Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System

Chapter 946: Chapter 419: All of Us May Die, But Not You—You Will Ascend to Divinity atop Our Bones

They utilize this method to remind everyone that you are all part of the Human Race...

Staring at the burning pit, Su Tu was clearly taken aback. He knew of this custom but hadn’t expected to witness such an ancient tradition here.

Beside him, Lin An quickly used Heart and Spirit transmission to explain to Su Tu.

"It’s not that we want to indulge in formalism, but this throne is wrong!"

"Ever since this throne appeared, the hostility among the various races has doubled, and this hostility isn’t just targeted at the Foreign Race, it even affects comrades around them."

"This must be the throne’s doing."

"The rule of this competition is simple: to slaughter all the heaven’s pride experts and ascend the throne. Therefore, I fear that once the throne completely erupts, everyone will be drawn to it, irrespective of friend or foe, driven to slaughter, ultimately aiming to ascend the throne."

"To prevent such a scenario, Lanshan suggested using this ancient custom to remind us as much as possible that we are all Human Race and must avoid internal conflict."

Upon hearing Lin An’s words, Su Tu nodded slightly.

Indeed, this time the rule is the demise of all under heaven, leading alone to the path of the emperor, so it’s not surprising that the throne would stir everyone’s murderous intent.

It’s remarkable how quickly they reacted and devised a countermeasure.

The trio from the Ten Celestial Martial Race was indeed extraordinary; Simu Jiuchen’s combat prowess was formidable, and from that punch just now, Su Tu discerned the nuance.

This fellow’s strength is not much weaker than Long Wang’s, where hundreds of direct battles might not yield a definitive victor.

And this Lin An possesses a commanding presence; heaven’s pride experts are usually arrogant, not to mention these top-notch ones. Su Tu noticed that these heaven’s pride experts respected Simu Jiuchen and Zhao Lanshan at most due to their standing in the Ten Celestial Martial Race.

But they adhered to Lin An, showcasing a natural leadership quality that’s extremely challenging to form innately.

Zhao Lanshan, on the other hand, is meticulous. From the Human Race to this point, he remained virtually unscathed and even annihilated several races, demonstrating Zhao Lanshan’s skill.

The contemporary walkers of the Ten Celestial Martial Race are bound to be remarkable, always representing the strongest among the Human Race’s young generation.

However, due to Su Tu’s presence, this group of walkers appeared quite overshadowed and lacked presence, but that doesn’t mean they are weak.

"What should be done?"

"To battle until the end, we among ourselves will also become opponents."

Su Tu transmitted through Heart and Spirit.

Upon hearing this issue, Zhao Lanshan, who had remained silent, lowered his eyebrows, while Lin An helplessly shook his head.

Simu Jiuchen didn’t bother hiding anything, and with a grin, he revealed a mouthful of white teeth.

"What is there to think about, you’re so strong that you’re not even in the same league as us."

"How could we be your match? Although we have some hidden moves, those means certainly can’t be used against our own."

"In essence, we walkers are the embodiment of our ancestors’ desires, striving for the Human Race. The Human Race is without gods, while the gods return."

You are stronger than us and more qualified to sit in that position. What the Human Race needs is not a bunch of heaven’s pride experts but a true ’god!’"

"Su Tu, we’ve thought it over!!"

Simu Jiuchen patted Lin An’s not-so-broad shoulder beside him with such force that Lin An staggered.

"For the Human Race to reach this point, it’s thanks to the support of thousands of families, living as a community. I don’t understand politics or situations. I can’t clearly see what the Federation is currently up to, but all I know is that we are all Human Race!"

"Su Tu!! We will support you to ascend the throne!!"

Simu Jiuchen’s voice wasn’t impassioned, even somewhat calm, but precisely because of this, Su Tu could feel his sincerity even more.

One could say the words spoken by the other party completely exceeded Su Tu’s expectations.

He originally thought he would get a response about resisting foreign races and then relying on one’s abilities.

But unexpectedly, he heard this response at last.

And making this decision were the walkers from the Ten Celestial Martial Race, those known as the leaders of the younger generation throughout history, making such a choice.

By saying these words, it equates to... willingly embracing death.

Inference of Heaven’s intuition told Su Tu they were not lying.

For a moment, Su Tu was slightly tongue-tied, not knowing what to say. Truly, with his current strength, he had enough confidence to ascend the throne if everyone were to rely on their abilities at last.

But the shock brought about by the words "we will support you to ascend the throne" is a completely different feeling from that.

His gaze involuntarily shifted to the other heaven’s pride experts in the group, those among whom he recognized most of them correctly, as he’d sparred with them in the Ancestor Hall.

However, he didn’t see Feng and Mu Wuyang, nor was Jia Xun among the crowd.

Su Tu merely thought they were still fighting elsewhere and didn’t speculate further.

Directing his gaze at those focused on restoring their states, these heaven’s pride experts were trying to achieve their best condition before the throne fully appeared.

To face the upcoming bloody massacre, Su Tu clearly saw the ambition in quite a few people’s eyes, which is normal.

Hearts are varied, born different.

Su Tu didn’t believe these heaven’s pride experts would all willingly turn into mere emperor dao skeletons. They are all heaven’s pride experts, advancing vigorously in their environments.

Perhaps it’s because Su Tu’s thoughts were evident.

Zhao Lanshan’s voice echoed in his mind.

"Xiaotu, calling you like this feels closer, so I’ll be bold and call you that."

"I know what you’re thinking. Not everyone is willing to be the supporting cast, nor does everyone know what kind of situation the Human Race currently faces.

When we learned that all newborns of our ten tribes attend their first class at the age of eight, and the content of that class is to reflect our Heart and Spirit upon the years when the Human Race first emerged from the Star River.

Thus, we deeply understand what kind of life that was. The Human Race may fight amongst themselves and clash in battle, but must not become cattle and sheep, blood food, or pets!!

With the gods returning and the Human Race without deities, how could they stand as a high civilization? Under the deities, all beings are ants. The Human Race has made countless enemies, and the first thing the returning gods will surely do is to settle scores with the Human Race.

The Human Race must not endure all that again; hence, the Human Race must, must!! must!!! must have a god of their own!!"

Zhao Lanshan spoke solemnly.

"For this purpose, sacrificing everything is worthwhile; I can die, Anzi can, the brute can as well, but not you."

"I’ll be this villain."

Zhao Lanshan’s voice bore no emotion, his tone was gentle but was as merciless as programmed.

Listening to his words, Su Tu uncharacteristically fell into silence, unsure of what to say.

His hands couldn’t help but clench as he gazed at that throne with indescribable emotion in his eyes.

He could object, stand on the moral high ground, and question Zhao Lanshan and others for having the audacity to decide someone else’s fate, even if he is the sole beneficiary.

But he couldn’t bring himself to do such a thing; after all he’s been through, he deeply understands that there’s never been a victory without sacrifice in this world.

"Did you learn something I don’t know?"

After a while, Su Tu solemnly asked.

Knowing Su Tu’s strength, Zhao Lanshan and others, if it were only about supporting, aiding Su Tu’s ascension to the throne, there wouldn’t be a need to say so much, just wait for the final battles.

But now, their words alerted Su Tu.

The so-called support by the trio definitely isn’t solely about willingly failing, conceding, and embracing death to let Su Tu ascend the throne.

They must have known something, hence choosing these words.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Lanshan and the others exchanged glances, and Lin An chuckled softly: "You’re indeed quite perceptive, detecting something amiss with just a few words."

"We originally wanted to act quietly, but we still have a bit of youthful naivety and thought it would be nice to leave something behind."

"After thinking it over, we ultimately decided to leave a bright and upright impression in the heart of the future ’god,’ you, is the best."

Lin An spoke humorously and lightly, but Su Tu seemed to sense the underlying bloodiness....

Looking at the trio, his pupils suddenly trembled, and a touch of azure emerged. With Inference of Heaven activated, Su Tu stood at a purely omniscient angle, as if overlooking everything from the end of the Dao.

Then the Innate Divine Techniques, Life and Death in the Palm, were launched, summoning all cause and effect. Glancing at the trio, countless causal threads emerged, myriad possibilities and future streams swirling.

In the next moment!!

Su Tu saw... Behind these three stood an old man, an old man Su Tu knew all too well, who accompanied him from childhood, not quite a relative, yet akin to one...

Gong Uncle!!!