Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System

Chapter 1045: Chapter 467: The Gods Will Not Return—The Martial God Erased from Memory! (Part 2)

Hence, they are referred to as the Ten Heavens of Martial Arts Dao!”

The Lord of Motion spoke quickly.

He didn’t understand why Wan Youtian suddenly asked him this question, as it was a story known to almost all members of the Human Race, an event written into the textbooks.

After hearing the Lord of Motion’s response, they all fell silent.

The entire conference room was enveloped in a strange silence.

Rustle~

After a long while, the sound of a holographic map being rotated broke the suffocating silence.

A figure abruptly appeared in front of everyone, seemingly a very young boy, but the moment you saw him, you felt a heavy sense of history.

“Greetings, Lord Dou Weitian!”

The Lord of Motion slowly bowed.

The newcomer was among the Ten Heavens, the master of all strategies, the person of Celestial Secret, Dou Weitian Zhuge Buruo.

His pursuit of Ascension to Divinity was very mysterious, aligned with the Celestial Secret, and his true body was long gone somewhere unknown, moving among humans only with an avatar.

“The invasion of the Void Spirits won’t stop, the frontline composed of advanced civilizations cannot prevent their advance; the reason the Void Spirits no longer invade is that they are waiting for something.”

“Be prepared, these monsters cannot be assessed with common sense; holding the line is meaningless.”

Zhuge Buruo made a decision the moment he appeared.

“Yes!”

The Lord of Motion nodded, his thoughts aligned with Zhuge Buruo’s, as the Void Spirits were coming fiercely, the Supreme Conference was annihilated, and the ultimate civilization remained silent, unknown whether they truly colluded with the Void Spirits or met some mishap.

Such an existence couldn’t be repelled just by a single line of defense, it was like talking nonsense.

Thus, he had long dispatched various strong warriors to hold the main and resource planets.

But he still felt insufficient.

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but look again at Zhuge Buruo.

“Lord Dou Weitian, the warriors that can be dispatched have all gone to various planets, but it’s still not enough, I wonder if at this time the sages?”

The Lord of Motion asked tentatively, answered by near cold indifference.

“They will die in the aftermath of the black mist!”

Upon hearing these words, the Lord of Motion showed no confusion, rather an indescribable excitement, as if a tumor was about to be removed.

He was very clear on what exactly those sages hidden between the subspace and reality were.

Rather than calling them sages, it would be more accurate to call them tumors.

But due to their strength and past status, the Lord of Motion had no authority to move against them, resulting in many ridiculous things among the Human Race coming from their hands.

This power was indeed strong, but completely uncontrollable and could even backlash.

If they could die after the black mist, it would be simply killing two birds with one stone.

The Lord of Motion was excited to say something, but when he looked up again, he noticed the Ten Heavens were already gone.

However, he was accustomed to this; in the eyes of the Human Race, the Ten Heavens were akin to gods, except without the title, they were no different from gods, naturally omnipotent.

“Martial God…”

Suddenly, the name mentioned by Wan Youtian emerged from the depths of the Lord of Motion’s heart, stirring a strange excitement.

But now was clearly not the time to think about these things.

He quickly contacted various strong warriors, ensuring that their deployment across planets didn’t affect the front lines and guaranteeing cooperation among them.

From the day he sat in this position, unending work had always surrounded him.

Yet, what the Lord of Motion didn’t know was that at this moment, in another space, the Ten Heavens of Martial Arts Dao were observing his every move.

“Turns out, Chang Shi and the others have indeed been quite bothersome these years.”

“When I said they would die after the black mist, even this boy couldn’t control his expression.”

Zhuge Buruo said with slight amusement.

“If you tell him, we too will fall after the black mist, perhaps he’ll be even more excited.”

Simu Changsheng, who was constantly drinking white wine and smacking his lips, said.

However, his words carried no hint of sarcasm or jest.

“What’s destined needs no further elaboration.”

“I didn’t expect that these memories only awakened yesterday.”

“In hindsight, it’s laughable. We felt regret and despair at his death, yet we came because of him; time, fate, cause and effect—the wonder of it all.”

Zhuge Buruo laughed heartily, his eyes flashing with excitement.

“Heh, thought it was old eleven, but now I don’t even know what to call it.”

“What a mess…”

Simu Changsheng crouched over, muttering.

The other Heavens burst into laughter, the scene resembled not a gathering of celestial beings but rather a child’s unruly romp.

“Apart from us and him, I think now the Martial God has vanished from everyone’s memory.”

“The dots and lines have manifested, now it lacks the ‘face’…”

Zhuge Buruo said meaningfully, then gazed at a small Human Race planet.

Everything’s cause, already predetermined; today is the past, today is the future, today is everything.

“Folks, let’s go for a nature walk to commemorate our ‘awakening’.”

“Let us take a stride beyond the black mist!”

Zhuge Buruo said loudly.

“Drinks after the mist, delightful~” Simu Changsheng laughed heartily, fading into nothingness.

Wan Youtian’s lips curved: “Hardly awakened, let’s do what we should do.”

“Ah, an exciting slaughter game begins~” Killing Heaven said somewhat teasingly.

One by one, the figures of the Heavens gradually disappeared.

Finally, only Zhuge Buruo stood there.

He took a deep breath.

As if talking to himself, or speaking to some existence.

“Your arrangement, only you can see clearly, we are but pieces on the board, now is the time for your awakening.”

“We come because of you, and shall act as your final ‘key’.”

With that, Zhuge Buruo’s figure scattered like starlight.

…..

On a small Human Race planet.

Su Tu stood in the square, his expression solemn and silent.

In the square, there were ten statues—the statues of the Ten Heavens of Martial Arts Dao—and given their contributions to the Human Race, having statues to honor them was entirely appropriate.

But the real issue was, not long ago he remembered there had been nine faceless statues standing there.

Those were the statues of the Nine Martial Gods.

Yet somehow, the statues were replaced.

The status of the Ten Heavens, though towering, was far inferior compared to the Martial God.

The Human Race would never replace the statues of Martial God with those of the Ten Heavens.

Even if willing, the Ten Heavens wouldn’t agree.

But what exactly was going on now??

Underneath the statues, a female teacher was with a group of children, explaining the achievements of the statues.

“Children, you must remember these are the true saviors of the Human Race. Three thousand years ago, as the Human Race emerged from the Star River, becoming prey among the myriad races, it was them who stood out.

Laid down Martial Arts Dao, left Heart and Spirit, and opened a path of survival for our race.

The Human Race wished to call them Martial Gods, but they refused and did not allow it….”

Listening to the teacher’s words, Su Tu felt absurd; this differed so much from what he knew; the refusal of Martial Arts Dao Ten Heavens and opening of the Martial Arts Dao, what nonsense!!

Su Tu intended to step forward and ask about the truth behind her words.

But suddenly….

His Heart and Spirit began to burst with boundless ripples, and then scenes of memories never known before appeared before him.

It was a vastly distant past, within which Su Tu saw the disconnect with Su Zhou and the disappearance of Xue Yue, looking at him from there.

Within lay endless causality and destiny.