Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System-Chapter 809 - 372: Miao Fa the Supreme! Even God-Created Races Are His Servants! (Part 3)

Chapter 809: Chapter 372: Miao Fa the Supreme! Even God-Created Races Are His Servants! (Part 3)

Su Zhou at this moment was nothing like the timid appearance Su Tu had seen before; his posture was upright, though not tall, yet emitted an endless divinity.

The entire space seemed to be under his reign.

Rumbling!!

Crackling!!

Because of his current anger, the space was instantly filled with thunderclouds, with densely packed lightning snakes weaving through the clouds, making one shiver with fear.

The gears that were originally turning in a well-ordered manner now emitted a terrifying sound, the fruits on the ancient tree swayed wildly, as if about to fall at any moment.

"Meeting his friend was indeed a coincidence, but was your intentional waiting for him, approaching him also a coincidence?"

"You also brought the Cave Race; do you know to what extent the Cave Race worships him? If he contacts the Cave Race now, those Cave Race will completely obey his commands."

"In the future, we won’t be able to compel them, causing tremendous trouble for our recovery work."

Su Zhou questioned furiously.

"It’s not as exaggerated as that. I was only carrying one Cave Race with me at the time; he didn’t know what it was at all, and that Cave Race didn’t recognize..."

’Blood-haired Su Tu’ began to speak, but was interrupted by Su Zhou.

"That’s because that Cave Race is too weak, simply unqualified to glimpse their inherited memories. What if he follows your traces and finds the Cave Race?"

"Impossible!! I have no causal links, no traces; when I dwell in this world, I leave nothing behind, as if non-existent. He cannot find the Cave Race!!"

"You overestimate him somewhat; I know to you he seems all-powerful, but that’s just a child’s gentleness; you are blinded by the events of those years."

"He is not a god, not an eradicator; he is not omnipotent!!!"

For some reason, ’Blood-haired Su Tu’ seemed a bit agitated at this moment.

Listening to his shouts, Su Zhou’s expression actually gradually calmed down: "You are not him; you don’t understand. Your greatest fortune is merely having a face like his."

"This is the last time; if you violate our agreement again, they are ready to replace you for recovery at any time."

Su Zhou spoke while pointing his finger at the massive ancient tree beside him; each fruit leaped as if acknowledging his words, with the most vivid, large fruits even growing human faces.

Hearing these words, ’Blood-haired Su Tu’ began to breathe heavily and, after a long pause, gritted his teeth and said, "I understand."

"How many wasted seeds remain unrecovered?" Su Zhou asked coldly.

’Blood-haired Su Tu’ replied, "There are fourteen left, some are under observation."

"Twenty-five thousand nine hundred and twenty cycles, indeed, it has been so long..."

Su Zhou spoke, and then his gaze turned towards Su Mu, who had remained silent behind him, seemingly speaking to her or perhaps talking to himself.

"He is not the eradicator, which only means... the eradicator does not match his status!!"

"He was meant to be omnipotent, don’t you agree?"

"Of course, he bestowed upon us our surname, bestowed upon us existence!!"

Su Mu spoke without hesitation.

....

At this moment, in the present Star River.

Inside the enormous battleship, Su Tu sat on a throne of immense luxury, a three-eyed foreigner stood bowed beside him.

His face bore an inexpressible honor, as if being able to bow at Su Tu’s side was the ultimate privilege.

Su Tu tapped the throne with his hand, then looked at the elder and spoke.

"So, the reason you follow that guy’s orders is because he resembles me and claims to be my messenger, correct?"

The elder, hearing this, hurriedly spoke: "Yes, great Miao Fa God, that guy deceived my race."

"He also offended divine might; I’ve already issued a comprehensive order to hunt him down. Anyone related to our race who sees him must capture him alive to present to you."

"Why not directly kill him?" Su Tu asked the elder.

"Resembling your visage already has the grace of heaven’s protection; we dare not offend." The elder said respectfully.

In his words, the reverence for Su Tu had penetrated deep into the marrow.

The reason was simple... because they were a race created by gods, and Su Tu was... the Ancestral God who created gods...

"How absurd..."

Su Tu murmured softly to himself, rubbing his temples.

Indeed, his once absurd thoughts came true; the scarecrows he crafted indeed achieved divine status.

This race with nasal openings evolved according to his likeness from Su Tu’s fourth scarecrow.

Within the race, the stronger one’s power, the fewer holes on their face, such as the elder bowing submissively to Su Tu now; Su Tu could not perceive his aura at all, meaning his cultivation was at least that of a Daoist Master, possibly even...

Above a Daoist Master!

Honestly, Su Tu felt somewhat bewildered; such a presence showing extreme respect to him, a mere Celestial Being.

If the outside world knew, it’s unimaginable what kind of shock it would cause; those above a Daoist Master stand at the pinnacle of the Star River, the Supreme candidates, the mightiest under gods.

And such a being felt honored merely to stand beside Su Tu.

This made Su Tu feel tremendously absurd, yet this absurdity was indeed reality.

Through understanding, this elder was one of the earliest created Cave Race, greatly adored, having faced the memory of the Cave God directly, having seen the grand figure that weaved the divine.