Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System

Chapter 997: Chapter 443: How Do We... Consume ‘God’? (2)

In the blink of an eye, drops of blood spread over Chen Yuan’s body, erasing each eyeball. The blood then scattered and gathered at Chen Yuan’s empty shoulders, where it churned a few times and transformed into a pair of arms.

Those arms bore patterns, with some hidden power seemingly dwelling within them.

"When we first descended to this world, the first person we encountered was you. Because of us, you survived, and because of you, we have come to this day."

"You will forever be the child we trust the most."

The Blood Mother softly comforted.

Upon hearing these words, Chen Yuan’s eyes trembled slightly, as if recalling something, with even small tears forming in his eyes.

"Muddy World, that guy, should have been the strongest among us, the one most hopeful to fulfill our destiny, yet he had his own thoughts, utterly ridiculous!!" The Blood Mother spoke softly.

"Unforgivable!! Unforgivable!!" the Bone Father roared.

"Child, since you have come to us, you must have already thought of a way to respond. You should know that we are not perfect, and can only exist in this space you have carefully crafted in the present world."

"So, what do you intend to do?"

The Blood Mother looked at Chen Yuan and spoke.

It seemed that anything related to the Divine Son of Muddy World, they were unwilling to keep in this world.

"Reporting to the Blood Mother, according to the Bible, on the seventh day of the Holy Son’s birth, he should meet the Blood Mother and the Bone Father."

"Throughout generations, no Holy Son has ever survived to the seventh day, dissipating beforehand. Therefore, I have taken on this role, but this time, since the Holy Son has gained awareness, he must meet you in person."

"And what he worships will obviously not be your statues, but..."

Chen Yuan did not finish his words, but the meaning in them was evident.

No need to worship statues, the True God is right here!!

Upon hearing this, the Bone Father and Blood Mother exchanged a glance, and the Bone Father let out a sinister laugh: "I have forgotten his taste. Even if it’s a mere trace of flesh connected to him, I want to devour it all..."

The Blood Mother then looked at Chen Yuan.

"Child, you are always so thorough, so I entrust this to you. We have never forgotten the promises we made to you, and I’ve witnessed all your efforts over these years."

"Now, your body has been reforged by me to seventy percent; as long as the final part is completed, you will become our true child..."

An excited expression appeared on Chen Yuan’s face. He clenched his fists, feeling his newly reborn arms, with even greater power within them than before.

"Everything for you!!" he said, trembling with excitement.

"Go then," the Blood Mother slowly spoke.

Chen Yuan bowed once more, as countless eyeballs reappeared, covering him again, the suffocating sensation resurfacing.

When he opened his eyes again, he was still standing on the bridge formed by eyeballs.

It was as if everything that happened earlier was just a mirage.

Only the twisted patterns on his arms told the story of his twisted existence.

Chen Yuan turned and left with great strides.

As he stepped out of the dark surface, the excited expression on his face gradually turned cold. His eyes were incomparably gloomy, concealing a deep abyss that seemed to devour darkness.

"The space I meticulously crafted, huh?"

"Haha... hilarious, that space was piled up by countless ’me’..."

Chen Yuan lowered his head, his voice devoid of emotion.

However, if anyone were to see his face, they would see that face, full of decay, twisted with resentment more than any ghost, more than any rakshasa.

Yet when he lifted his head again, his expression returned to the usual calm.

He glanced at the entrance to the dark surface, then towards the temple bearing the Divine Son, his gaze enigmatic.

Can you truly not sense his presence...

If so... my plan... must change.

Father... Mother... you have been gods for quite long enough...

Chen Yuan whispered in his heart.

Then he walked away with large strides.

A day later, an order spread, causing the advanced followers waiting in the headquarters to be excited.

In seven days, the Divine Son will meet the Blood Mother and Bone Father personally, the three deities gathering, the god revealed!!!

All followers were thrown into frenzy by the news.

Only the Doomsday Believers led by Hua Yun and Hua Yu sensed something amiss.

They keenly detected an incorrect atmosphere within the headquarters but did not mention anything to Su Tu.

In their eyes, God is omnipotent, all-knowing, and all-doing.

Everything false gods do is futile, mere jest for God.

Yet even thinking so does not mean they will do nothing.

Hua Yun and others had long made plans, and if anything went wrong, they would stand before Su Tu with all their might.

God may not need it, God may not care, but they care; as long as they are there, no believers of false gods nor the false gods themselves will have the right to touch the True God!!!

Without books, it’s short; with books, it’s long.

In a blink, it was the eve of the sixth day, only one day from the Holy Son’s seventh day, the day they face the Bone Father and Blood Mother.

The entire Tri-Deity Cult was preparing.

Yet, knowing this news, Su Tu was not nervous at all; on the contrary, he was somewhat expectant.

These days, he met with five followers each day, transforming them, while Hua Yun and others secretly expanded their followers.

Because Su Tu and they were close, their Power of Faith greatly increased, speeding up the conversion of followers significantly, expanding by hundreds in just a few days.

However, most of these were lower and intermediate-level followers. The faith of advanced followers was too steadfast, easily changed by Su Tu, but too difficult for them.

The increase in followers also greatly improved the skill level of Inference of Heaven, and every time little Xue Yue absorbed energy in Subspace, the skill level of Inference of Heaven would also improve.

Therefore, the skill level of Inference of Heaven has now reached an astounding number.

[Inference of Heaven: 350000/1000000]

Three hundred and fifty thousand skill level, a figure Su Tu never dared to imagine before; the improvement also enhanced the abilities of Inference of Heaven once again.

At this moment, Su Tu’s body had matured to about seventeen or eighteen, almost identical to his previous appearance, altered slightly to avoid recognition and unnecessary trouble.

He subtly changed his appearance, adding a touch of androgynous beauty to his original look.

Combined with the sense of detachment brought by his divinity, Su Tu, seated on the throne, appeared like a divine figure presiding over the mortal realm.

"Heart and Spirit’s height still isn’t enough to locate the specific position of Celestial Extremes."

Su Tu thought, finding the specific position of Celestial Extremes equated to finding Old Zhou’s position; thus he had not given up looking.

He found himself in a rather awkward situation.

Separated from his main body, his spirit and flesh couldn’t unite, and thus he couldn’t enter the Sacred Realm or advance to the next Heart and Spirit Realm.

Given his current Heart and Spirit height, reaching the Other Shore wouldn’t be surprising, yet he was trapped here; the height of Heart and Spirit couldn’t be fully mastered, like putting Super Nuclear Energy into an old generator.

"I must deal with matters here quickly then find my body back."

"Currently, with little Xue Yue’s increased power, I could instantly transform all advanced followers if I wish; Chen Yuan and those high-ups would also be influenced. Now, the most noteworthy are those two presences, or rather... that one presence."

The presence felt within the Tri-Deity Cult could be one or two; the two were separate, distinct, yet intricately linked.

"I need an opportunity, an opportunity to consume ’them.’"

Su Tu was thinking as he rested his head against the throne, seemingly waiting for something.

Then, his eyes lightly trembled, as if sensing something.

"The opportunity has arrived..."

In the grand hall, a shadowy mist appeared, enshrouded in decay, and a figure slowly emerged on the floor.

The figure was none other than Chen Yuan.

Looking at Su Tu, who was waiting for him, Chen Yuan showed no surprise and said straightforwardly, "You are not Muddy World, are you?"

Su Tu heard those words, smiled indifferently without evasion, and simply uttered an unsettling phrase: "I am, and then? How shall we... consume a god?"