Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System Chapter 953 - 422: Talent Is ‘Beast’! The Truth That Overturns Everything! (Part 2)

With calm demeanor, Su Tu spoke.

No divine revelation from the Immortal Divine existed at all; Su Tu voiced those words merely due to a sudden flash of insight.

Upon spotting the World Light, Su Tu instantly remembered his prior comparison of the Xuling to the Human Race.

The Human Race isn't native to this Star River, thus enduring endless limitations here—limits on cultivation, lifespan, and potential alike, all shackled by unseen bonds.

This represents the Star River’s will pushing back, a challenge that even Daluos might fail to overcome.

Yet the Xuling, invading from other realms and ravaging the Star River freely, igniting Xuling wars and compelling alliances among many races, have escaped any suppression or curbs from the Star River’s will.

Furthermore, those who morph into the local 'Beasts' via mysterious methods suffer no restraints and even gain innate racial gifts, with some receiving Divine Favor blessings.

Should they truly be outsiders like the Human Race, the native gods would never bestow Divine Favor upon them.

With this realization dawning, a boldly outrageous notion abruptly surged within Su Tu’s thoughts.

Namely... the Xuling hold the true ownership of this Star River as its authentic natives, explaining why no restrictions bind them.

They flourish in this realm as though it’s their inherent home,

As per the annals of the initial Xuling war, the Xuling outmatched the Star River’s forces in battle prowess overall, hinting they were once this Star River’s superior civilization.

Thus, Su Tu proclaimed those very words.

The reactions that followed from the World Light and flames had confirmed his perspective.

The Human Race stands as the true invader, the foreigner, whereas the Xuling, repeatedly blocked by the Star River’s defenses, are this Star River’s genuine inhabitants...

Absurd though it seems, this remains the harsh truth...

This revelation stunned Su Tu briefly into a trance.

"Su Tu, you’re the first human to utter those words in this age. If I could, I’d cherish a talk with you."

"Regrettably, the moment isn’t suitable now."

World Light cast a glance at Su Tu, his form shifting slowly from ethereal to solid.

Su Tu perceived World Light as a remarkably singular being; the earlier merged abomination served only as a container, akin to a machine, whereas World Light resembled a data stream, capable of accessing this realm via that container.

That container might shatter with ease, yet the data stream endured unscathed.

Su Tu had never before met such a existence; it functioned as both its core essence and a projection, autonomous but linked, mirroring its title, World Light.

Light pierces all to project outwards, forming separate yet cohesive rays of 'light.'

Right then, this light materialized into a tangible presence in front of Su Tu.

Its frame mirrored the Human Race’s closely, featuring pale lunar skin and four slender dark streaks across its face, which clashed not at all but exuded a refined grace,

From these traits alone, World Light appeared like a Human adorned with cosmetics, unnaturally pale, but the key divergence from Humans hid in its eyes—above them sat a mouth tinier than an eye, opening and shutting like it drew breath.

"Is this your actual form?" Su Tu inquired, gazing upon the entity ahead.

"More accurately, this reflects my past appearance. In those days, we bore the name Niger Race, hailed as the kin nearest to the cosmos will."

A profound nostalgia infused World Light’s tone as he spoke these lines.

The instant after, his gaze fixed sharply on Su Tu: "Today, I exist only as a bodiless 'Xuling.'"

Su Tu locked eyes with World Light, sensing through them no icy malice or enmity, but instead serenity and a profound... fatigue.

A mere brush of perception revealed to Su Tu a draining weariness that could shatter one’s spirit, an aura perpetually enveloping World Light.

What trials had this being weathered, what ordeals had it survived?

"The Human Race and Xuling.." Su Tu started voicing.

Yet before completing his thought.

Whoosh~

World Light’s form abruptly shattered, coalescing into light rivulets that gathered into a warped silhouette.

"Certain truths you may voice, but I cannot; I’m entangled in this scheme already."

Languid tones returned to World Light’s voice.

His gaze settled on Su Tu, a strange arc bending at his lip’s edge.

"Still, when I claim the throne at last, a true 'blank space' shall arise, and as this era’s pioneer human in glimpsing the secrets, I’ll share some knowledge with you."

"Will you still tell them if I sit on the throne?"

Su Tu replied instantly, without pause.

Before World Light could even reply, he pressed on: "Even if unwilling, it doesn’t matter; my master taught me that we martial artists excel in convincing others through virtue."

With these words, Su Tu gradually lifted his fist, a Golden Light emerging slowly from it, as if tracing out the word ’Virtue.’

World Light stood frozen for a moment at the sight, then erupted into a booming laugh.

"Hahahahahahaha!!"

His laughter had scarcely died down.

Along the blood-red avenue, a group of figures suddenly charged in; they were prodigies from other races, drawn to this very spot.

"Ascension Path!! I..." cried out a foreign race member who resembled an Avatar, his voice bursting with thrill before the words could fully form.