Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System Chapter 977 - 433: Finale!! I Am Among All Things!! (Part 2)

This is the profound terror stemming from the true Dao, a living embodiment of the Dao itself. Daluo's machinations plague this world; the ominous forces will spare no corner of this Star River. When that time arrives, it will herald the absolute extinction of all races, and the very stars will plummet from the heavens!

Being bound, does that matter!? I decree that this Star River shall endure!! I wish for all races to persist!!

"For this ultimate goal, we willingly surrender all that we are."

World Light slowly rose to his feet, a halo of black flames erupting behind him. The pair of scarlet eyes that had once gleamed with treachery now held a spark of eagerness.

"These beings are all 'Void Spirits' much like myself. Some possess no recollection of their original races. From their very inception, they are merely known as Void Spirits.

We were all abandoned during our first homecoming. I, too, was once like them, destined to perish within this Star River. Yet, by a twist of fate, I glimpsed past memories and learned of my own lineage.

Simultaneously, leveraging the unique traits of the Niger Race, I absorbed all my kin into myself – the sun must indeed encompass all."

"The appellation 'World Light' is one I bestowed upon myself. Just as you observed, World Light, we have lost our original forms, forfeited our true names, and relinquished everything.

But one thing we must never abandon is our path home. We are not like you!!"

Su Tu comprehended that World Light's words were directed towards the Human Race.

The Star River of the Human Race had confronted the ominous powers; the Human Race, escorted to this Star River by Daluo, had been forced to forsake their ancestral homeland, yet they remained defiant!

Echoing the sentiments of predecessors, this conflict was not one of right versus wrong, nor good versus evil; it was solely a desperate struggle for survival between races.

At this critical juncture, Su Tu sensed the power within him nearing complete consolidation. He resolved to utter words that might buy precious time.

But...

Puchi!!!

A sharp, tearing sound reverberated in Su Tu's ears. He slowly lowered his gaze, observing his own body.

A lengthy branch, imbued with an unstoppable force, had pierced directly through his chest.

Concurrently, an overwhelming sense of frailty began to permeate his being.

A potent force was actively suppressing Su Tu's bloodline; this power directly targeted the very essence of 'humanity'.

The tip of that branch originated from the treacherous, colossal tree.

"I have spoken my fill, and you have stalled for sufficient time. This colossal tree represents the fusion of divine causality and the future achievements of your human cultivators.

To be impaled by it means to be ensnared by the very concept of 'human'; as long as you bear the mark of the Human Race, regardless of the cultivation resources at your disposal or your personal might, you shall inevitably return to it.

The reluctance to employ this method directly stemmed from... the exorbitant price it demanded. However, your persistence, fellow, has made me uneasy. Therefore... rest assured, you shall become the 'ripe fruit'."

World Light's voice noticeably diminished in strength, his form becoming partially translucent.

And then...

Buzz!!

From the very throne supporting Su Tu, a fearsome, razor-sharp arrow erupted, piercing World Light's body in an instant.

This arrow carried an immensely destructive force, even tearing open a black hole in the void.

The black hole unleashed a terrifying gravitational pull, directly engulfing World Light within its abyss.

"I shall depart first... cough cough... Upon my return, I shall impart the remainder of my schemes from atop the great tree, but by then... you shall comprehend nothing new..."

World Light's fading voice transmitted across the expanse, then abruptly ceased, dissipating entirely.

The suspended time, the inverted celestial bodies, all phenomena reverted to their natural course.

Even the arcane tree vanished along with it, leaving behind only a gaping hole etched through Su Tu's heart – a wound that even eternal life could not hope to mend.

Su Tu could distinctly perceive his own existence fading away.

His body registered no pain, nor did his heart and spirit experience any anguish; he was quite gradually ceasing to be.

The human prodigies, now regaining their senses, remained somewhat bewildered. In their perception, in the span of less than a single breath, why had this pinnacle prodigy of the Human Race found himself in such a dire predicament?

Lin An and the other two reacted with the swiftest reflexes, immediately converging before Su Tu.

"Su Tu!! Are you alright!!"

"Damn it!!! We shall rescue you this instant!! Right now!!"

Simu Jiuchen exclaimed with fervent excitement, a shimmering aura enveloping him, mirrored by Lin An and the third individual. Simultaneously, all human prodigies present found themselves inexplicably losing control of their physical forms.

The most intrinsic and fundamental force within them was actually erupting outwards in a continuous torrent.

Originating from the three, Yin Yang Qi began to interweave harmoniously, gradually manifesting a Tai Chi Breath.

Within this display, Su Tu detected a deeply familiar aura; it was the aura of Uncle Gong.

"Do you know Uncle Gong?"

"Is that old man addressed as Uncle Gong? We are unaware of his name; for countless years, we have simply referred to him as 'the old man.' Since our youth, he foretold that one day, in the future, an individual would be seated upon this very throne."

"Our priority is to rescue him at all costs. This individual holds the key to saving the Human Race."

As Simu Jiuchen uttered these words, a brilliant luminescence intensified around him. Concurrently, cracks began to spiderweb across his body.

The same phenomenon afflicted Lin An and the other two individuals.

"This Three Talents Array, its Transformation Killing aspect can annihilate the world's heroes, while its Transformation aspect possesses the power to resurrect the dead and mend broken flesh."

"Su Tu, your innate talent and intelligence have been evident to me. Your significance to the Human Race far surpasses that of the three of us, and indeed, all other prodigies!

This current generation of human prodigies is remarkable. Other Martial Races may have their 'walkers' who can hold the cauldron, but none possess the capacity to shoulder the burden of the Human Race quite like you!!

I am aware that you were born on the Ancestor Star and may harbor resentment towards the Federation. Should you, in the future, decide to act upon those feelings, I implore you, for our sake, to proceed with caution and deliberation."

By the time Lin An concluded his plea, fragments were already splintering from his form, rendering him akin to a Lego figure on the verge of disintegration.

Su Tu could sense that the power channeled could indeed halt the impending erasure, but...

[Final Chapter·My Fusion of All Things is Successful!!]

A system notification shimmered into existence before his eyes, flooding Su Tu’s vision with a cascade of information.

"To think, after such a prolonged period of inactivity, my 'experience baby factory' remains so potent."

Having swiftly absorbed the details of the new skill, Su Tu's expression shifted, becoming somewhat enigmatic, before he made a decisive, audacious choice.

He deliberately severed his connection to the Three Talents Array.

Instantly, the Life Array lost its anchor, and its vital energy surged back through its original conduits. Lin An and the others stared at Su Tu, disbelief etched on their faces.

They were utterly bewildered as to why Su Tu would seemingly embrace his own demise.

Disregarding the larger context or even his own survival, he should never have broken this link.

"What are you attempting to do?!"

"There is no need for you to pity us. As members of the Human Race, as 'walkers,' this is our rightful duty."

Lin An exclaimed, his voice laced with urgency, even making a move to reform the array.

However, before he could take any further action,

Su Tu suddenly leaned back on his throne, a smile gracing his lips, reminiscent of a carefree neighborhood boy.

"One after another, you are so young, yet you constantly speak of 'walking' and 'responsibility'; do you never tire of it?"

"If you put it that way..."

Su Tu let out a soft chuckle, continuing, "As the eleventh heavenly, the ultimate heavenly, saving so many human prodigies is hardly a loss."

As his words faded, Su Tu abruptly raised his hand, and a jet-black egg materialized, hovering in the air.

"Celestial Extremes, ensure their safe return."

"Guard the Ancestor Star for me."

With his pronouncements made, Su Tu's form dissolved into nothingness.

Subsequently, only a voice, perceivable by Celestial Extremes alone, echoed through the void: "Await my return, to bring you home..."

Upon hearing this, Celestial Extremes, nestled within the Egg of Chaos, quivered intensely.

Home, a home. His home was not within this Star River...

.....

In a secluded corner of the Human Race Federation.

Within the expanse of the void, countless Travelers, bearing numerous scars, knelt solemnly upon the ground. Innumerable cultists performed continuous kowtows, their devotion staining the earth a deep crimson.

Three colossal statues of Deceitful Gods appeared to merge seamlessly with the very fabric of the heavens and earth.

Today marked the most significant event within the Three Deceits Cult: the day prophesied in their scriptures as the birth of the Holy Son.

Annually, on this specific date, all high-ranking believers and the most prominent figures of the Three Deceits Cult convened at this sacred site, offering fervent prayers for the Holy Son's imminent descent.

In recent times, the Three Deceits Cult had endured severe suppression from the Federation, desperately requiring a divine miracle to revitalize their faltering morale.

The Grand Sect Leader had received a divine prophecy: on this very day, the Holy Son would once again descend, a spectacle of unparalleled grandeur that the Three Deceits Cult had not witnessed in a millennium.