Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

"GOOD."

Ryu's voice boomed and the boiling blood in his body erupted.

One after another, his Bloodlines roared with life and vitality, pooling into themselves as Birthed Phenomena stacked to the high Heavens.

…

"Hm?"

An ancient, rumbling voice pooled across the dark expanse, carrying with it a heavy sort of distaste.

The Dragon King sensed the change the moment it happened, but it wasn't just him. The Phoenix Queen, the Griffin Queen, the Roc King, the Qilin King… all of the beasts felt it at the first instant, but none more than the Phoenix, the Qilin, and the Dragon.

This boy…

Their fury peeled across the skies like flashes of crimson lightning.

It took all of their disciplined self-control to not rush into the Title Stele world right this moment.

But what pissed them off more wasn't the fact that Ryu had so many of their Bloodlines, or even that they were so powerful, and not even that they were mixed--when they felt nothing but endless disdain for their enemies in the Four Ancient Beast Clans…

It was that despite having such Bloodlines, despite the fact he surely knew it would piss them off to no end to reveal them…

Ryu revealed them so openly, so boldly, it was like an extra slap to their faces. The words Eska spoke earlier reverberated in their minds.

For a long while, they had taken the words seriously only because such a powerful woman had spoken them.

A genius of Ryu's caliber marrying a Dao Goddess wasn't rare. Well, it was rare in the sense that geniuses of Ryu's caliber in the first place were rare, but within said group, it wasn't uncommon.

To those like Ryu, reaching the Dao God Realm after crossing the Lord threshold was all but guaranteed. Whether he could step beyond and enter the mysterious realm only the fewest of Dao Gods could, though… That was another matter.

All of that said, Eska was simply at a caliber all to her own. Because of that, they had paid more attention to the fact that she was speaking at all, and far less to the young man she was actually speaking about.

But now that they thought about it… not only had Eska looked to Ryu for permission to speak before she did… he was so nonchalant about it.

Even after she said the words she said, he only smiled… and it couldn't even be said that he was indifferent to them. It was something beyond that.

It was like he hadn't been paying them any heed at all, like it was more important for him to appease his wives and spend those last few precious moments with them than even care about what their reactions might be to these words…

Confidence.

Arrogance.

A pride buried deep within his bones that exuded out with his every action.

And now, as his white scales bloomed across his body and his wings, he displayed that pride boldly to the world.

…

The scythe cut across Ryu's neck, swiping through and drawing a line of blood.

Ryu took a strong step back as his blood was drawn, a single droplet of it spiraling through the skies and crashing to the ground below.

BOOM!

The drop was nothing more than a touch of bloody dew, and yet it tore through the thick trunk of an ancient tree, shattering it to its very core akin to an exploding arrow before digging out a deep cavern in the depths of the hardened soil.

Young Mistress Nightly's second attack came even more swiftly as though she had already expected Ryu to dodge.

All of her power was concentrated into a single point, her combat style encompassed by a single word…

Firm.

There was nothing fancy to her attacks, nothing flashy at all. Her qi hardly leaked and even the space around her only rippled the slightest bit, almost like a whimpering mirage in the depths of a hellish desert.

But these simple attacks carried a strength that could sever the lives of most Sovereigns.

Lords, Sovereigns, and Gods were well known for their durability. But beneath Goddess All Pillar's blade, one was no different from a mortal.

A pierce through the heart, a decapitation of the head, the severance of a limb…

Any one of these injuries that Ryu might usually otherwise be able to shrug off with a strong pulse of his soul and a sweep of his Embryonic Qi would now be lethal to him.

And he loved every single second of it.

He was a man who was rarely impressed, but facing off against his first cream of the crop genius… he could say with a wide grin on his face that he wasn't disappointed in the slightest bit.

BANG!

Their blades crossed and their noses nearly touched beneath their momentum. There wasn't the slightest romance between the two, the wild murderous intent and elated grins on their faces painting a completely different sort of ambience.

Their roars filled the skies and they were suddenly blown apart, but they came back together even quicker than before.

A cascade of blows set off a chain of booming strikes. Often times, a single piece of land would explode twice and even thrice long after they had moved on to another location, purely as a result of their Control deteriorating in their absence.

CHI! CHI! CHI!

Their wings clashed and sparked lightning through the air. The clouds shook and rumbled, peels of blue lightning and black battling against one another in a dance of flood dragons.

Ryu's won out.

Storm.

Thick pillars of royal blue lightning fell and the might of the Lightning Qilin descended.

For a moment, Qilin King felt a hand grip his throat. Just in that instant… he almost felt like he didn't have the right to be King of Qilins.

A Fire Qilin at the helm of this mighty Race?

Absolutely not.

Only the King of Judgment could sit on the Throne. The Lightning Qilin!

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