Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System-Chapter 899 - 400: Zhou Wuliang’s Path Is Ascension
Not far from the Emperor Star.
On the micro-planet known as the Supreme Council, the Bearer of Destiny and the Master of Strategy rarely did not sit on their respective thrones.
Instead, they stood quietly on either side, as if waiting for something.
Suddenly, the void began to twist, and a figure slowly walked out. He was not tall, even somewhat frail, but his mere appearance commanded immense authority, as if the towering heavens descended here.
"You’re not suited to come to this place, go find him and take the ’item’ I’ve entrusted to you to him."
The newcomer turned his head to look at the void behind him, speaking slowly.
"As you wish."
A cultured voice responded, then the space rippled.
Seeing this scene, the Master of Strategy smiled slightly, then clasped his fists and bowed in the manner of a younger colleague.
"A Daoist Master above stands behind as an attendant, your aura unmatched since those times, the young Nan Wuming, present Master of Strategy, greets the Heavenly Communication Master!"
"Heavenly Communication Master? That was the previous Heaven-Reaching Master’s name. My real name is Zhou Wuliang. If you wish, you can call me by my old title."
"Infinite Celestial King."
The frail old man spoke indifferently, his voice carrying a majestic tone. This person was indeed Elder Zhou.
The Bearer of Destiny looked at Elder Zhou and wanted to mimic the Master of Strategy by bowing too, but before he could act.
Elder Zhou had already appeared in front of him, reaching out to stop him.
"You don’t need to mimic him. As the Bearer of Destiny, you carry the fate of the Human Race, transforming your existence, losing yourself, and binding your heart."
"From ancient times to today, few from the Human Race have caught my eye. This generation, besides the Ten Heavens, only those who hold the position of Bearer of Destiny. You don’t need to bow to me, or rather, no one throughout history has the right to make you bow."
"The Human Race owes the Bearer of Destiny, and it will never be repaid."
Elder Zhou supported the Bearer of Destiny and spoke softly, his voice carrying unusual gentleness, a sentiment revealed for the first time to an outsider, except for old friends and disciples.
Hearing this, the Bearer of Destiny’s expression grew incredibly complex, his eyes trembling, speechless for a long time.
Meanwhile, the Master of Strategy’s eyes flashed with a glint, merely a sentence from Elder Zhou seemed to reveal an overwhelming secret!
He originally thought the Bearer of Destiny was ranked first among the three Supremes because he held hidden power within the Human Race that neither military nor government could involve.
Upon hearing Elder Zhou’s words, he realized the Bearer’s destiny was truly the fate of the Human Race. He carries their fate and is fundamentally connected.
No wonder, during calamities and disasters, he would be so heartbroken, during wars and massacres, when the Human Race suffered, his heart would wrench.
Everything the Human Race encounters would be reflected upon him. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎
This is a terrifying shackle, representing the Bearer of Destiny, losing his personal joys, anger, sorrows, and pleasures, losing his character’s persistence. He becomes absolutely selfless, absolutely fair, placing the Human Race above all.
In exchange, the Bearer of Destiny gains an immeasurable strength, the collective fate of the Human Race concentrated in one individual, when he acts, the world will surely pale.
Reflecting on everything, the Master of Strategy’s thoughts surged with tumultuous waves, yet outwardly he remained unchanged.
Until...
Clap!
An aged hand rested on his shoulder, and Elder Zhou’s voice slowly echoed: "By right, this is the ultimate secret of the Human Race, aside from the Elder Council and some old entities, no one has the right to know, including you."
"I hope you are wise. The Supremes of the Human Race are rare resources, if possible, I don’t want you to die by your own kind."
Zhou Wuliang’s voice was soft, yet it involuntarily stiffened the Master of Strategy for a moment.
Then, with a smile, he spoke: "Rest assured, Celestial King, matters concerning the secrets of the Human Race will be locked within my heart, it’s the duty of being part of the Human Race."
Upon hearing this, Elder Zhou nodded in satisfaction, then disappeared, reappearing on the throne belonging to the Bearer of Destiny.
He waved casually, and the throne instantly moved beside the Bearer of Destiny, after which...
Buzz!!!
An infinite splendor appeared, a golden light dazzling, an extravagant golden throne emerged from the heavens, descending slowly, exuding indescribable majesty.
The throne seemed connected to the heavens, its aura making even the two Supremes feel a bit suffocated.
This authority, this demeanor, far exceeds the Supremes!
This Heavenly Communication Master, no, this Zhou Wuliang, could he have already...
The Master of Strategy and the Bearer of Destiny exchanged glances, both having an astounding thought.
He... has become a god!
Elder Zhou looked at the throne, a reminiscent look in his eyes, then slowly sat down as the splendor retracted, the pressure returned.
Just like the unbridled sky finding its master.
Elder Zhou casually tapped on the golden throne, seemingly aware of the thoughts of the two Supremes.
He spoke casually.
"I haven’t ascended to godhood yet, but before the return of the gods, I’m no different from a god."
Upon hearing this, the Bearer of Destiny’s eyes lit up, then he spoke: "Congratulations on achieving your wish."
The Master of Strategy instantly understood that the fall of the Heaven-Reaching Dao Lineage was not just a case of deep gratitude turning into enmity, but all was within the calculations of the Heaven-Reaching Master.
"Achieving your wish... Achieving your wish..."
Elder Zhou closed his eyes, his expression carrying a hint of bitterness: "The cost was too great, I calculated everything, yet overlooked the greed of human nature."
