Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System

Chapter 982 - 436: The Holy Son Descends, Eternal Venerable God!!

Within the Death Star Realm.

Liu Yuan’s body had mostly recovered, but he still couldn’t stand upright. His spine was completely obliterated by Zhou Wuliang, and it required the complete purging of the deep Power of the Heavenly contained within to be restored to its original state.

The once-mighty Human Race’s master of soldiers was now incapable of even walking independently; this remarkable fall would have long broken the will of an average person.

Yet there was no trace of defeat on Liu Yuan’s face. His eyes were especially bright, and his Essence, Qi, and Spirit were even better than when he was the master of soldiers.

As if sensing something, Liu Yuan’s eyes suddenly flashed, and a Spiritual Light instantly emerged in his heart.

Then, a ripple arose in his Heart and Spirit, reflected outward.

Buzz buzz buzz~

The figure of the World Light slowly appeared in front of him.

"Did it succeed?"

Liu Yuan asked with some expectation.

"Of course, although there were some minor issues midway, they were ultimately resolved."

The World Light said with a smile.

"Now, we just have to wait for the fruit to mature."

"Is there anything else we need to do?" Liu Yuan knew deeply that to let the fruit mentioned by World Light mature, a certain price must be paid, and this price needed to be borne by the entire Star River.

"Very simple."

"Just one thing that happens every day in Star River."

The World Light spoke in a relaxed tone.

"What thing?" Liu Yuan pursued the issue.

The World Light looked beyond the Death Star, overlooking the Star Sea filled with life and sparks of civilization, and softly uttered two words.

"Death!

"An grandiose, unprecedented, all-encompassing cosmic Star River... death!!"

The World Light’s voice carried only a slight rise in emotion.

Yet Liu Yuan, sharing existence with the World Light, sensed the underlying scent of blood beneath it.

Liu Yuan squeezed out two cold syllables from his throat.

"War.."

Hearing Liu Yuan’s words, the World Light burst into maniacal laughter.

"Hahahahahaha!!!! As expected of my best and only friend, you understand me so well."

"That’s right, it’s war!! A war that drags the entire Star River into death!"

Liu Yuan frowned and spoke: "What exactly is needed for the fruit to mature? Why does it require a war of such magnitude? You and I share the same being.

You’ve always talked about the canopy, the divine tree, the fruit, and I’ve never asked what exactly they are, but now, shouldn’t you give me an explanation?"

"Liu Yuan, my friend, this is indeed something I cannot tell you. But I assure you, once I have accomplished all these things, the Human Race and my race will become the only ones in the entire Star River.

We will no longer have to worry about the so-called descent of gods, the Human Race being godless, and such matters.

You are a cold person; you are not worried about how many people in the Star River will die. You are simply concerned that this war will sweep the Human Race into it. How amusing, the Human Race has branded you a traitor and issued a wanted notice, and yet you are still considering them."

The World Light floated to Liu Yuan, speaking one word at a time, with a lazy and teasing tone, as if joking with an old friend.

But there was no hint of a smile on Liu Yuan’s face.

He looked at the World Light seriously, his eyes solemn: "World Light, during the Ethereal Spirit War back then, your race was defeated, and I died. By chance, our True Spirits merged.

You repaired my body, and I bore your True Spirit. Over these millennia, we may not be considered confidants, but at least friends.

I am a person who loves power and adoration, so I listened to your words and betrayed my master to become the master of soldiers. But I am ultimately human, willing to do anything to fulfil my desires and stand at the summit.

But I can never destroy the Human Race. The premise of our cooperation was your promise that the Human Race would never worry about the landing of gods. If you break your word, I will make sure you won’t even have the chance to regret it."

Liu Yuan’s voice was extremely calm, without any ripple of the Heart and Spirit.

His words were not a declaration, but an imminent fact, calm yet unyielding.

"Rest assured, I remember what I said."

The World Light told Liu Yuan: "I will steer the war clear of the Human Race."

"That’s good."

Liu Yuan said, laying back down, his eyes closing, as if resting.

And the World Light stood there, looking at Liu Yuan for a long time before dispersing into flowing light.

Only after the World Light had left for a long time did Liu Yuan’s eyes suddenly open. He gazed in the direction World Light left, his eyes hiding a savage and ferocious light.

"You better not break your word... or else, I, the Human Race traitor, the Star River’s infiltrator, will truly make you..."

"Remember for eternity..."

...

Countless Causes and Effects of Godhood spread throughout the space, each ’fruit’ hanging high at the tree top, swaying with the wind, carrying an unspeakable majestic aura.

This is a special space.

It is a world forcibly opened by this bizarre tree, belonging to neither Heart and Spirit nor any reality, equivalent to a miniature subspace.

The World Light emerged from the void.

In this space, he did not appear in that bizarre form but in the appearance of his Niger Race form.

He slowly walked under the strange tree, reaching out with a complex gaze, gently caressing the bizarre tree.

"It’s finally about to end."

"Liu Yuan, Liu Yuan, you got a few things wrong. We haven’t known each other for a few millennia, but have been partners for countless ’millennia’."

"The Human Race is truly peculiar, a madman blinded by power and desire would still, time and again, attempt at the last moment to drag me down into doom with him,