Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System Chapter 998 - 444: Is the Main Course of This Feast ’God’ or ’You’?

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Previously on Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System...
Chen Yuan's transformation into a new form is completed with the help of the Blood Mother and Bone Father, who express their trust in him. Meanwhile, the Tri-Deity Cult is abuzz with anticipation for the 'gathering of the three deities,' unaware of Chen Yuan's hidden agenda and his growing resentment towards his creators. Su Tu, empowered by an increasing number of followers, senses an opportunity as Chen Yuan finally arrives, leading to a direct confrontation where Chen Yuan questions Su Tu's identity and Su Tu hints at consuming a god.

"How do we... consume a god?"

Su Tu regarded Chen Yuan, draped in the twilight hues, his voice maintaining a neutral, detached tone, yet carrying an unmistakable youthful clarity, as though an ordinary adolescent were discussing lunch plans with a peer. The revelation that Chen Yuan was not the Muddy World’s Divine Son elicited no surprise or shock from him. He remained seated on the throne, head tilted towards Chen Yuan, his eyes resembling voids, simultaneously captivating and perilous. Their gazes met, an invisible clash of blades as they fought fiercely. "Who exactly are you? A divine fragment returned prematurely? Or an entity from the Subspace, perhaps something far more ancient?" Chen Yuan’s focus intensified on Su Tu, shadows swirling in the depths of his eyes. "Does it matter to you?" Su Tu idly rested his head against the throne’s armrest, his demeanor relaxed and unremarkable, a subtle amusement threading through his expression as he spoke. Hearing this, Chen Yuan offered a knowing smile, his lips curling into an exaggerated curve. The next moment... Gurulu~ A peculiar sound emanated from the void, accompanied by the surge of a dense, warm aura. Rumble!!! Instantly, the surrounding space commenced a rapid collapse, twisting and distorting. Then... waves of countless contorted flesh surged forth like an encroaching tide, within which innumerable spectral faces wailed. Wherever this tide of flesh swept, it was absorbed by the eerie power, transforming everything—floors, pillars, even the Tri-Deity patterned scrolls—into decaying flesh. The tide advanced with alarming speed; upon its emergence, it had already thundered towards the throne. Without a moment's hesitation, the flesh tide crashed down with immense force. Boom!!! The sheer power caused the entire hall to convulse, engulfing the throne and Su Tu within the fetid, twisted surge. Witnessing this unfold, Chen Yuan displayed a trace of astonishment, surprised to discover... Su Tu's aura had vanished entirely, seemingly absorbed by the very flesh tide he had summoned. This outcome far surpassed his expectations. As the Sect Leader of the Tri-Deity Cult, having personally fostered the first Tri-Deity believer, Chen Yuan harbored no concept of faith within his heart. Instead, an untamable inferno of hatred and animosity smoldered within him, fueling an ambition bordering on madness. When Su Tu appeared under the guise of the Muddy World’s Divine Son, Chen Yuan sensed an anomaly. While others remained unaware, he knew with certainty that the original Muddy World’s Divine Son had been long ago devoured and annihilated by the Blood Mother and Bone Father due to an unfathomable past event. The subsequent rituals, ostensibly honoring the Divine Son and igniting faith, were, in reality, designed to systematically obliterate the very concept of the Divine Son. This prolonged process of obliteration had critically weakened the concept of the Muddy World’s Divine Son, reducing it to near non-existence. Theoretically, it should have been impossible for a self-aware Divine Son to manifest. Consequently, upon Su Tu's initial appearance, Chen Yuan began to harbor suspicions. However, at that time, Su Tu had absorbed the Tri-Deity Cult's faith and utilized that Power of Faith to compel Chen Yuan into kneeling. It was then that Chen Yuan realized this 'Divine Son,' even if not the original, was undoubtedly an entity from a higher dimension. Otherwise, wielding such formidable Power of Faith would be impossible. Thus, he chose not to expose Su Tu but instead sought an audience with the Blood Mother and Bone Father. His original intention was to have the Bone Father and Blood Mother eliminate this uninvited 'Divine Son,' Su Tu. However, the appearance of the reborn arm altered his plans. Consequently, he approached Su Tu, proposing a collaboration. Upon hearing the 'Divine Son's' words, 'How do we eat a god?', Chen Yuan, despite his outward composure, was inwardly taken aback. Yet, he soon found a measure of relief. If this 'Divine Son' truly was a Subspace Evil God, a deity returned prematurely, or an even more ancient being, they would possess unimaginable extraordinary capabilities. Perhaps he could glean insight into some of their intentions. If cooperation was to be pursued, the 'Divine Son's' power needed to be substantial, and his initial aggressive action was merely a test of the 'Divine Son's' abilities. Ultimately, his aspiration, his meticulously laid plan, was to 'consume' a god... Yet, he had never anticipated that the 'Divine Son' would be so easily consumed by a mere tide. If his power amounted to only this... then all his previous imaginings were but fantasies, foolish delusions... "Is this all? My technique contained a trace of divinity, potent enough to obliterate a Daoist Master. If you are erased so easily, you are indeed unqualified to commence a 'feast' with me." Chen Yuan mused to himself, a faint crimson halo encircling him, an ancient glyph flickering upon his forehead.

A sigh escaped his lips as he shook his head, preparing to withdraw his technique. Abruptly, a crisp, youthful voice boomed, startling him like sudden thunder. "Who would have imagined that the Sect Leader of the Tri-Deity Cult would have already grasped a sliver of divinity?" Chen Yuan's expression shifted drastically upon hearing this. He instinctively turned towards the source of the voice, but all he could see were the remnants being swallowed by the surging tide of flesh.