Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

1802 Affairs

Ryu stepped out of his tent with a calm expression, his bearing otherworldly. His cultivation hadn't increased, and yet he seemed to have becan entirely different person.

He was unfortunately still wearing a ripped linen as a skirt tied around his waist, but it didn't seem to faze him in the slightest.

Soon, he was on the front lines once again, but his eyes couldn't help but narrow.

He had been in seclusion for three days at most. The issue was that everyone looked confused and wary.

'Is it not normal for another battle to be called in three days?'

Ryu's eyes narrowed as he entered Commander Tiger's Battalion. By this point, he had already put on the silver armor, though he didn't really want to do so. At the end of the day, he didn't have much of a choice.

Not long afterward, the vanguard charged through the barrier and Ryu couldn't help but shake his head.

It was obvious to him why they did this.

The Real Plane was on the back foot. If they allowed the Demons to cross the Real Plane first, it was almost certain that they'd be able to continuously push the rainbow barrier forward. Eventually, it wouldn't be long before the Chaos Plane swallowed up the entire Real Plane.

As such, they rushed through the rainbow curtain first to try to stop the Fiends on the other side, even though fighting in Chaos put them at an even greater disadvantage.

This was the reality of being weak. The situation of the Real Plane in this world was certainly bad.

Truthfully, Ryu didn't care very much at all.

He had been here for long enough to know that Humans didn't have much of a presence in this place either, and he had a few guesses about that as well.

It made sense that Beasts were suppressed, because the laws were against them in this place. But why would there would be a suppression of Humans in this place?

The answer was that there was no answer.

Humans were the most adaptable Race in all of existence. If even Demons could thrive here without a thick fluctuation of Nether Qi, and Fey could thrive here without thick plumes of Ethereal Qi, then why would Humans be unable to when the Real Plane was designed just for them?

The answer couldn't cfrom the Heavens, which means that the answer was located in the heart of man.

At spoint, stother another, the Human Race had been suppressed thoroughly by either the Fiends, or the Races of the Real Plane.

And the fact that no one seemed to question that he cfrom a destroyed Clan, that could only mean that they were all too used to seeing humans floating around like aimless duckweeds.

What did that all mean?

It meant that in all likelihood, if not the Real Plane Races alone, then it was likely a joint effort between the Fiends and the Real Plane Races to suppress the Humans of this plane.

When Ryu thought to this point, his smile becfrighteningly cold.

He had only been here for less than a week, but it seemed that he was surrounded by enemies from all sides.

BANG!

At that moment, a hole was torn through the rainbow curtain, and though it was quickly closing, an army ccharging through.

The Commanders were surprised, but Ryu wasn't surprised at all.

These people were fools.

They had enough tto target their own people, but it seemed that they didn't put as much effort into getting their own affairs in order.

The fact that Ryu had displayed such a shocking feat was enough for this battle to be different. But they actually weren't prepared at all.

Even if Ryu hadn't displayed a Peak Founding Dao, just the death of two Dao Lords would mean that the Fiends would cout for blood to re-establish dominance.

The fact that Ryu had displayed such power, and was even in the army like this instead of safely cultivating on the back lines like every other talent of his caliber, was even more reason for them to go all out like this.

In fact, that was probably part of the reason they had attacked so swiftly. Maybe they were even worried about Ryu being shipped off elsewhere in the interim, so they attacked as soon as they could.

In their views, even if Ryu was gone, this would be their opportunity to deal a swift and unexpected blow to the Real Plane and regain the advantage of momentum they lost through the death of two Dao Lords.

Ryu saw through all of this with ease, but these supposed Dao Lords and Dao Sovereigns were actually so slow in their comprehension. They just sent the vanguard forward as though nothing at all had changed, and it really left Ryu feeling speechless.

But he also didn't say a word because this was exactly what he wanted as well.

He had no desire to fight in these strict formations. All it did was stifle him.

A rumbling battalion led by a familiar thorny Commander's equally as thorny cousin charged forth. His fury was palpable, and a cauldron rumbled and rolled high above.

At the stime, a clash of Dao Sovereigns had already erupted in the skies and Ryu could feel a gaze sweeping over him again and again.

Of course, this gaze would be subtle to most, but to Ryu it might as well have been a hair-trigger alarm blaring warnings into his mind.

It seemed that their target this ttruly was him.

Ryu couldn't hold back and began to laugh. It was just a row, rumbling chuckle, but he felt his blood boil inside of him and his veins roar with life.

It had been a long while since he felt so alive.

Unbeknownst to Ryu, he had becsomewhat of an adrenaline junky. It was difficult to stare at useless life after useless life without wondering what the point of all of it was.

Only when he was teetering on an edge of life and death, balancing on the reaper's scythe, could he feel that fuel of vibrant life again?

The two battalions suddenly crashed into one another, Commander Monk reacting as fast as he could to blow back the descending cauldron.

Space quaked and ruptured, many of the weaker warriors beneath being ripped apart. Unfortunately, Commander Monk had still reacted too slowly and didn't push the clash high enough into the air.

Even Ryu felt a violent fluctuation threaten to crush him. His bones rattled and blood leaked from the corner of his mouth. He could feel that his inner organs had been ruptured and split in several locations.

A bloody grin cfrom his mouth as he looked up and met the eyes of Kaisa's cousin. Then, he ignored him and looked all the way up until he could see Commander Tiger.

At that moment, the army was ruptured, and the formation beclooser. The rod-sword above flickered weakly and seemed that it might collapse at any moment, though it managed to hold on.

It was then that Ryu suddenly took a step forward.

His imposing might roared, and he punched out three times in quick succession.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Three heads exploded in quick succession. His fists prints seemed to cross space and time, shuttling through the void and rupturing the heads of unsuspecting victims in an instant.

All three were just True Sky Gods, and yet, the moment they died, the cauldron in the skies faltered as well, as though Ryu had precisely targeted the weak points of the formation.

The battle high in the skies was forced into a balanced state once again, but no one could seem to tell who was responsible for it all in the carnage.

Ryu took another step forward, and he took advantage to shed his armor once again. White scales erupted across his body and horns grew from his forehead. He looked like a Demon Lord that had descended onto mankind, his imposing demeanor only skyrocketing with every passing second.

With every step he took, he sent out another fist, and every time, another person would die a tragic death.

In just a few seconds, he had already killed dozens, and finally others seemed to realize the kind of carnage he was unleashing.

A True Sky God couldn't last even a single exchange against him. They simply weren't worthy. And, as the largest number of existences in the army, as they died one after another in quick succession, the power of their formation was quickly dwindling.

"KILL HIM!" An Omniscient Sky God roared, but Ryu sneered, his momentum increasing.

He could tell immediately that this Omniscient Sky God was roaring to cover the movement of a Dao Lord in the armor.

Trying to hide from Ryu's senses was simply asking to be humiliated.

Ryu suddenly vanished, flickering around the army as though he didn't have a care in the world, but every the did so, he forced the Dao Lord to change direction, growing more and more frustrated with every passing second.

Ryu cocked his fist back and suddenly a Perfect Sky God clashed with him, rushing froward with menace.

Ryu took a step to the side, grabbing the man's elbow and throwing him over his shoulder and right at the Dao Lord with such speed that the man caught fire.

The Dao Lord was caught off guard and attacked sub-consciously, letting his Lord Qi leak out.

Everyone noticed it at once.

"Dao Lord!"

"You little shit, cdie!"

The Fiend Lord no longer tried to hide and ran at Ryu at his fastest speed. In an instant, he was already upon him.

Danger flooded Ryu's senses.