Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System Chapter 972 - 431: Crowned by Karma, the Throne Imprisoned

With a sudden sweep of its colossal hand, the colossal silver being unleashed a force that transcended the 'Dao', draining the world of its vibrant hues.

Into Oblivion!!!

The Star River writhed, twilight dissolved, painting an apocalyptic tableau.

A significant portion of the Star River began to warp, ensnared by an unseen power, stretching outward as space fractured, heavens shattered, and order itself cried out in lament.

The inhabitants caught within this cataclysm were frozen, their very existence held captive by an inconceivable might, awaiting silent oblivion.

The Silver Giant effortlessly plucked a section of the Star River, as easily as one might tear a fragile page from a storybook.

Then, the Silver Giant extended its palm, and the severed space drifted into its grasp, resembling a crystalline sphere.

"Exile!"

It whispered, its voice soft,

and instantly, all the powerful beings present were drawn into that glassy orb. Throughout this process, they possessed no means to resist; in truth, they were not even afforded the opportunity.

From the outset, the colossal entity existed in a temporal dimension entirely separate from their own.

Meanwhile, beyond the Star River, one formidable race after another began to vanish—the kin of those sealed away, instantly obliterated by a searing silver luminescence.

Much like their powerful individuals, all were immured within the 'glass sphere'.

The Silver Giant negligently flicked its fingers, and the sphere vanished from its palm.

The space it contained was utterly expunged from existence, and as it receded, the sphere itself began to mutate with peculiar colors,

becoming utterly ruined and profoundly unsettling, like a world imploding, disintegrating, a realm that all races would come to know as... the Void.

Having completed its task, the Silver Giant's eyes slowly shuttered, succumbing to a profound slumber.

The panorama of the Star River shifted once more, unveiling the perspectives of other disparate races.

The affairs of these mighty lineages stirred no alarm, nor did they draw any particular notice.

The Star River seemed to forget; all races forgot them, as if they had never graced existence. Concurrently, they themselves forgot the magnitude of those phenomenal visions.

A new order began to coalesce, new powerful races ascended, presenting an image as if this world had perpetually been thus ordained.

Not long thereafter, a race known as Humans emerged within the Star River, proliferating with astonishing rapidity. In a mere few millennia, they transformed from mere prey in the eyes of all other races into one of the select advanced civilizations.

Years passed, and then one fateful day, the All Realms resonated with a roar, and the starlight flickered and dimmed.

The Star River began to convulse as endless tendrils of black mist billowed forth, unleashing a legion of dreadful entities intent on breaching the Star River and subjugating this world.

Every race waged a desperate struggle in defiance, vehemently denouncing them as invaders, as... Void Spirits.

Boom!!!

The Star River abruptly fractured, all scenes ceasing instantaneously. Jia Xun clasped his hands, a shadow of complexity clouding his sorrowful gaze.

World Light gazed skyward for a prolonged period before he finally spoke, "Master, do you believe we have erred?"

"Homeless, nameless, branded as Void Spirits, as invaders, antagonized for untold ages."

"And all this, merely because we sought to confront the true invaders."

"One cannot ascertain whether it is fortune or misfortune that I have come to comprehend all this and awaken; otherwise, we would have lived out our lives in blissful ignorance."

"Master, the Buddhist Sect speaks of karma and fortunate connections; may I inquire as to our transgression?"

"I also ask... is this what constitutes my fortunate connection?"

World Light's voice resonated with a hint of ethereal sanctity, while Jia Xun's usually impassive countenance betrayed shock for the very first time.

Jia Xun observed a silvery-white radiance gradually blossoming within World Light, that very same luminescence mirroring the Silver Giant from the stars!!!

"That is His power; how can this be? How could you possibly possess it!!"

"How could you wield the might of the Silver Throne!!"

Jia Xun's voice, for the first time, displayed unmistakable agitation, his eyes flickering subtly, like ripples on tranquil water.

"Perhaps it is the heavens' pity upon me, or perhaps a form of retribution; who can truly say? Nevertheless, this power also bestows upon me the potential to bring all things to an end."

"This is an extensive narrative, yet, Master, you need not lend your ear to this tale; there will be others who shall hear my words."

World Light withdrew the transcendent force from his person, as if Jia Xun's astonishment had satiated a peculiar amusement, his mood visibly improved, and he began to hum an indistinct melody.

Jia Xun felt compelled to speak further, but the restrictive power within his gaze ensnared his lingering spirit, rendering him utterly silent.

All his inquiries were forced to remain locked away, deep within.

"Master, I implore you to witness this grand spectacle alongside me,"

"That position rightfully belongs to him, not you, Master. Aspiring to usurp him is futile; obediently observe him, as his hands are stained with karma."

World Light regarded the illuminated screen, suspended in the air, with a mocking cast to his gaze, as if observing a bizarre spectacle.

At this very instant, the earth was completely saturated with blood. The fallen bodies of prodigies from the Human Race lay defeated upon the ground. Su Tu stood, his attire now a crimson testament to the carnage, his hands stained with the blood debt of lives taken.

His eyes were glacial, utterly devoid of emotion. The act of extinguishing these Human Race prodigies held no more significance to him than slaying those of a Foreign Race.

The arena, now emptied of all life, bore silent witness to the repose of Lin An and his two companions, their lifeless forms sprawled on the earth.

These three titans, the strongest among the walkers, were annihilated by Su Tu with hardly a whimper. Even Simu Jiuchen, whose physique was renowned for its might, had his chest brutally caved in.