Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System

Chapter 1053: Chapter 459: Ascension to Divinity Has Always Been a Lie, the Annihilation of All Races Draws Near! (2)

This question had always lingered at the bottom of World Light’s heart. As the number of reincarnations increased, he gradually stopped seeking the answer to this question.

But this does not mean he doesn’t care about the question. It is because he cares too much that it has become an obsession, deeply hidden in his heart.

Therefore, at the moment Zhuge Buruo pointed it out, that hint of obsession was rekindled.

“Don’t rush; you need a bit more time to wipe out this Star River completely, and after all, this is the last life of the Human Race.

Why not, let’s become enlightened ghosts, and I will also tell you what you want to know, how about it?”

Zhuge Buruo faced the terrifyingly divine aura of World Light and continued to talk eloquently.

“Alright~”

World Light agreed immediately without a hint of hesitation.

He understood that for the Human Race to act in such a way, there must be some method hidden behind them, but he did not care, as it was the absolute confidence accumulated throughout countless reincarnations.

“Gods don’t exist, do they?”

“All higher civilizations have been annihilated because of ‘gods.’

“The Ascension Path we have been exploring always falls a step short because gods never existed. How did you achieve this?”

Zhuge Buruo spoke earnestly.

“Don’t exist? You could say that the original gods did exist, but the moment Daluo’s projection descended, all the gods evaporated into thin air.”

“It’s just that, throughout countless reincarnations, I adjusted the memories of all races slightly. Although difficult, only able to change one one-thousandth each reincarnation, fortunately, I have enough time.”

“Their faith had long been planted in the cause and effect and connected to me.”

“As for the Ascension Path you seek…”

World Light lifted his hand and pointed to the radiant strange tree behind him.

“The Cause and Effect of Godhood in this Star River has long been locked by me; it’s not that you fall one step short, but that step has been taken by me.”

“You few truly possess unparalleled talent; if the cause and effect were not locked by me, perhaps you might have had a chance to ascend to godhood.”

Upon hearing World Light speak thusly, the Martial Arts Dao disciples didn’t show a trace of regret, but rather a sense of relief.

They had always been striving for Ascension but never found the way.

This made them feel very guilty, feeling that as disciples of Martial Arts Dao, they had failed to live up to the trust of the Human Race, unable to fully protect them.

But now knowing, it was not their fault; they instead breathed a sigh of relief.

“So that’s it; it’s not that we walked the wrong path, but that there was no path to walk in the first place.”

Zhuge Buruo’s tone was complex.

At the same time, his eyes showed a hint of undetectable horror.

He realized everything about reincarnation because, not long ago, the memories suddenly appeared in their minds out of nowhere.

Zhuge Buruo was aware of World Light’s power, but he didn’t expect that it could reach such an extent.

In countless reincarnations, step by step, replacing the vanished gods, connecting faith to himself, such methods are utterly unprecedented.

“There’s no need to be shocked; if you can continue in the endless cycle of reincarnation, you could achieve all this too.”

World Light, sensing Zhuge Buruo’s shock, casually spoke.

Then, his gaze turned serious, and he earnestly said.

“Now, can you tell me why those existences chose our home?”

World Light’s voice was very calm.

But his voice surfaced directly in Zhuge Buruo’s heart, transforming into Han characters flashing before Zhuge Buruo’s eyes.

Irrefutable, non-negotiable.

There was no killing intent, no harbinger, but Zhuge Buruo knew that if he didn’t speak, he and his peers would be completely annihilated in an instant.

Yet Zhuge Buruo’s face still bore a faint, elusive smile.

Under the boundless pressure, Zhuge Buruo chuckled lightly: “At least let me ask a few more questions; after all…”

However, before he could finish this sentence.

Splurt!!!

Bright red blood splattered across the Star River, and World Light’s hand, shrouded in black mist, pierced straight through Zhuge Buruo’s chest.

In World Light’s eyes, there was no longer any curiosity.

“I know you are stalling for time, though I don’t mind and don’t think you can stir up any storms.”

“But, after all, this is the last life; there can be no accidents. What you said just now was a small indulgence of mine.”

“In this world, there are no things without regrets, no problems that must be solved…”

World Light spoke calmly.

And around him, the Martial Arts Dao disciples had already charged in, burning everything within themselves in that instant, the terrifying aura dispersing the billowing black mist.

And Zhuge Buruo, locking his grip tightly onto the arm that pierced his chest.

“Ah, indeed, I couldn’t hide it from you; it really is painful. Can you really extinguish my essence by tracing through my incarnation?”

“But that’s fine, after all, killing us… requires time.. doesn’t it?”

Zhuge Buruo spoke as blood oozed from his mouth.

Their goal was clear, which was to stall for time, delay World Light’s action against the Human Race, and the best way to delay, ineffable in two words…

Sacrifice!!

And the fact that they could make World Light utter so many words was already a gain.

“Why do you want to do this?”

“There’s no meaning, all of the Human Race’s trump cards, every fallback measure, I’ve seen and countered them all throughout countless reincarnations.”

“Your stalling has no value, or rather…”

Only Zhuge Buruo’s perpetually languid smile responded to him.

World Light’s eyes shook; he suddenly recalled not long ago, a fleeting glimpse of Daluo’s Power, and connected it with this unusual move by the Martial Arts Dao disciples, and his heart couldn’t help but harbor a sense of inexplicable unease.

He believed the Martial Arts Dao disciples did not fear death; for the Human Race, they could give everything. The Human Race, across countless reincarnations, had proven that this race never lacked such existences.

But such existences would not die meaninglessly. Their death must have a deeper purpose.

Especially when the Martial Arts Dao disciples knew that he had a method of using Divine Power to instantly kill all advanced civilizations, they wouldn’t dare to throw their lives away so recklessly.

Unless death itself was their goal.

They…. are not merely trying to stall for time; they want to die by his hand!!

“No mistakes can be made!! Absolutely no room for error!!”

Clearly, merely by a single thought, he could completely annihilate Zhuge Buruo, but at this moment, World Light made no move at all.

If in past reincarnations, as the ‘sole player,’ he could act recklessly without regard, this being the last reincarnation, failure would mean no opportunity for a do-over.

Thus, he.. dares not kill!!

To World Light, the Martial Arts Dao disciples were nothing more than slightly larger ants, but he dared not crush them with his fingers, for he was uncertain whether these ants’ death would unleash ‘toxicity.’

Crash!!!

Rumble!!!

The Martial Arts Dao disciples unleashed their killing techniques, their horrifying power sent the stars shuddering, but all were blocked by the black mist.

World Light just stood there, not counterattacking, merely defending.

Then, with a sudden wave of his hand.

The black mist surged, transforming into intangible shackles that wrapped the Martial Arts Dao disciples entirely within them.

Along with Zhuge Buruo, they were all imprisoned on the Star River.

“Cannot kill!”

Ultimately, World Light made this choice; the Martial Arts Dao disciples could die, but not now.

He wanted to wait until all races perished, the Human Race became a sacrifice, and everything settled before killing the Martial Arts Dao disciples.

“You wish to die so fervently, yet I will not grant your wish.”

World Light said, his gaze sweeping over Zhuge Buruo.

“Not killing? How regrettable~”

Zhuge Buruo spoke nonchalantly, but World Light keenly caught a trace of eagerness in the depths of his eyes.

This only confirmed his suspicion; there must be an issue with the Martial Arts Dao disciples’ desire for death.