Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System

Chapter 981 - 435: A Millennia of Bloodshed Across the Star River, All for My Disciple’s Return!!

"Instead of keeping an eye on the youngsters of our race, it might be better to go back and focus on your own descendants, and strive again when the Ancient Path opens next time."

Zhou Lao’s words were without the slightest disguise. What was presented as advice was actually a blatant threat.

If you have any crooked thoughts about the geniuses of our race, then don’t blame me... for what happens next...

Clearly, Zhou Lao’s words had a significant impact. The foreign powerhouses all averted their gazes, and those who felt disgraced snorted coldly before turning to leave.

Some left with dignity, congratulating Zhou Lao and saying a few good words.

But no one cared how much of this was genuine or fake.

Zhou Lao turned and returned to the fortress, and then the Human Race fortress slowly sailed away.

Shortly after the Human Race left,

the Ancient Path was about to close completely.

Just at this moment!!

Buzz!!

Suddenly, another beam of blood light floated out, from which five figures emerged, with the foremost being faceless and skin flowing with dark gold.

The rest were also from the ultimate civilization, even Long Wang was among them.

If Lin An and others saw this scene, they would certainly be extremely shocked. Were these geniuses of the ultimate civilization not already a part of that monster, thoroughly dead?

Why then did they emerge from the Ancient Path!!

As soon as they appeared, four, excluding Long Wang, were guided and taken away by a majestic force.

Long Wang, however, was directly grabbed by the Guardian and taken away in an Instantaneous Movement.

The entire process did not pause for a moment.

Seeing this scene, the leaders of various tribes who were almost gone turned around again.

Perhaps, in a while, their own geniuses would emerge from within.

However, this wait was destined to be fruitless.

In the Human Race fortress.

Zhou Wuliang sat on the Master’s Chair, and the faces of the leaders around him were very somber.

Lin An and the other two sat in their seats with expressions full of complexity.

"The envoy of the Ten Celestial Martial Race, can you tell me where my apprentice is?"

Zhou Lao spoke calmly.

At the moment everyone appeared, Zhou Lao noticed Su Tu’s absence. However, at the time, with all tribes standing on the Star River, Zhou Lao feigned ignorance and brought everyone back.

Beneath the surface, a sense of unease and panic began to rise.

Zhou Wuliang, who stood with the Infinite Celestial King and the Heavenly Communication Master at the pinnacle of the Human Race, could no longer maintain that demeanor as vast as the heavens, lofty and boundless.

"Su Tu... sacrificed himself for us..."

Simu Jiuchen’s voice was hoarse, as if he had charcoal stuck in his throat.

Hearing this, Zhou Wuliang’s body shuddered, and Principal Situ was struck like lightning, standing up abruptly.

"What on earth happened, would the three envoys kindly explain clearly!"

Lin An and the other two recounted everything that happened after entering the True King Competition.

The chaos of myriad races, the blood path to the heavens, the second space.

The more they listened, the deeper the audience’s frowns became, as they hadn’t expected the rules of this True King Competition to be so harsh.

Of the myriad races, only one survives.

But its rewards are enough to drive people mad, ascending to the throne, one can tread into divinity!!

This is icing on the cake for the myriad races, but for the Human Race, it is a lifeline.

Hearing Lin An and others describe how Su Tu punched and killed Long Wang and Shi Kuang, even the principals couldn’t help but marvel at how powerful this Human Race genius had become.

When they learned that Su Tu could fight evenly with the ’Guardian’ that blocked all tribes outside, even breaking its body,

they were all extremely shocked, given the descriptions by Lin An and others indicating that the monster at least reached Dao Lord level strength, yet Su Tu could shatter its body.

This already reveals an extremely terrifying fact...

Su Tu already possesses Dao Lord-level combat power!! A young Dao Lord not yet in his twenties!!

Such an existence, such talent, has already shattered the history of the entire Star River. The Human Race needs to do nothing else besides nurturing Su Tu peacefully, and it won’t be long before a new sun rises.

But now....

The word sacrifice rang like a demonic sound in everyone’s hearts.

"Get to the point, why did my apprentice die."

Zhou Wuliang was uninterested in all this; he didn’t care how strong or talented Su Tu was or how remarkable he had become.

He just wanted to know why his little apprentice was not by his side at this moment!

They only cared about Su Tu’s talent and strength, but Zhou Wuliang had long regarded Su Tu as his own grandchild. Even if Su Tu did not have this talent, he would still treat him as a treasure.

Lin An sighed and said, "Su Tu sat on the throne, but for some reason, a blood hole appeared out of nowhere at his heart, piercing through it.

And there was a force beyond our understanding erasing Su Tu’s existence.

Su Tu had a way to save himself, but he didn’t use it and chose to save us. After he vanished, the space began to distort and shatter while we were powerless to resist.

But Su Tu left us a chance for survival."

Lin An did not mention the existence of the Three Talents Array, but rather said that Su Tu could save himself.

He then turned his palm, revealing a pitch-black egg in front of everyone.

The black egg was shrouded in the Breath of Chaos. As soon as it appeared, everyone felt an aura of terror gathering within.

"Senior, this is Su Tu’s last legacy."

Lin An respectfully handed the Egg of Chaos to Zhou Wuliang.

"The space collapsed, and there is a spirit within this black egg that saved us and brought us back to the Star River. Our lives were saved by him."

Zhao Lanshan then spoke, bowing deeply to Zhou Wuliang.

Zhou Wuliang took the Egg of Chaos, without saying another word. His face seemed unchanged, yet he somehow appeared older.

"How heavy are the words Human Race, but do you know, you brat, how heavy are the words Su Tu, for me, for your senior brothers and sisters, parents, and family..."

Zhou Lao said softly, taking a step forward, his figure slowly disappearing into the void.

This kind of sadness enveloped everyone’s heart.

But now is not the time for sorrow; Zhou Wuliang may indulge in it, but they cannot.

Principal Situ suppressed his emotions and continued.

"After Su Tu sat on the throne, were there any signs of Ascension to Divinity, or did he leave any words?"

This is the real key; divinity is too important for the Human Race now.

"There indeed appeared a higher-dimensional power on him, but I am not sure if that power is related to Ascension to Divinity."

"He did indeed leave a message..."

"What did he say!!?" a principal asked eagerly.

If related to Ascension to Divinity, even a word left behind is an immense opportunity for the Human Race.

"He said..."

"As the Eleventh Celestial, Supreme Celestial, saving so many Human Race geniuses is not a loss."

Upon these words, everyone was momentarily stunned.

"Ha?? Eleventh Celestial?? Supreme Celestial??"

Since when did the Human Race have an extra Supreme Celestial?

....

At this moment, Zhou Wuliang walked dully, holding the Egg of Chaos. Recollections of the past resurfaced continuously. He already regarded Su Tu as his junior, his family.

But now, all is gone... leaving only an... egg.

And then...

Buzz~

The Egg of Chaos suddenly flashed with a ripple of light.

It immediately caught Zhou Wuliang’s attention, as this was Su Tu’s final legacy. That brat survived when the Star River exploded, so perhaps this time there could be a miracle.

Therefore, there was a flicker of hope in Zhou Wuliang’s heart that he dared not clarify.

"Egg, do you want to say something?"

Zhou Wuliang looked in the direction of the flashing light, towards the departing fortresses of various foreign races.

"Is Su Tu still alive?"

No response.

"Is this race related to my apprentice’s death?"

Still no response.

Zhou Wuliang furrowed his brows and asked somewhat tentatively, "Is this race related to my apprentice’s resurrection??"

Buzz~

The Egg of Chaos flashed again with light, and observing this light, then looking at the distant fortress,

Zhou Wuliang’s lips curled slightly.

"I see, so it is truly... their honor..."

"To slaughter the Star River for ten thousand years and bring back my apprentice, it’s worth it...."