Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System

Chapter 1021 - 455: Listening to the Wind Is Boring Today—Let the Three Deceits Cult Perish Here!

And at the very moment when invisible barriers rose one after another, Liu Ma’s expression became indescribably complicated. Half-squatting on the ground, the tip of her finger split open, and blood seeped out.

She stretched out her hand and began smearing on the ground with her finger, quickly drawing a crooked, ugly smiley face.

After doing all this, Liu Ma quietly stood guard at Su Tu’s side, watching his condition at every moment.

Yet what she did not know was that, at this very moment, a pair of gentle eyes was watching her every move.

"She still remembers. She really didn’t forget. I knew it, I knew it..."

The one speaking was none other than Chen Yuan.

Right now Chen Yuan had already returned to his original appearance, no longer that Deceitful God visage from just now. The face that was always cold and solemn now carried a kindly smile, and his eyes were full of benevolence.

If someone saw him, they would surely take him for a kindly old grandfather, not that Three Gods Cult Bishop steeped in sin.

"For Liu Ma’s sake, you really racked your brains and staged such a grand play."

A young man’s voice rang out not far away.

It came from a stone bed forged of black rock; Su Tu was lazily lying on that stone bed, looking at Chen Yuan.

The two who had just been fighting to the death, plotting against each other and trading blows, were now actually getting along this harmoniously. If Liu Yingjiao saw this, her jaw would definitely hit the floor.

At their feet lay a stretch of Heishan; the sky was clear with light clouds, the moonlight was falling, a scene calm and bright.

This was Su Tu’s inner world, and the blood moon hanging in the sky now had greedy eyes floating upon it, staring fixedly at Chen Yuan.

From time to time, gurgling sounds like a hungry stomach rumbled out of it.

As if it wanted to devour Chen Yuan at any moment, but for some reason was forced to endure and restrain itself.

"I still have to thank you. In the end, it’s still me who schemed against you. When I saw you, I knew I wasn’t your match.

Using this scrap of a life to put on a play for her, so she can live on without any Heart Knot—count that as my profit."

Chen Yuan’s gaze toward the outside world was filled with endless gentleness.

Chen Yuan spoke with a chuckle; at this moment there was not the slightest trace of a Deceitful God left on him.

From the instant Su Tu walked out, Chen Yuan had sensed Su Tu’s power and terror—that endless and pure Power of Silence was a force that only the Great Destruction possessed.

Thus, he had already confirmed his own ending.

In that instant, he directly sent Su Tu a Heart and Spirit transmission, not to beg for mercy, nor to ask for peace.

But to...

Ask Su Tu to act out a play with him.

He asked Su Tu to display the power of the Great Destruction before Liu Ma, then dissolve and break it apart, and finally detonate the faith poison.

To let Liu Ma watch his annihilation with her own eyes, watch his ugly visage, watch him be crushed like an ant.

Even if Chen Yuan hadn’t said it, Su Tu had been planning to do this anyway. At first he had thought Chen Yuan was hiding some scheme.

But when Chen Yuan sent the transmission, he opened his own Heart and Spirit, and Su Tu sensed endless death-will within it.

This proved one thing...

The Chen Yuan before him had long been dead. All the ambition and grand designs he spoke of, everything he had done, everything he had plotted, no longer had any value or meaning.

Even if he became a so-called Deceitful God, even if he obtained the concepts and powers of the three gods, he still could not change the fact that he was already dead.

Right now he was only forcing this form to hold together with a sliver of Power of Life; once that vitality faded, he would wither and scatter like dust in the wind.

In that moment, Su Tu realized this ambitious Three Gods Sect Leader was not so simple.

Behind all this lay deeper hidden truths.

Therefore, Su Tu agreed to his request, and thus everything that had just taken place in the great hall was staged.

"No need to thank me. I’m not helping you, I’m doing it for Liu Ma."

"And don’t forget what you promised me."

Su Tu spoke casually, his gaze falling on Chen Yuan.

"I will silence myself into nothingness, then completely strip out the concept of the Muddy World Divine Son."

Chen Yuan looked at Su Tu and said.

"But I still have to remind you of one thing. Faith poison is the greed and desire of the human heart—that purity which is enough to defile everything."

"Though in name Muddy World is immune to faith poison, in truth, he will still be tainted—only slower."

Chen Yuan very seriously warned Su Tu.

"Mm."

And Su Tu answered Chen Yuan with just this single syllable.

Then, watching Chen Yuan with some interest, he spoke.

"You exhausted every trick, schemed against the three gods, schemed against me, even schemed against all the believers, all just to die in front of her?"

Hearing this, a smile tugged at the corner of Chen Yuan’s mouth. Sitting cross-legged on Heishan, the death-will around him was already continuously seeping out.

"Yes. My final goal was only to die before her. From two thousand five hundred years ago, that’s what I’d wanted."

"I’ve got one minute left. Are you willing to listen to a clichéd story?"

"Go ahead~"

Su Tu sat up straight, no longer lazy.

Chen Yuan’s eyes sank slightly, as if recalling something.

"I was born in a small fishing village called Chen Village. It was a place of clear mountains and clean waters. In that era, the Martial Arts Dao had not yet fully spread. My dream was to have a fishing boat of my own.

Then I’d take Yingjiao riding the seas. That would definitely be cool."

A trace of genuine smile appeared on Chen Yuan’s face.

"But in the end, I never did manage it. I drowned in the sea, the three gods’ concepts descended, and on the brink of death, I became their first believer.

From the moment they descended, I lost control of my body. Everything in the mortal world excited Them; Chen Village became Their plaything.

In an instant, the ground was paved with bones, human skin turned into carpets. My family, my friends, all became bare skeletons.

Only Yingjiao, who was not in the village that day, escaped. Later, I founded the Tri-Deity Cult, and the overflowing Power of Faith dragged her down into it as well...

And then..."

Chen Yuan wanted to keep talking, but his body had already begun to collapse, like a clay doll being scorched by flames, cracks splitting open in all directions.

His mouth was still opening and closing, but no sound came out.

This was Chen Yuan’s story. For two thousand five hundred years, all he wanted was to die before Liu Yingjiao, but he only managed to tell the beginning of his story before he could no longer go on.

Just like the countless living beings who had fallen to his hands over the years—their stories had ended before they ever began.

No matter what schemes or bitter reasons Chen Yuan had, the blood on his hands would not lessen by a single drop.

Crash!!

Chen Yuan’s True Spirit completely shattered, and from within it surfaced a streak of dark purple light—that of an infant-shaped silhouette.

This was the concept of the Muddy World Divine Son. The concept had only just emerged, yet before any omen could manifest...

Su Tu’s voice sounded: "Eat, you gluttonous moon."

The next instant...

Crack!!!

The long-impatient blood moon instantly pressed down, directly swallowing that silhouette.

The three gods’ concepts had wholly become one!!!

[Three Gods Unite, Great Perfection of Annihilation. Congratulations, you have obtained Divine Skill: Destruction]

[Divine Skill: Destruction: You symbolize annihilation, symbolize silence, symbolize the end of all things. All things with form and without form, all thoughts that exist or do not exist, can be obliterated!]

The system prompt floated into view.

From the description alone one could feel how powerful this Divine Skill was, but unfortunately... Su Tu still could not use this Skill right now.

"So where exactly did ’I’ go..."

Su Tu couldn’t help rubbing his chin. He was Su Tu, yet also not. He was the Su Tu constructed of divinity within the Origin, but the real Su Tu had not been silenced.

Yet after facing his own identity head-on, he was certain the real Su Tu still existed.

But as for where he actually was, even Su Tu did not know.

"Forget it. I’ll deal with everything here in the Tri-Deity Cult first."

That was what Su Tu thought.

Although the faith poison had entered his body, to him—who had devoured the Muddy World concept—it no longer posed any threat.

And he already had an idea for what to do with this Power of Faith.

What he had to do now was...

"Today the listening wind is dull. I’ll wipe out the Three Deceits Cult here and now!"