Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System

Chapter 945: Chapter 419: We May All Die, But You Must Not—You Will Ascend to Divinity over Our Corpses!

At the moment the throne appeared, Su Tu sensed a deadly crisis, as if standing on a tightrope, with a mountain of knives and a sea of fire, and the Forest Hell beneath his feet.

This feeling was piercing and intense, making him feel like something was stuck in his throat. The powerful intuition brought by the Inference of Heaven became even more acute after his recent transformation.

What was once a vague sense of crisis could now almost materialize into a phantom shadow before his eyes the moment he perceived it.

At this moment, Su Tu saw a blood-red ocean enveloping the heavens, a sea of blood that annihilates all, pressing the heavens into silence.

At the sight of that ocean of silence, three words surfaced in his heart.

Do not look directly, do not face it, do not resist.

Su Tu’s brow slightly furrowed. The fleeting thoughts stirred by his significant transformation in strength were promptly set straight.

Even though he had almost become a force to be reckoned with, his true enemy was never his peers.

But those entities beyond imagination.

For this reason, he must always maintain a sense of crisis and action!

What he needs to do... is to run through this unexplained, unfounded... ’reincarnation.’

At this moment, the eyes of every prodigy were fixed solely on the blood-red throne, their gazes became feverishly intense, yet none dared to act rashly.

In the depths of their hearts, they had a premonition that the throne was not yet completely whole.

They were all waiting, waiting for the throne’s ultimate ascension.

Now Su Tu, like those prodigies, gazed at the blood-red throne.

The throne was immense, like a towering mountain, with blood-colored carvings like veins coiling around it, and twisted sun and moon atop the throne.

In the convergence of sun and moon, a door indistinctly appeared within.

And the cause of the crisis Su Tu felt was nothing other than that elusive... door!!

Su Tu’s gaze fell on the ’door,’ and in the next moment, his eyes involuntarily shuddered violently.

Because, this door was not unfamiliar to him, it even looked somewhat familiar...

It was the scene of his first cultivation of Basic Skill, he entered that fragmented space, comprehended Immortal Burial, and upon returning, he vaguely saw a dilapidated celestial gate.

And that celestial gate, was identical to the ’door’ behind the sun and moon on the throne before him!!!

"No wonder all races attach so much importance to this competition, no wonder the ten celestial beings treat this contest with such seriousness and caution."

"It turns out, this so-called True King Competition actually relates to the Immortals...."

Su Tu thought to himself.

A fragmented celestial gate engraved with the word ’South,’ imprinted upon the heavens suppressing countless Deceitful Gods of the East, ending the boundless path of the North.

These three words constructed Su Tu’s Inner Realm and laid the foundation of his Martial Arts Dao.

Earlier, Ah Chang said that this Immortal Burial was an anchor point left by the Daluos, only those with the appearance of Immortal Divine are qualified to cultivate.

And these three Inner Realm locations originate from Immortal Burial, surely hiding numerous mysteries.

On this blood-red throne, unexpectedly engraved was the fragmented celestial gate from the Inner Realm, clearly involving the Immortals, perhaps even holding deeper secrets.

Su Tu, already intent on ascending this throne, now found his determination even firmer.

Buzzing~

The blood-red lights on the throne gradually dimmed, the glow began to retract continuously as if the vein-like carvings came to life, started trembling slightly, adding a sense of eeriness to the towering throne in this instant.

And as the veins trembled, the ’door’ behind the twisted sun and moon became increasingly clear.

Su Tu knew that when the ’door’ fully manifested, it would mark the final climax of this competition.

His casual glance revealed countless ambitious, murderous eyes staring at the throne, no other emotions left in those eyes, only two words... Ascension to Divinity!!

In this moment, all races maintained an unprecedented harmony, even though the two races were only ten thousand meters apart, instantly reachable, no conflicts occurred.

They were all waiting, waiting for the throne to issue the final call to slaughter.

These prodigies, brimming with universal attention within their respective races, ultimately would just be dry bones beside the throne, blood mud beneath Emperor Dao.

Su Tu sighed lightly, yet his eyes held no trace of compassion. The moment they stepped onto this Ancient Path, this scene was destined to happen.

In an instant, he landed on the ground, the Human Race had completely exterminated the Elf Race, bodies thrown into a large pit, engulfed by roaring flames.

Completely severing any possibility of resurgence, this is also an ancient habit of the Human Race, now forgotten by the Humans, but remembered by the Celestial Martial Race’s walkers.

This habit was forged by the newly emerged Humans from the Star River, based on life-and-death experiences, when the Humans’ understanding of life remained at the point where severing the head meant extermination.

And those races capable of resurgence dealt a harsh blow to the Humans, hence in any battle, the Humans would burn corpses, needing to see their enemies reduced to ashes to feel assured.

However, as the Humans gained strength, they no longer needed fire to turn enemies to ashes, thus this tradition was long abandoned.

Now, Lin An and the others revived this ancient custom for one reason, to consolidate the people’s hearts.