Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System Chapter 980 - 435: Bloodshed Across Star River for Millennia—All to Bring My Disciple Back!

This is the Holy Son for whom Chen Yuan and his companions had been long awaiting, also the final deity amongst the Three Gods, the Divine Son of the Muddy World.

In truth, this so-called Divine Son had already manifested, but as luck would have it, Su Tu simultaneously activated Heng, returning with the Three Deceits Cult’s faith serving as an anchor.

Just as the very concept of the Holy Son was about to manifest, it was utterly annihilated by the returning Su Tu.

Subsequently, his True Spirit assumed its place, meticulously constructed through faith, absorbing the devotion of followers, and manifesting as a diminutive infant form.

And this particular body… was entirely fabricated using Su Tu as the fundamental blueprint.

To put it plainly, Su Tu ingeniously harnessed the very divinity of the Holy Son and the collective faith of the Three Deceits Cult to fashion an infantile replica of himself.

So long as he could inhabit this form, he would be able to return and materialize within the present realm.

And from a certain vantage point, he would, in essence, become… the Three Deceits Cult’s very own Divine Son of the Muddy World!!

Su Tu’s current condition is exceedingly peculiar; by all logical accounts, his conceptual existence as a ‘human’ has been utterly erased, his True Spirit and physical form alike reduced to mere dust.

The sole reason for his continued existence stems from the potent capabilities of the Final Chapter Skills, allowing his True Spirit to re-emerge from its anchor point.

Yet, in a truly bizarre turn of events, the True Spirit now residing within Su Tu’s faithful essence can, against all odds, still perceive the presence of its original physical body.

However, this sensation is remarkably faint, as if perceiving through a veil separating realms.

Su Tu’s thoughts turned towards that enigmatic tree; it appears his original corporeal form must reside upon the very crown of that colossal tree.

A profound connection persists between himself and his physical body, transcending the limitations of cause and effect; should he achieve revival, he would undoubtedly be able to locate it.

"I do wonder how Lin An and the others are faring. With Tianyi’s presence, it should present minimal difficulties."

Prior to his complete annihilation, he had sensed the pervasive collapse of space, with a catastrophic event of horrifying magnitude looming on the horizon.

Consequently, he had entrusted an Egg of Chaos, empowering the Celestial Extremes within to safeguard Lin An and his companions.

Naturally, this was merely a secondary consideration. The primary directive for Celestial Extremes was the protection of the Ancestor Star, the preservation of his Dao Lineage.

Following the conclusion of this competition, the Star River is inevitably destined for turmoil. Unable to return for a considerable period, he had implemented certain measures to ensure his peace of mind, even acknowledging the extraordinary power his master now wields.

Nonetheless, remaining entirely inactive is simply not in Su Tu’s nature.

"Oh blast, I completely neglected to instruct Celestial Extremes to inform the master of my continued existence!"

"However, given Celestial Extremes' rather garrulous disposition, it will likely convey the message…"

Su Tu’s brow furrowed, contemplating this realization.

The True King Competition is ostensibly a trial where life and death are left to the whims of destiny, yet certain protective clans discreetly enact resolutions in secret after the event, seeking retribution for their fallen prodigies.

Speaking of protection, if one were to survey the entirety of the Star River, few individuals could likely rival the protective prowess of Elder Zhou.

Nevertheless, for this particular occasion, there should hopefully be minimal cause for concern.

After all, outside of the Human Race, every single prodigy from all other races has met their demise. Even if Lin An and his companions were to recount the truth, with time having been suspended, and only fleeting glimpses perceived, it would invariably be attributed to an anomaly with the throne itself.

It ought not to escalate into excessively significant trouble….

"It should not…." Su Tu’s lips involuntarily twitched, his gaze swiftly drawn to the nascent infant being meticulously nurtured within the void.

"The Three Gods are merely the Three Gods; I must swiftly return to the present world, and the workers’ scheme must also commence in earnest."

Su Tu’s voice was a low murmur directed at himself.

Without the slightest hesitation, he then moved towards the infant, extending a single finger deliberately towards its form.

The precise instant his finger made contact with the infant…

Buzzzzz!!

Countless threads of golden luminescence emanated from Su Tu’s corporeal being, surging with remarkable speed into the infant’s diminutive frame.

The infant’s previously ethereal form began to solidify progressively, growing more tangible with each passing moment. It parted its small lips, drawing in the ambient extreme faith with an insatiable hunger, much like a living being drawing breath.

Meanwhile.

Beyond the confines of the Star River Ancient Path.

Rumble!!!!

The Ancient Path reverberated with tremors, drawing the collective gazes of all clans irresistibly towards it, signifying the imminent conclusion of the True King Competition.

An intense eagerness permeated the atmosphere as everyone yearned to discover the identity of this iteration's victor.

Emptiness!!!

The Ancient Path emitted a profound roar, and a brilliant streak of blood-red light ascended, appearing as though it intended to saturate the entire Star River in crimson.

Even the formidable leaders present momentarily held their breath in stunned silence.

Within the resplendent blood-red light, a cluster of figures gradually began to emerge.

"Hmm?? There are an unexpectedly large number of survivors this time around!"

"It appears the stringent regulations of this True King Competition were not as merciless as anticipated!"

"Everything is interconnected; the more brutal the rules, the stronger the repercussions emanating from the throne."

The powerful figures exchanged hushed words, their gazes fixed on the crimson light, anticipating the appearance of their own kin within its glow.

Wow~

The light, like thawing spring snow under the sun, dispersed into a brilliant smile.

As they materialized within the Star River, immediate pandemonium erupted.

"Why are they all from the Human Race!!!"

"What is going on?! So many Human Race prodigies survived? Have all the prodigies from our own clans perished!!"

Every clan gazed upon Lin An and the others, who had reappeared beyond the Star River, utterly astounded.

Certain influential figures began to scrutinize them with heightened attention.

Presently, an aura as immense as the heavens gradually descended, swiftly encompassing all the Human Race survivors and guiding them back towards the stronghold.

A colossal silhouette, grand as the firmament itself, materialized in the void of the starry sky.

"Hahahahahahaha!!!!"

"Gentlemen appear to possess a keen interest in the prodigies of my race?"

Elder Zhou's words carried a profound weight, his gaze sweeping across the assembled Daoist Masters and powerhouses from every clan, his eyes radiating an unmistakable air of authority.

"However, this is rather unfortunate. If you harbor interest, then so do I; I refuse to believe this represents the entirety of the prodigies your respective clans possess."