Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System Chapter 960 - 425: The Owner of the Skull, the Human Race Trapped in a Deathtrap

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Previously on Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System...
Su Tu entered a mysterious realm after passing through a blood-colored gate. He explored the connection between his physical body and his Heart and Spirit within this strange space. Upon exiting, he found himself in a peaceful landscape and sensed the presence of the Human Race, including Lin An and his companions, nearby. However, Su Tu grew suspicious of the skull that had guided him, realizing it lacked the age of previous guiding remains and might not be from a past reincarnation.

If that's the situation, the other party is obviously more informed than I am, even possessing the method to crack the code. This path wasn't laid without purpose.

Su Tu mused that an individual knowledgeable about all this wouldn't have cleared the way for him without a hidden agenda.

Ultimately, in Su Tu's grasp, the origin, the extremities, and the channels converged, coalescing into a wisp of nothingness, which Su Tu promptly annihilated.

Simultaneously, as the breath of nothingness disintegrated, the skull before Su Tu had already reformed into an immaculate head.

Its countenance exuded compassion, its eyes were tranquil, a faint crimson marking etched between its brows; the visage appeared demonic, yet possessed a mercy surpassing that of a Buddha.

Gazing upon this face, Su Tu felt as though struck by divine lightning, his eyes blazing with an indescribable complexity of emotion.

In the ensuing moment, Su Tu suddenly exploded with power, launching himself into the heavens with astonishing velocity, shattering the clouds as he soared directly towards the distant plume of smoke.

The smoke was wispy, Simu Jiuchen sat cross-legged upon the ground, a bonfire crackling before him as he roasted some unidentifiable meat.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the flesh of the Spiritual Scale Race, let's see if it's still tender."

Simu Jiuchen chuckled, his voice laced with a playful malice.

Adjacent to him, Lin An and Zhao Lanshan watched the opposing group with icy gazes.

Three to four individuals from various alien races, each with distinct appearances and radiating immense power, observed the human contingent with wary eyes. One alien, bearing gill-like appendages on its face and possessing a dark purple physique, wore a gloomy expression, as if it could exude water.

Its left arm was missing, freshly bloodied, yet several minute tendrils rapidly intertwined, regenerating its limb.

"Fine, fine!! You're just asking for death!!" it rasped in a coarse voice.

"Lin Long, don't get so riled up, after all, your kind excels at flesh regeneration, it's hardly a tragedy if I partake in a morsel."

"Fish fin tastes exquisite, I grew up in the wild, never sampling such delicacies, consider it an educational experience."

As he spoke, Simu Jiuchen's gaze remained fixed on that arm, a hint of glistening saliva even at the corner of his mouth.

"Fish fin isn't procured this way," Lin An couldn't help but interject.

"Is that so?? Ah, close enough, close enough, otherwise, what alternative is there? I can't possibly expect him to offer me his actual fish fin to consume."

Simu Jiuchen taunted.

Upon hearing this, Lin Long's face contorted dramatically, his purple skin darkening with fury as he let out a ferociously enraged roar.

"Simu Jiuchen!! Do not presume I fear you!!!"

With a whooshing sound, the arm instantly healed, and its body surged upwards, intent on launching a direct assault.

"Whoa!! Bringing an appetizer, are we?!"

Witnessing the incensed Lin Long, Simu Jiuchen remained unfazed, still seated placidly on the ground.

This further fueled Lin Long's rage, prompting another roar as he charged forward relentlessly.

Behind him, a creature resembling a fish yet not, akin to a snake yet distinctly different, materialized and emitted a spine-chilling shriek that induced a sensation of faintness in both heart and spirit.

Even Simu Jiuchen and his two companions were momentarily thrown off balance.

Observing this, Lin Long's expression shifted; the initial fury and excitement vanished, replaced by a chilling calmness and profound, absolute killing intent. In his hand appeared a Half Moon Long Saber adorned with a silver-scaled texture.

Water vapor transmuted into razor-sharp blades, swirling around the saber, causing the very space to vibrate with a low hum.

At their elevated cultivation level, intellect, combat prowess, and innate talent were all exemplary; how could they be so easily provoked? Every expression displayed was merely an act staged for their benefit.

This scenario was meticulously orchestrated for this precise moment.

Just as he prepared to unleash his strike and claim these three...

Snap!!

A hand suddenly landed on his shoulder, and a remarkably gentle voice inquired, "I perceive you're setting them up, but if you act now, you will perish instantaneously. Do you credit this assertion?"

This voice possessed an inexplicable allure, settling deep within Lin Long's heart, effectively dispelling much of his murderous intent.

He turned to behold an adorably fuzzy bear's head, neither fierce nor brutal, but rather exceedingly charming. Within this meticulously curated realm, apart from humans, only the true prodigies from each respective race were permitted entry.

This fluffy colossal bear appeared incongruously out of place amongst them, yet no one dared to dismiss him lightly due to his appearance.

Even Lin Long, poised for action, abandoned his intentions upon sighting the great bear.

"Bah, Meng Meng, with your presence, the amusement is lost. We remain in this stalemate, how can this be? It would be far better if someone met their demise, allowing us to savor the spectacle."

Simu Jiuchen's mischievous voice echoed once more.

Merely observing the trio, who had appeared momentarily disoriented earlier, they had long since recovered normality. Zhao Lanshan, with an unperturbed expression, casually raised his hand.

Buzzing~

In the void, countless intricate patterns materialized, exuding an extremely perilous aura.

That was the Starburst Array, compressed multiple times. Perhaps a single array might not inspire terror, but merely catching a glimpse of it caused even the prodigies from the foreign races to inwardly recoil in shock.

"Madman!!"

Within that expanse, the thought formed: if tens of thousands of Starburst Arrays were to detonate simultaneously, the entire plain could be reduced to nothingness.

This objective targeted not only their lives but also posed a threat to the survival of the entire human race.

Even more chilling was that they themselves were unaware of when these arrays had been drawn.

Observing the fleeting array patterns, Lin Long suddenly felt a cold sweat break out. Had he not heeded the advice and been forced to act, he would likely have been ninety percent done for.

"The adventurer from the Zhao Family truly lives up to their name. Forming arrays bare-handed and casting methods instantly—such skills are unmatched across the Star River."

"To carve myriad arrays right under our noses without our awareness makes us unworthy of the title 'prodigy'."

The large bear chuckled, speaking in a warm tone.

"Meng Meng, do not underestimate yourself. Did you not always know what I was doing?"

"Since you enjoy playing, let us play along,"

"If you are unwilling to play, simply wait a bit longer. What do you say?"

Zhao Lanshan addressed the large bear.

"Such a stalemate, when will it end? This contest differs from those of our predecessors, as you are all aware. Protecting these wastrels is meaningless; in the end, only one can ascend the throne."

"It would be better to fight to the finish and make it exciting!!"

At that moment, a creature with six ears and a head resembling a rat spoke harshly. Its pea-sized eyes bypassed Lin An’s group, fixing on the horde of human race prodigies behind them.

These prodigies were sitting cross-legged, their auras unstable. Some appeared pale with weak breaths, others had bodies stained with blood, barely hanging on, and the severely injured ones even bore terrifying holes in their chests.

Previously, Su Tu had instructed Lin An and the others to venture into the blood mist first. They charged in directly, and the mist seemed endless. However, after traversing just a hundred meters, the mist dispersed.

Turning back, the blood mist had vanished, transforming into this new world.

Lin An and his companions split up to explore this world, searching for the throne but found nothing. The environment of this world was excellent, yet it lacked any spiritual energy, making cultivation impossible, nor were there any other creatures.

Their exploration continued for days, covering almost the entire space, and they reached a conclusion.

This world appeared vibrant but was, in reality, a 'dead land,' and as for the Blood Throne, it was entirely missing...

However, when the human race gathered, foreign race prodigies infiltrated their midst. They arrived almost simultaneously, one from each race, no more and no less. Upon witnessing the scale within the human race,

they instantly formed a coalition, planning to first eliminate the greatest threat—the human race—and then rely on their own capabilities.

The tyrants placed here by World Light were genuine strong individuals. Apart from Lin An’s trio, the others were no match.

Zhao Lanshan’s trio displayed resilience, damaging several foreign elites before arranging arrays, leading to the current situation.

"Even if he possesses unique talents, capable of forming arrays with a mere wave of his hand, it's impossible to secretly create so many arrays under our watch."

The Six-Eared Rat Race conveyed this thought via heart and spirit.

Meanwhile, on the human race's side, Zhao Lanshan's ear twitched slightly, his heart trembling. That mouse... was right...