Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System Chapter 961 - 426: With My Ant-like Self, Scheming Against the Eternal Daluo—Let Truth Be Revealed!

While Zhao Lanshan possesses the ability to conjure arrays with a mere gesture and cast spells mentally, these powers aren't innate. He too must trace array patterns. Unlike others who require various materials, his only need is to recall the patterns. The skill of forming arrays in the void is an exceptionally defiant feat. Nevertheless, even for him, drawing the patterns demands time. Though he can summon arrays with a wave of his hand, establishing such a multitude of Starburst Arrays swiftly under observant eyes is impossible.

Among the arrays presented, merely one in a thousand is genuine; the vast majority are merely decoys. Though they mimic the Starburst Array's form, their internal patterns are empty, devoid of the starburst's potency. Because of his unique methods, unmatched in the Star River, these prodigies exercise considerable caution, refraining from rash actions.

This strategy is a reluctant measure. Upon entering this domain, the perception of time becomes exceedingly fluid. The Human Race, despite their thorough precautions and preparations for the arrival of other races, has still sustained severe losses due to the overwhelming disparity.

Although the three of them are not intimidated by the opposing forces, their companions are significantly weaker and have already suffered grievous injuries. Therefore, to avert further casualties, Zhao Lanshan is compelled to employ this tactic of deception to delay the enemy. Maintaining the illusion of 'thousands of Starburst Arrays' before him relentlessly drains his internal Qi. Even sustaining their mere forms incurs a substantial expenditure of energy.

Now, that treacherous rat has grown suspicious. Should the opponents unite their forces, even if some prodigies are harmed amidst the genuine and false arrays, the ultimate outcome would be one he dreads to witness. The upbringing Lin An and his peers received from a young age instilled the belief that no one in this world is irreplaceable, and any individual can perish. For the sake of the Human Race, all can be sacrificed.

As members of the Ten Celestial Martial Race, they are privy to the Human Race's paramount cultivation resources and Divine Techniques. Having benefited from the Human Race's bounty, they are obligated to bear its responsibilities and have long braced themselves for this very day. To tread the path of the heavens is not merely an honor; it is to walk illuminated by heaven's glory. Though a physical body may cease to exist, though a life may be extinguished, the flame of the Human Race must never be snuffed out. Their presence here signifies their readiness for death. They, and the prodigies following them, are prepared to face such a fate. But not at this juncture, not in this precise moment, and certainly not under these circumstances.

Lin An's gaze narrowed slightly as the image of a benevolent elder materialized before him, with three youngsters positioned before the elder, absorbing knowledge. Subsequently, through rigorous winters and sweltering summers, day and night without respite, all their allocated time, aside from their regular cultivation, was dedicated to this endeavor. "It is not yet time for us to perish; we have yet to ascend him to the throne!!"

Simu Jiuchen's voice resonated within the minds of both Lin An and Zhao Lanshan concurrently. A frigid resolve settled into the trio's eyes at that instant. This pocket dimension must possess a temporal anomaly compared to the outside world; Su Tu has not yet arrived. Whether this delay is due to unforeseen circumstances or some deliberate action, none can ascertain. Before Su Tu's arrival here, no member of the Human Race shall fall!!

This declaration became the unified conviction binding the three. "Heh, Meng Meng, what if we simply stall here? The throne isn't materializing; perhaps this True King Competition is glitched. What are your thoughts?" Simu Jiuchen inquired casually, glancing at the large, furry bear. The bear offered a warm smile, rubbing its head. "My name isn't Meng Meng; my Human designation is Meng Meng. Our Original Beast Race has consistently maintained a cordial relationship with the Human Race. This name was bestowed upon me by a high-ranking official of the Federation." The bear's demeanor was remarkably gentle, complementing its unassuming appearance, projecting an aura of harmlessness to all creatures.

However, a subtle undercurrent of wariness flickered in the eyes of Lin An and the others. The Original Beast Race is an exceedingly ancient lineage, comprising beings that mirror the primal beasts of antiquity in diverse forms. They are regarded as the progenitor race of all beasts, capable of manifesting beastly forms drawn from every known civilization. They are revered as the ancestral foundation of all beast races. Each Original Beast is gifted with incredibly sharp instincts and possesses the ability to commune with all living entities. Meng Meng, in particular, stands out among them, claiming the capacity to converse with all existences, both tangible and intangible. His innate ability to perceive the fundamental essence of all things stands in stark contrast to his outwardly docile nature.

If the words of those 'rodents' could only sow seeds of doubt among a portion of the prodigies, then should Meng Meng speak, this entire contingent of prodigies would dispense with hesitation and erupt into aggression, launching a unified assault. Consequently, they responded to Meng Meng's utterance with extreme circumspection.

Simu Jiuchen attempted to deflect the conversation from Meng Meng with his usual carefree demeanor.

But ere he could voice his thoughts.

"Hey~"

Meng Meng’s ursine countenance suddenly radiated an exceptionally charming smile, reminiscent of an animated character.

Nevertheless, his following words plunged Simu Jiuchen and the rest into an icy dread.

"Comrades, your hearts are in turmoil, you experienced a moment of sheer panic...."

"Is this a stratagem? A ploy to bait us into assaulting the array in this manner, or perhaps..."

As Meng Meng spoke, his fur stood on end, his form rapidly transforming into a colossal, snow-white bear crackling with black lightning. His eyes glowed a sanguineous red, and his razor-sharp claws gleamed with a chilling luminescence.

Beneath the malevolent stares of Lin An and his cohorts, Meng Meng extended a formidable claw, making direct contact with the precise location where the array patterns had just materialized.

The ensuing moment brought forth...

Boom!!!!

A ferocious detonation echoed, accompanied by the scintillation of starlight within the void. Yet, observing the Starburst Array's destruction afforded Lin An and the others no relief; rather, their brows became deeply knit in concern.