura of an Immortal Divine, though their real aim was to locate the fabled 'Person of Calamity'.

Put simply, an individual capable of attaining the Daluo Fruit Position to terminate every calamity.

Assembling these pieces, Su Tu reached a flawless deduction.

The Human Race's original universe had turned desolate long ago from clashes between ominous beings and the Daluo, prompting the Daluo to ferry the Human Race into this Star River.

They ensnared this universe in perpetual reincarnation, anticipating the emergence of that 'Person of Calamity' among the Human Race.

However, such an effort alone wouldn't demand trapping the entire universe in this loop.

Not unless They were compelled, with only the ominous beings—against whom They waged desperate war—able to coerce the Daluo into this choice.

The cycle's pivotal points were set with such accuracy, implying that beyond that juncture, should time's flow persist unchecked, the ominous beings could well detect the Human Race in this Star River.

Thus thwarting any chance for the 'Person of Calamity' to arise.

This stood as Su Tu's most probable inference after merging every scrap of data.

Should his suspicions hold true, the close of this final epoch would coincide with the ominous beings locating the Human Race.

It would mark the doom of this Star River as well.

Still, numerous enigmas lingered, like whether this Star River once hosted entities powerful enough to sense the Daluo's presence, or races bold enough to challenge Them?

Every universe and realm instinctively distrusts intruders. Since the Human Race arrived from elsewhere, had they truly faced no opposition..

These minor uncertainties accumulated, swelling into a formidable mass.

Abruptly, as though struck by a revelation, Su Tu halted, and the sand tables gradually dissolved, unveiling bizarre forms and silhouettes.

Odd figures wrapped in dark brown vines appeared, alongside heart-faced monsters, slime-like entities, and more—these were the foes Su Tu had wiped out, termed Void Spirits or simply beasts.

They earned the name Void Spirits for hailing from a Foreign Universe, their homeland so ruined it's dubbed the Void.

Yet now it appeared the Human Race too stemmed from a Foreign Universe, their former realm a warzone for Daluo and ominous beings, probably far more devastated than the Void.

Viewed this way... to this Star River's inhabitants, the Human Race could easily pass for... Void Spirits.

As this notion struck, Su Tu couldn't suppress a chuckle—it was utterly ridiculous.

Still, via this parallel, contrasting Human Race and Void Spirits, Su Tu grasped the shackles binding the Human Race.

This Star River didn't merely restrict the Human Race; it seemed bent on their annihilation.

Across the countless races, even the basest societies possessed natural ways to boost vitality, but the Human Race stood alone without them. Absent the Martial God carving the Dao, they'd devolve into nothing but prey in this existence.

When it came to Heart and Spirit, the Human Race ranked pathetically low, nearly bottom-tier, and longevity? Forget it. Among myriad races, others endured centuries sans cultivation.

In contrast, only Human Race powerhouses embarking on cultivation could scarcely match other races' lifespans.

Moreover, the Human Race's cultivation path proved vastly tougher than for others. Upon hitting Realm-Breaking, Su Tu beheld those thirty-six chains, doubtless this world's bindings.

Earlier, Su Tu had jested that even the heavens themselves target the Human Race; now, that lighthearted remark has turned into a prophecy, proving utterly true.

To this day, more than a dozen chains remain unbroken by Su Tu, not even grazed by him.

After some contemplation, this seems like the universe's subtle oppression toward foreign races.

Though it's just Su Tu's own guess, the odds are nearly eighty percent it's correct. This neatly accounts for why the Human Race lags so far behind other races from birth.

As Su Tu sank into deep thought.

All at once, a furious roar right by his ear jolted him back to reality.

"Brothers, curb this anger, this throne can incite a murderous desire within; we will speak of our matters later; for now, what we must do is slaughter them!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!!!!"

Simu Jiuchen’s voice, brimming with killing intent, exploded outward.

Su Tu glanced upward, witnessing a bizarre scarlet glow bursting from the skies, morphing into a blood-red pathway that beckoned everyone, with the Blood Throne positioned at its distant end.