Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

1367 Good Luck

The expressions of the seven figures in the sky were ones of shock. Although they didn't fear anyone, they had still placed up a barrier in the skies. They had just not wanted to deal with any hassle, so they had directly blocked the entry of any other foreign powers, that way things would definitely go their way.

Ultimately, they were still just projections, and things could get very annoying very quickly if any Dao Lords appeared in their physical form. But to their astonishment, the aura of this person had far surpassed the Dao Sovereign Realm.

Even so, even with that being the case, it shouldn't have been so easy to deal with their barrier. Although they had only sent their projections, it was their real bodies that had worked jointly to put up this sort of barrier.

In the Sky God Realm, it wasn't just leaping levels to do combat that was extremely difficult, but while in the lower Realms a true genius might be able to battle hundreds, even thousands at their cultivation realm, in the Sky God Realm one would be a genius if they could even fight two or three at their same cultivation level. Thus were the troubles of the Sky God Realm.

For this man to be able to casually walk through a barrier formed by all seven of them at the same time, just what kind of existence was he exactly?

When they observed that this man's gaze was focused on the young boy below, their expressions became ugly, they even began making preparations to bring their true bodies here. In their opinions, this person was obviously here to snatch this treasure out from under their noses.

However, they had no idea that the real situation was completely unlike what they had thought it to be.

Ryu met the gaze of his great grandfather for the first time. Although they had never met before, there was simply no denying the dynamics of their blood. It only took the both of them one glance to understand who the other was, and in typical fashion, neither seemed prepared to speak immediately.

Primus' gaze moved away from Ryu, sweeping a gaze over the others. Those that had already been kneeling under the pressure that Skeleton King had levied felt as though their very souls had begun to burn. They didn't know how Ryu had met such a gaze for such a long time when they were feeling like this when they didn't even dare to look up.

Primus descended from the skies without a word, landing half a meter from Ryu. He didn't seem to notice that the auras of the projections in the sky had become sharper.

"Fellow Sovereign, this isn't very appropriate," The Skeleton King said coldly.

Primus waved a hand and a hole was blown through the Skeleton King's chest. The edges began to burn rapidly, the Skeleton King on the verge of turning to ash in the blink of an eye.

"I am here to speak with my descendant, I advise you to shut your mouth. My temper isn't very good."

The pupils of the Sovereigns constricted into pinholes. The situation had changed once more, the weight of such words changed the situation entirely once more. Suddenly, the Ryu they felt was on the chopping block had such backing?

Empana's expression also changed. After he had heard Ryu's name, he already felt that something was off, he couldn't help but look toward lanjor feeling that he would know more. But the lanjor that he knew so well seemed to have been lit afire.

lanjor was already a person who was very hard to stand next to. The flames and heat he gave off were almost impossible to manage for normal people. But it was only now that Empana understood that he was actually holding back so much. Even the "injuries" that had devastated him previously seemed to have been nothing more than a façade.

Empana didn't quite understand what he was seeing. He didn't want to believe that lanjor had betrayed him like everyone else in his life had, but everything from Ryu to the current situation seemed to point to that being the truth.

Ryu frowned when he heard Primus call him his descendant, but he didn't refute. The reason was simple. His grandfather still acknowledged this man as his father even when he was breathing his last. If he refused to accept his relationship with this man, he would be slapping the face of his grandfather, and that was intolerable to Ryu.

Even so, that didn't mean that he had to be on friendly terms with this man.

Ryu seemed to sense something and he looked toward lanjor. Instantly, he was stunned. He had never seen lanjor so enraged before.

Ryu's frown deepened. "Did you take his eyes?"

A fury was bubbling up within Ryu's body. Ianjor had refused to tell him what had happened to his eyes, but seeing lanjor's fury, he seemed to put two and two together. He had already been greatly disgusted by this man, but he didn't expect that things would end up like this.

Primus sent a glance toward Ianjor but he didn't respond. He disdained to explain himself, did he have to lower himself to such a level? People could believe what they wanted in the end, it wouldn't matter so long as his fist was larger than theirs.

Ryu's gaze flickered with a dense, hidden flame, but he didn't say or do anything. He knew that he couldn't defeat this man, there was simply no point in saying anything more, but this was something he only added to Primus' debt. He would have to pay it back soon enough.

However, lanjor spoke right then. "Wait patiently you son of a bitch, I'm going to enjoy killing you."

lanjor was absolutely scalding, the scars around his eyes had turned a burning red color.

Primus acted as though he hadn't heard anything. Flipping a palm, an orb appeared. Within, clouds of gold and red floated. The Sovereigns in the sky knew what they were seeing immediately, this wasn't just any normal inheritance, it could be said that all of the insights that had led Primus to the Sovereign Realm were within, not holding even a single thing back.

This wasn't something Sovereigns handed out with ease, and it would only happen if they had intentions of entering the Dao God Realm. But there was something even more astonishing than this.

Usually, this act of severing and dealing with Karma was only necessary for those that had a great relation to the person in question. That meant that Ryu wasn't just a normal descendent, he wasn't someone faintly or barely connected to Primus, he was a direct line descendant, likely a grandson or a great grandson.

The reason this was so astonishing was because this process should be rare, impossibly so. Given how long it took to reach the Dao God Realm, just how many Dao Gods still had such close relations? Even they as Sovereigns didn't have many, if any, close family relations remaining. They already stood all alone at the peak of the world. Their immediate family members had already fallen to the hardships of the martial world, while their only descendants were far too removed for them to care much for them outside of what face they could bring their families.

Just what kind of family was this...? Tatsuya?

They looked up into the skies. It had definitely rumbled when the name was spoken, where did they remember that name from? Or was it an illusion?

It made sense for the skies to rumble if a family had a Dao Sovereign, but the trouble was that this place was the Nether World. The influence humans had here should have been limited.

"This is my Inheritance, take it or don't. This can be considered our Karma coming to an end."

Ryu, who had been mostly silent all this while, couldn't seem to hold back his sneer any longer.

"Our Karma will come to an end when I kill you."

Primus, though, only shook his head and chuckled. "In this world, the next, or any other, those that I have exceeded will never catch up to my steps. If you start even one step behind, you will remain there. Forever."

"What a coincidence, I feel the same way."

Primus tossed the inheritance forward, not caring if Ryu caught it or not. As he was about to turn away, his expression changed. This was something that didn't happen to a man of his caliber, he couldn't' remember the last time anything had surprised him.

Ryu's hand snatched outward, but just when it seemed that he would catch the inheritance, a large amount of chains appeared, surroundings it and locking it into place. Only then did he catch it.

He tossed the Inheritance up into the air and allowed it to land on his palm, unmoved and unbothered by the chains.

"Karma is an interesting thing," Ryu said lightly. "To you, so long as you hand this to me, or have the intention to give it to me, your job is done. What I do with it afterward doesn't matter, even if I destroy it or never look at it again.

"But you've underestimated me, Primus. Karma may be beyond your control, forcing you to scour the lands just to find me. But to me, Karma is something I can casually manipulate with as I please.

"Your inheritance? This junk in my hands? Is worthless before my eyes, as are your petty tricks."

Ryu's hand squeezed down, the chains shattering the Inheritance to pieces.

"Good luck breaking into the Dao God Realm. I wish the ghosts of grandfather and the rest of the Tatsuya Clan torment you for the rest of your days."