Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System Chapter 982 - 436: The Holy Son Descends, Eternal Venerable God!!

Within the Death Star Realm.

Liu Yuan's physical condition had largely stabilized, though he remained unable to stand. Zhou Wuliang's devastating strike had completely obliterated his spine, necessitating the complete expulsion of the profound Heavenly Power residing within for its restoration.

Once the esteemed master of soldiers for the Human Race, he was now utterly dependent on others for movement. Such a dramatic downfall would typically shatter the resolve of any ordinary individual.

However, not a hint of despair could be found on Liu Yuan's countenance. His gaze was remarkably sharp, and his Essence, Qi, and Spirit appeared even more robust than during his tenure as the master of soldiers.

As if perceiving an impending event, Liu Yuan's eyes suddenly flickered, and a Spiritual Light manifested within his heart.

Subsequently, a subtle tremor disturbed his Heart and Spirit, its resonance radiating outward.

Buzz buzz buzz~

The form of the World Light gradually materialized before him.

"Did it succeed?" Liu Yuan inquired, a note of anticipation in his voice.

"Naturally. Despite encountering minor obstacles along the way, they were ultimately overcome," the World Light conveyed with a smile.

"Now, we simply await the ripening of the fruit."

"Is there anything further we must undertake?" Liu Yuan understood implicitly that the maturation of the fruit, as described by the World Light, would demand a significant price, one that the entirety of the Star River would ultimately bear.

"It is quite simple," the World Light responded.

"Merely one occurrence that transpires daily throughout the Star River."

The World Light elucidated in a relaxed demeanor.

"What occurrence?" Liu Yuan pressed for details.

Gazing beyond the confines of the Death Star, its attention fixed upon the Star Sea teeming with life and glimmers of civilization, the World Light softly articulated two words.

"Death.

A grand, unparalleled, and all-encompassing cosmic Star River... death!!"

The World Light's voice carried only a slight modulation in its emotional intensity.

Yet, Liu Yuan, whose existence was intertwined with the World Light, detected an underlying current of bloodshed within it.

From his throat, Liu Yuan uttered two frigid syllables.

"War..."

Upon hearing Liu Yuan's reply, the World Light erupted into unrestrained laughter.

"Hahahahahaha!!!! As I expected of my best and sole companion, you comprehend me so profoundly."

"Precisely, it is war!! A conflict that will engulf the entire Star River in death!"

Liu Yuan's brow furrowed as he articulated, "What precisely is required for the fruit to mature? Why does it necessitate such a colossal war? You and I share the same essence."

"You consistently speak of the canopy, the divine tree, and the fruit. I have never sought clarification on their nature, but is it not time for an explanation?"

"Liu Yuan, my friend, this is indeed a matter I cannot disclose. However, I assure you that upon the completion of these endeavors, the Human Race and my own kind shall reign as the sole dominant forces across the entire Star River."

"We shall no longer harbor concerns regarding the purported descent of gods, nor the existential status of the Human Race without deities. You, being a pragmatic individual, harbor no distress over the prospective demise of countless beings within the Star River; your sole apprehension lies in the possibility of the Human Race being swept into this conflict. How ironic, considering the Human Race has branded you a traitor and issued a warrant for your capture, and yet you still consider their welfare." The World Light drifted towards Liu Yuan, enunciating each word with a languid, teasing intonation, as if engaging in playful banter with an old comrade.

Yet, no trace of amusement graced Liu Yuan's features.

He regarded the World Light with utmost seriousness, his eyes solemn: "World Light, during the Ethereal Spirit War of ages past, your race suffered defeat, and I perished. Through a twist of fate, our True Spirits merged."

"You mended my physical form, and in turn, I harbored your True Spirit. Over these many millennia, while we may not be deemed intimate confidants, we have at the very least forged a bond of friendship. I am a being drawn to power and acclaim, thus I heeded your counsel, betrayed my master, and ascended to the position of master of soldiers. Yet, fundamentally, I remain human, willing to pursue any path to fulfill my ambitions and reach the pinnacle.

But I can never bring myself to destroy the Human Race. The foundation of our pact was your assurance that the Human Race would never suffer the threat of divine intervention. Should you breach this covenant, I shall ensure you never have the opportunity for regret." Liu Yuan's voice was remarkably steady, devoid of any fluctuation in his Heart and Spirit.

His declaration was not a mere statement but a foregone conclusion, delivered with calm yet unyielding resolve.

"Rest assured, I recall my promise," the World Light affirmed.

"I shall ensure the war bypasses the Human Race."

"That is acceptable," Liu Yuan responded, reclining once more, his eyes closing as if in repose.

The World Light remained stationary, observing Liu Yuan for an extended period before dissolving into streams of light.

Only long after the World Light had departed did Liu Yuan's eyes abruptly snap open. He gazed intently in the direction the World Light had vanished, a savage and formidable glint concealed within his eyes.