Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System

Chapter 987: Chapter 438: The Beginning of Star River’s Chaos, Kneeling to the Eternal Venerable God!

Among the advanced civilizations, they began to smear each other, mercilessly slaughtering one another.

The era of great peace shattered overnight, and the entire Star River became a quagmire of desire and greed.

Perhaps the Star River was meant to be like this, only this time, there wouldn’t be any pretense at all.

It is worth mentioning that, although the Human Race Federation and the Seven Great Alliances were previously at odds, they signed a treaty again after the meeting and stood together once more.

Though the two civilizations have been fighting constantly, each with hidden motives, they have collaborated over the ages and know each other’s background.

This meeting came with treachery, abruptly, seemingly like a carnival of advanced civilizations, but behind it, they felt the strong ultimate civilization revealing its fangs.

Thus, the allies who pointed knives at each other stood together once more, and some ancient and powerful advanced civilizations did the same, forming alliances covertly, quietly waiting.

Waiting for the complete eruption of these dark undercurrents.

With the final roar, a wail, all strong ones on this planet were slaughtered, and all ordinary beings kneeled as if enslaved, marked with the imprint of slavery.

"Colluding with Void Spirits is unforgivable; ignorant as you are, your punishment is to be enslaved by us, atoning for your sins."

The figure on the airship spoke indifferently.

A slave kneeling on the ground glared angrily, shouting, "Defamation!! This is defamation!!"

"My race has never been involved with so-called Void Spirits, nor has it ever sheltered them!!"

"You are fulfilling your desires through this slaughter..."

The man roared unwillingly, but before he could finish his sentence...

Bang~

A streak of light casually fell, obliterating his body, and the others kneeling trembled in fear, not daring to move.

"Ants, what qualifications do you have to know all this? You are just insignificant tools under the great force."

The leader said softly.

The expression indifferent, like a god above.

And the same scene continued to play out across the Star River.

Chaos, slaughter, plunder, and occupation became the main theme of the Star River, taking centuries, millennia, or even longer to maintain peace, but returning to barbarism only takes...

One night.

What no one knew was that, as the slaughter took place, some unseen power was condensing in the void, pouring into a special space.

Absorbed by a bizarre twisted freakish tree.

Three Deceits Cult Headquarters.

Deep within the Supreme Divine Hall, inside a glorious palace, a seven or eight-year-old child quietly sat on the throne, before him, Chen Yuan and three bishops bowed on the ground.

"Lord Divine Son, I never thought that you would personally descend this time."

Chen Yuan spoke respectfully, his gaze unintentionally swept over the child.

"Indeed, strange and extraordinary, in such a short time, he has grown to the appearance of a seven or eight-year-old. Usually, this Divine Son would have withered and dissipated into the void."

Chen Yuan thought to himself.

Generally, the summoned spirits by faith are remnants of the Divine Son, called forth through rituals, lasting only a brief moment before they dissipate into void due to the extinction of the remnant spirit.

At this point, they would utilize the remaining faith to create Divine Grace, thereby advancing further.

But this time, they were clearly disappointed, as the Divine Son, transformed from Su Tu, showed no sign of extinction; instead, he swiftly matured within a short time.

From a tiny infant to a present child appearance.

"Oh? You seem very disappointed by my personal descent?"

"Is it because I took away your faith?"

Su Tu sat on the throne, speaking with a relaxed and playful tone, as if the words of a joking child.

But as the words came out, it instantly annoyed those present, making them tremble.

Chen Yuan quickly said, "No, no, no!!! O Divine Son, you jest! We are God’s slaves, God’s servants. All faith is yours; we do not dare think otherwise!!"

While speaking, Chen Yuan knelt on both knees, bowed deeply, paying high respects to Su Tu, with the Red Robe, Black Robe, and White Robe mimicking his actions.

An entity beyond Daoist Master, three top Daoist Masters were bowing before a seven or eight-year-old child.

If outsiders saw this scene, it would surely shock them to tremble.

Yet seeing it all, Su Tu’s heart was unmoved. From the beginning, he had discovered something, which was that he seemed to have lost emotion.

His original True Spirit had extinguished, and the current True Spirit was resurrecting amongst all things, returning among the anchors of faith.

Without any extra emotions and desires, only pure goals and execution, this feeling discomforted Su Tu, but he couldn’t deny, in this state, he had extraordinarily clear goals for what was about to occur.

This state resembled the so-called divinity, but now was not the time to dwell on it.

"Is it? I thought you found me an eyesore."

Su Tu spoke playfully, walking down the throne, slowly approaching Chen Yuan, his words seemingly casual, yet inexplicably chilly.

Strange, terrifying, unknowable, unviewable.

This was the feeling Su Tu gave Chen Yuan and the others. Clearly, there was no power in the Divine Son’s body, only accumulated faith, yet he gave an untouchable sensation.

"Oh, Divine Son, my faith is purely unmatched. If you doubt, my life, spirit, Heart and Spirit, all are yours to take!!"

Chen Yuan bowed profoundly again before Su Tu.

Su Tu’s eyes lightly trembled, then his fair hand slowly reached out, and in the void, as if some unimaginable formidable monster revealed its fangs.

Crack crack crack~

The squeezed space emitted bizarre sounds, yet Chen Yuan remained, allowing himself to be massacred, without any fluctuation of power.

Until finally, Su Tu’s palm slowly descended upon his shoulder.

"I naturally believe you."

"We, for years, did not descend, and today awoke to the human world; you have labored hard. From today, you can bring five you deem most devout to visit me every day."

Su Tu spoke, his voice young, yet carrying unspeakable holiness and ethereal quality.

Though close at hand, the voice seemed to originate from another dimension.

"Thank you, Divine Son!! Thank you, Divine Son!!"

"Grateful for your trust, we are willing to offer everything for the Three Gods!!"

"All is illusion, all things are illusion, only pain real and true!!"

Chen Yuan, with a trembling excited face, eyes teary, as if granted immense validation.

"I am tired."

Su Tu softly said, then gently returned to the throne, and in this process, the originally short hair already surpassed the ears, the height seemingly increased slightly too.

"We shall take our leave."

Chen Yuan and the others bowed, slowly retreating until they reached the hall.

As soon as they left, the excited tearful expression on Chen Yuan’s face instantly faded, and his gaze turned somewhat obscure.

He took a deep look at the gate, said nothing, his eyes lowered, left a message before turning away.

"Arrange five senior devotees to meet the Divine Son, tell them to behave."

Inside the hall.

Su Tu leaned against the throne, corners of his mouth slightly raised, seemingly seeing it all through the gate.

Su Tu could confirm that those senior devotees indeed held an insane degree of faith towards the Three Gods, but Chen Yuan and the others’ faith in the Three Gods... exists... but not much...

"Faith, divinity, indeed all are mere means."

"Whether you worship the gods or your own desires, only you know, but I do not care about that."

"I only care if this dessert is delicious..."

Su Tu softly spoke.

On the shoulder, faintly appeared a delicate and adorable doll phantom.

Soon, the Divine Hall’s door was knocked upon, five devotees trembling with excitement, unable to contain themselves, walked in kneeling, upon seeing Su Tu, couldn’t hold back their exhilaration.