Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System

Chapter 983: Chapter 436: Descent of the Holy Son, Eternal Venerable God!!

"It truly baffles me."

In Star River’s mind, the conversation he just had with Liu Yuan emerged.

"Don’t worry, I promised you, the Human Race will not fear the arrival of gods, because by that time, the Human Race will have long ceased to exist.

This war, I will not use the Human Race as my strategy, but... if the Human Race insists on getting involved, don’t blame me..."

A sly smile appeared on Star River’s face.

As those words fell.

Behind him, several shadows slowly emerged, outlined but unable to truly enter this world.

"Sir, everything is ready, we can start the war at any time."

"Just wondering, what is the excuse for the war?"

A tall shadow opened its mouth with cupped hands.

"Void Spirit..."

Star River gently uttered two words.

"Void Spirit invasion!"

"Among all races, there has been a Void Spirit invasion; many native clansmen have been bewitched by the Void Spirit, their bodies occupied, intending to open the ’Void’ to lead the invasion of Void Spirits!

To prevent further chaos, we must purge the Void Spirits in advance."

Upon hearing this, the five shadows were momentarily stunned, then glanced at each other, and without saying more, simply uttered a single word.

"Yes!!"

Then they bowed and slowly disappeared.

Once Star River was left alone in the space, he stepped into the air, arriving instantly at the top of the strange tree.

Among its branches, a handsome and graceful youth sat quietly cross-legged.

Around him, forty-two ’fruits’ seemed to form a mysterious array, continuously channeling indescribable forces into the youth’s body.

"The Cause and Effect of Godhood as the tree, the future Immortal Divine as the fruit, nourished by the vitality of the entire Star River.

Just waiting for you to mature completely and resolve everything..."

Star River watched the youth and spoke softly, then as if recalling something, he lowered his head, emanating an immense sorrow.

However, just at the moment he lowered his head, unbeknownst to him...

The youth, whose eyes had been tightly shut, lightly twitched his eyelids, revealing pupils interlaced with black and red that reflected everything!

At the same time.

In the Tri-Deity Cult’s headquarters.

The gray, red, and white Archbishops strolled among the disciples, shrouded in a mystical scarlet, meticulously seeking out impurity within their faith.

Today was already the sixth evening; if by the seventh day, the Holy Son cannot descend,

Then, to prevent the collapse of the Tri-Deity Cult’s doctrines, Sect Leader Chen Yuan’s plan must be executed.

This was an outcome none of them wished for, so finding impurity became their greatest hope.

However, the faith in the Eternal Venerable God is essentially rooted in the same source as the Tri-Deity.

Finding the flaw within is just as difficult as finding a specific drop in the ocean.

Thus, no matter how they tried, they couldn’t find the so-called ’impurity.’

Time passed by minute by minute, turning the initial eagerness in the eyes of the gray and red Bishops into coldness.

Only the White Robe had a hint of reluctance when looking at those disciples.

Chen Yuan, too, walked amidst this faith, his eyes tranquil as an unfathomable abyss.

Even though he knew that if the Holy Son ultimately couldn’t descend, all the senior disciples present would face death, his eyes remained devoid of any emotion.

Almost as if, to him, the lives of these senior disciples were nothing more than the lives of ants.

He walked leisurely across the blood pool, arriving at the center of the altar, silent as a statue.

The Gray Robe was the first to arrive, helplessly shaking his head, followed closely by the Red Robe, who did the same.

The White Robe arrived late, she removed her hood, revealing a slightly gentle face, looking at Chen Yuan with knitted brows, having a moment of hesitance.

However, before she could speak,

accompanied by the explosion of a bell at the center of the blood pool, all the disciples immersed in the torment of Heart and Spirit suddenly opened their eyes.

It was midnight, the day of the Holy Son’s descent.

Buzz buzz buzz!!!

Waves of intense faith surged from the disciples, and the vivid shadows of the Tri-Deity seemed ready to emerge from the faith, to completely descend.

If this was a past Holy Son’s descent, such faith would have made Chen Yuan and the Archbishops overjoyed.

But this time is different...

This purely obsessive faith has slipped beyond control; should the Holy Son descend, this power would elevate the Tri-Deity Cult to new heights.

But if the Holy Son does not come, faith will collapse, regress, retaliate against the Cult, and in an instant, the vast Tri-Deity Cult would be utterly destroyed...

"The world is a void, all realms are pain, may our Tri-Deity liberate the souls!!"

Chen Yuan spread his arms, speaking slowly, his voice majestic and holy, infused with a mystical sound as if truly communicating with the divine.

All disciples followed him in a high call.

For a moment, the Power of Faith surged like an overwhelming wave, crashing against the entire temple.

Scarlet light illuminated the hall, the bloody glow emitted an inexplicable sacredness.

Countless streams of faith began to spread toward the altar.

There was a smile on Chen Yuan’s face, yet his eyes remained extremely cold; the Archbishops clearly knew that there was still no sign of the Holy Son’s descent...

Meanwhile, outside the hall, fierce stars with faces obscured by mist waited quietly.

They were the most unique existence within the Three Deceits Cult, with no faith, no thoughts, only pure killing intent, belonging to Chen Yuan, only obeying the Sect Leader’s orders.

Once the gates of slaughter open, any existence will become a soul taken by their blades.

Even all the senior disciples!!

Their intent to kill was not hidden, but the disciples were already veiled by their fanatic faith, completely oblivious to their presence.

The fervor for faith and the anticipation for the Holy Son’s descent made them enter a state of complete abandon.

They wildly shouted their doctrines, their eyes frantically fixed on the altar.

Yet among this frenzy, a small number of disciples, though seemingly fanatical on the surface, had clear eyes deep down, even showing some disdain.

These people communicated through special faith resonance, blending into the Tri-Deity faith, even Chen Yuan could not detect.

They were the Doomsday Believers cultivated by the Hua family brothers.

After being saved by Su Tu, they silently developed believers within the Three Deceits Cult. Su Tu could reincarnate in faith, and the brothers took the lead.

"Something’s off, killing intent outside the door!"

A Heart Disciple urged urgently.

"It’s not strange, they are merely three false gods; before the Venerable God’s arrival, they might dare to show themselves, but once the Venerable God descends, the false gods naturally won’t dare, if the Holy Son doesn’t appear, the faith will definitely crumble.

By then, the Three Deceits Cult would be blown to pieces; that guy Chen Yuan held onto the Three Deceits Cult for a millennium, as for survival by severing one’s limbs, he naturally understands."

Hua Yun replied through faith resonance.

"Well, he has severed quite enough, only the head remains. The Bible says, by the third刻 of midnight, the Holy Son will descend; soon, this place will become Purgatory!"

Hua Yu responded.

"Divine Envoys, what should we do??"

"Avoid it??"

A disciple inquired.

Upon hearing this, Hua Yun did not hesitate, his eyes flashed with an extreme belief: "Avoid it?? Why should the True God evade the false gods!!"

"If the false god doesn’t descend, we shall dye the sky with blood, inform these fools, that the world has only one True God, and that is... the Eternal Venerable God!!"

The eyes of the Doomsday Believers also shone with an extreme brilliance.

That was the ’fire’ willing to give everything for the truth, for their God.

Clang! Clang!! Clang!!

As the great bell resounded thrice, the third刻 of midnight arrived, the Holy Son’s descent!!

All disciples simultaneously looked at the altar, yet... the grand scene of the Holy Son’s descent did not appear, only boundless solitude.

Instantly, each disciple froze in place, not speaking, not questioning, yet cracks of darkness began to appear within their previously pure faith...

Chen Yuan sighed, indeed there was no miracle; he whispered.

"Act..."

"Prepare to act!" The Hua family brothers’ eyes sank.

But in the next moment...

Buzz!!!!

A dazzling light that no one could directly gaze at exploded above the altar, a small figure appeared from nothingness, emerging from the void.

The Holy Son... had descended!!