Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

Chapter 2106 Oh

Ryu's blade ran right through the body of the perception Knight. He didn't even understand what happened. His senses were supposed to transcend the laws, and yet...

He had somehow lost track of Ryu entirely.

CHI.

Ryu pulled out his blade, the amusement in his eyes having long faded to be replaced by a hollow coldness.

His silver eyes shimmered with life and vitality.

Today, he would show people the might of the number one ranked Heavenly Pupils in existence.

He, Ryu Tatsuya, could only ever be ranked first. All those that thought he deserved anything less would only face his wrath.

Rumble.

The dark gold clouds above shook as Ryu exhaled a steamy breath. Sparks of flames lit in the smoldering heat, dancing like dying embers before vanishing into the howling winds.

Grey, heavy fog rotated around Ryu in a grinding formation that seemed capable of compressing even a Star into a Blackhole.

The echoes of Ryu's raging heartbeat thrummed across the skies as his Blood surged like tsunamis in his veins.

He held out his great swordstaff, feeling the weight of the world's expectations.

He knew that there were quite a number of people watching now. In fact, that number had only, certainly, grown.

As the commotion grew, and the weight of this Tribulation truly began to set in, this was only the natural course.

Rumble.

Then they began to appear.

The Heavenly Knights took shape one after another, each one carrying auras no less powerful than the four that Ryu had just fought, and their myriad of abilities were even more numerous and unpredictable.

A solemnness fell over the Radiant Star Sect.

Ryu's breathing steadied and his heartbeat seemed to stop for a small moment.

[Lines of Fate].

The world turned into bundles of white, grey, and black in his vision.

The only way he could win this was for every strike to be a death blow. No matter what, he could never use more than a single strike on any one of these 39,996 Heavenly Knights.

In which case...

[Death Acupoint].

Ryu's white hair billowed in the winds as he took a step forward.

He vanished and he was already at the first line of Knights by the time the location he had just left exploded with a cascading rain of energy and shattered space.

CHI.

The head of a Knight flew into the skies.

"Show me what you have, Heavens. If you let me survive today... I promise you that this will be the last chance you have to kill me."

Ryu's arrogant words boomed across the skies.

The Ninth Heaven was having its own upheaval much like every other Heaven was. However, there was one location that was eerily silent.

The Martial Gods Domain.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

No one seemed to have reacted to the changes at all, and the heart-shuddering changes to auras and breakthroughs didn't seem to have begun here at all.

That said, deep within their territory, hidden away in a location that couldn't be entered by anyone not of their closest inner circle, there was a gathering.

Many Martial Gods the True Martial World had simply never seen before or even heard of stood, watching a projection above. As for the person on the other side....

It was none other than Ryu himself.

Among this unknown group of Martial Gods, there were a few that were actually the exact opposite... shocking experts whose names resonated so far and wide that their presences alone seemed to cause Fate to churn and spin in their favor.

In this group, there was Elena's father... Xalvador.

Xalvador stood silently with his hands clasped behind his back, several of his wives around him. He stared ahead as though he was looking through the projection rather than at it.

Even now, his aura was still very much at the Lord Realm. It was odd for a man of his talent, but he hadn't improved in the slightest in all these years.

However, judging by the sheer amount of respect he still commanded, this didn't seem to matter much to those around him at all.

Not far away, the only one that seemed to have a gaze that flickered with the slightest hint of emotion was Elena herself.

This matter had triggered entirely unexpectedly. They had been called here to prepare for the Title Stele event when things so suddenly and abruptly changed. And now everyone was silently watching her husband.

There was a weight on her chest that she couldn't explain. Too many things had happened in the last several decades that she couldn't even begin to wrap her head around, and now it just felt like it was much too late to reverse things. However, as she stared at Ryu, her apprehension began to slowly wind down.

Trust.

She could still recall Ryu's smile when she tried to beg him to turn away from the Martial Gods and to just let things go. She had really thought that he would die that day... but he didn't.

This time, her apprehension wasn't because of the Tribulation that Ryu was currently fighting against, but rather what would surely come after the fact.

Ryu was about to enter a stream of danger that he wasn't even prepared for.

But this time... she chose the path opposite the one she had taken last time. This time, she chose to put her faith in her husband.

If there was anyone who could make it through the world of shadows they were in right now, it was him.

A young man by Elena's side looked at her face curiously, then toward the projection

in the distance, and then back.

"Is he your husband, big sis?"

It was the only sound in the otherwise quiet space. It was hard to say if the young man

was just ignorant, or so confident in himself that he easily flouted the status quo without a care. But regardless, his voice echoed despite his otherwise normal tone.

"Yes." Elena replied.

"Oh. The young man replied, as though disappointed. "I don't like him."

Elena's heart skipped a beat.