This martial god is too extreme.

Chapter 395 The Horrifying Truth: The God of War Never Existed!!

Hearing this, Su Tu's breathing became hot. The seeds left by the God of War and the path to becoming a god were left behind.

This mysterious road has never been passed down to anyone for thousands of years.

Even if he could not inherit the mystery, being able to see the seed was already a great opportunity, especially for someone like Su Tu who was very interested in mysteries.

For him, being able to get in touch with things related to 'ascension to the gods' was something he was already looking forward to.

"go!"

Changshengtian also saw Su Tu's expectations. He did not keep him in suspense, but directly took Su Tu out of the back mountain and went to the main hall.

Nine towering statues stand on the top of the mountain, faceless and expressionless, yet carrying unspeakable majesty.

Su Tu knew that these were the statues of the gods of war. Apart from martial arts, they did not leave any traces.

It’s as if they deliberately want humans to forget them. They seem to be telling humans that you don’t have to look up to them, you are just yourself, and humans should constantly strive for self-improvement.

But the human race was unwilling to do so. Even though they had forgotten the appearance of the God of War, Shi Tian still stubbornly and firmly carved the ten statues himself.

Walking up to the statues, Su Tu bowed respectfully to the ten statues.

The God of War who once created the world for the human race deserves Su Tu's respect.

Changshengtian silently watched Su Tu's behavior, but said nothing. He just stood there quietly, took out the white wine that he always carried with him from his arms, and took a sip.

"Teacher, we are going to try again."

"This child is the most outstanding talent in the past thousand years. Even the children in our family have only experienced a few years more than him."

"If they only rely on talent, they may not be a match for this kid."

"If he can't do it, then we can only continue to wait. You elders must be right. If there is something left behind, no one can inherit it."

"Then we can only say that we are not doing our best~"

Si Mu Changsheng whispered in his heart, his misty eyes holding an indescribable look.

After Su Tu finished his ceremony, he took Su Tu into the main hall.

Compared with the grandeur and magnificence of the outside world, the interior of this hall is very simple and pale.

White walls, white floor tiles, and a pale ocean come into view.

But if you focus your Qi in your eyes and look, you will find that wisps of fine sand are emerging on the surrounding walls.

The fine sand kept shaking, forming three sand paintings.

Su Tu originally wanted to say hello to Wan Youtian and Xing Mutian who were standing in the hall, but when he saw these murals.

His attention was attracted by all these murals.

The first mural shows countless panicked little figures, with hideous and terrifying claws grabbing from all directions, as if they want to eat all the little figures.

Suddenly, emotions such as pain, sadness, fear, despair, etc. surged out in Su Tu's heart, and his palms involuntarily clenched into fists.

He used too much force, and his fingertips even dug deeply into his palm, and blood with a slight golden tint oozed out of his palm.

Without anyone's explanation, Su Tu understood that this was the scene when the human race walked out of the ancestral planet. All other races regarded them as food, and the galaxy regarded them as ants.

In that era, despair and pain were the main themes of the human race, like delicacies served on the table, or like trapped beasts thrown into the forest for human entertainment.

This kind of sadness and despair does not come from individuals, but because of the concept of human beings. All human beings will feel the helplessness and despair of the human race at this moment.

Su Tu was naturally no exception, and at that moment when despair and helplessness reached its peak.

The second mural flashed white light and slowly emerged in Su Tu's eyes.

Nine figures that blocked out the sky and the sun stood in front of countless villains. Their sharp claws were torn off and the foreigners were wailing.

Their figures walked by, followed by countless little figures. A faint light rose from the east, and nine phantoms reached out their hands at the same time and grabbed the faint light.

Then, they gently leaned over and passed the faint light to thousands of humans.

When this mural appeared, Su Tu felt warmth in his heart, and a strong sense of security. The sense of peace of mind began to obliterate the uneasiness in his heart.

The second mural depicts nine war gods descending to crush foreign races, staining the galaxy with blood, destroying the heavens, shocking all races, and shattering the subspace. The evil gods who could not leave the subspace were smashed out and annihilated in this world.

Afterwards, they took down the glimmer and spread martial arts among the human race, thus laying the foundation for the rise of the human race.

Then, the third mural takes the dominant position.

An inexplicable sadness began to emerge. The little people on the murals began to wear armor and pick up weapons. The originally faceless little people began to have their own facial features.

They galloped among the stars, as if they were looking for something, but no matter how they searched or pursued, it was all in vain, leaving only sadness in their hearts.

Possessing good looks and being armed to the teeth represent that the human race has a place in the galaxy and is worthy of being remembered by the galaxy. What they are looking for and pursuing is, naturally, the disappeared God of War.

These three murals almost explain everything that the human race experienced in the Galaxy Age.

Looking at all this, Su Tu couldn't help but marvel in his heart again. The God of War was so perfect that he didn't seem like a real living being.

They came from the ancestral planet, holding up the human race in their hands and shouldering the sky, leading the human race all the way, passing down martial arts and giving humans methods to improve their lives.

In the hearts of humans, the God of War is no different from gods. In fact, as long as the God of War is still around, humans will certainly worship the God of War as if he were a god, just like other races.

However, the gods of war did not do so. After helping the human race gain a foothold, they disappeared without taking away any fame or fortune.

They do not ask for repayment from the human race, do not ask for rights, do not ask for strength, and do not ask for fame. It seems that they come only to support the human race, and when their mission is accomplished, they will retire.

This completely goes against any great man Su Tu knows. Even in comics, there would be no such savior.

Perfect. It feels like they shouldn't exist.

"What do you see?"

Wan Youtian's gentle voice suddenly sounded in Su Tu's ears.

Su Tu came back to his senses.

Only then did he realize that the three 'gods' were looking at him.

Su Tu quickly bowed and said, "I'm sorry, seniors, this scene is too shocking. I'm a little dazed when I see it for the first time."

"These empty formalities are meaningless. What do you see on the wall?"

Xing Mutian has always been so direct.

Su Tu did not hide anything and described the three sand painting scenes he had seen.

Listening to Su Tu's description, Wan Youtian sighed softly.

"Teachers, that's it. Without teachers, there would be no human race. I will never be able to guess what the teachers are thinking."

"Over the years, I have never given up looking for the teachers, but there has been no news."

"I explored the end of the Lost Galaxy, the boundary of the subspace, and even the corner of the world where the Ruin Spirit was, but found nothing."

Wan Youtian's tone was filled with unspeakable sadness.

"Su Tu, I have always believed that seeds, as the only trace left by the teachers, may contain their information."

"So, I really hope that you can succeed. If you can really find the traces of the teachers, I will wait for ten days and owe you a big favor."

Wan Youtian said seriously.

"Senior, you are too kind. The God of War has blessed the entire human race. All human beings are blessed by the God of War. It is my wish to find the trace of the God of War."

Su Tu said this from the bottom of his heart.

Without the God of War, the human race might have become extinct long ago, and he himself would naturally not appear and exist.

Not to mention, Su Tu was full of curiosity about these nine almost perfect beings.

"In that case, I'll leave it to you." Xing Mutian said, but for some reason, Su Tu felt that this senior had become a little more indifferent than the last time they met a few days ago.

It was a kind of indifference that came from the bones.

"Then let's get started."

Wan Youtian started talking, and then the three of them raised their hands at the same time, and a dazzling light burst out from their bodies.

The light shone on the wall, and the already pure white hall instantly began to shine, bright, and dazzling, and everything began to emerge.

Su Tu looked around with anticipation. He was very curious about what the seeds left by the God of War were.

But the next moment.
Su Tu only saw the three sand paintings emerge again, but this time the three sand paintings were no longer floating calmly, but began to rotate continuously.

They merged with each other and continued to circle, and finally a door made of sand appeared in front of Su Tu.

The door was made of golden sand, with mysterious lines formed on it.

“Is this the seed?”

Su Tu looked at the mysterious golden sand gate and felt an inexplicable attraction in it, as if something was calling him.

He involuntarily took a step forward, and a strange thing happened. He only took a small step, but in an instant he crossed the entire hall and came directly to the door.

Looking at the Golden Sand Gate in front of him, Su Tu took a deep breath, then slowly pushed his hands forward.

Buzz! !

As the dazzling golden light exploded, Su Tu's figure was enveloped by countless golden lights, and then slowly disappeared.
at the same time.

Wow! !

Countless tiny stars turned into a throne and directly received 'Su Tu'.

Xing Mutian raised his hand, and a ripple appeared in his eyes, which had been extremely calm.

"He seems different from all the other kids."

"Of course it's different. In the past, we opened the seeds and those children could see the three paintings. But this time, we didn't even do anything."

"The child then saw the three secret paintings, and now, when we opened the seed, the child's mind is no longer in the body."

"This shows that even if he can't inherit the seed, he will still be one step ahead of those children!"

"Do you know what this means?!"

Chang Changshengtian danced excitedly and took several gulps of white wine.

"This means that he is very likely to find traces of the teachers."

Xing Mutian spoke in a daze, and then a hint of excitement appeared in his eyes, but soon the icy indifference surged up again, covering up that emotion.

"This... this is fine."

Changshengtian did not argue with him this time, but raised his hand excitedly.

"No, I'm going to notify those guys to come back now, and those who can come back will come!!"

However, before he could make any move with his hands, Wan Youtian appeared in front of Changshengtian and held down his hand.

"I know you are excited, and I am excited too, but don't worry, there are traces of the teachers in the seed, it's just a guess."

"Everything will be decided after Su Tu wakes up."

After hearing Wan Youtian's words, Si Mu Changsheng finally calmed down and took a few deep breaths.

Then he managed to calm down his excitement.

He looked at the body trapped in Su Tu, tightly grasped the wine bottle and said: “Boy, if you can bring back the traces of the teachers.”

"Even if you ask me to stop drinking, I will accept it. Even if the ten-day martial arts training can be turned into eleven-day martial arts training, that's fine!"

"It's ok if you can be the leader!!"

"I've already thought of a title for you. Your name will be Jidaotian!"

Changshengtian talked on and on.

"Why is it called Jidaotian?"

Xing Mutian’s focus is a bit strange.

"This kid's body has already surpassed the heavens to a certain extent. It will certainly become even more terrifying in the future. He is extremely focused on one path and can destroy everything. This is the ultimate heaven."

Changshengtian explained seriously.

Xing Mutian looked at him with a slightly suspicious eye.

"I suspect you just made up the name randomly."

"Absolutely not, am I that kind of person?!" Changshengtian said while waving the wine bottle.

At this moment, Su Tu had no idea that he had been given the name "Heaven".

Right now, he is in a very special space.

Everything here, everything here is utterly empty, the world is in chaos, and the galaxy is somewhat dim and broken.

He stood at a very high-dimensional angle, looking down at everything.

It was as if the boundless universe and galaxies appeared before him.

Boundless breath of death and desolation surges and penetrates here.

Su Tu looked around and felt that his current state was very similar to his original state.

"Is the entire galaxy reflected here?"

Su Tu looked at everything in front of him and couldn't help but speak in a low voice. This was different from the boundless and vast galaxy he had imagined.

In an absolutely macroscopic and absolutely high-dimensional state, this galaxy looks more like a huge sphere.

Boom! !

Suddenly, the entire galaxy was in turmoil, and then, figures with flowing light appeared above the galaxy, each of them carrying an incomparably terrifying aura.

That is a force far more powerful than the Supreme. They are like the essence of Tao. Their every word, action, and gesture affects the entire galaxy.

The moment he saw them, two words emerged in Su Tu's mind: "Gods"

They are the gods worshipped by all races and the true masters of the galaxy. Even after disappearing for many years, they still influence the heavens.

Su Tu has always been curious about why these powerful gods left the galaxy.

Although he didn't understand why the seeds left by the God of War reflected the gods of other races, Su Tu still looked at them curiously.

After all, the opportunities to observe gods are very rare.

The phantoms of gods stood there, as if they were the main body of the entire galaxy. The galaxy and all the worlds, the heavens and the world existed only to provide for them.

Su Tu noticed that with every breath these gods took, the galaxy would lose a bit of vitality.

This is the reason why this galaxy is filled with deathly energy.

The gods are stealing the vitality of the universe!
Just as Su Tu was amazed at the conclusion he had come to.

Sudden! !
There was a commotion among the gods, led by a pale blue god. All the gods roared, and then unwillingly left the galaxy, leaving the galaxy as if fleeing.

Just when Su Tu was wondering what had happened.

A gentle voice sounded beside Su Tu's ears: "Have you ever thought that there may never have been a martial god in this world?"

(End of this chapter)