Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

"Limp dick, huh? Why did I just hear you saying it was enormous, though?" Ryu looked toward Isemeine earnestly as though he was definitely asking this question in the utmost seriousness.

Isemeine, who had been in a daze, snorted. How could she not be shocked? Why did a Dao Pedestal Realm expert have the ability to heal a Sky God like her? Especially a Sky God with such a powerful body on top of that. The trade off from having a body that was so hard to injure also meant that once it was injured, it was harder to heal than others. But Ryu hadn't even used a treasure, he seemed to use his own qi as though it was as simple as breathing. This was especially so for Isemeine who was of the Heavenly Dew Branch and had a ridiculous healing factor.

What was even more shocking than that was that she not only felt that she was fully healed, but even that her talent had increased a little bit. It was all too ridiculous.

"What does its size have to do with it being limp? Put me down, you bastard."

Ryu chuckled. "Your strength has returned already, if you wanted to go down wouldn't you do it yourself?"

Isemeine snorted again and looked away. "It's clearly a test. That annoying bitch refused to allow me to have other men, so I'm stuck with you. If you can't even let me rest my legs like this, what worth do you have?"

Though she said this, Ryu never really had any intention of letting her go either. While Isemeine thought she was staying in his arms so that she could protect him from sudden attacks, Ryu was thinking the exact opposite.

Suddenly, a clicking sound caught Ryu's attention and he turned to find Jojo standing almost nose to nose with him. Of course, he had seen this young lady coming, what he hadn't expected was for her to land so close. She really didn't have a single lady-like fiber within her. In that way, though, she was probably a lot like Isemeine, albeit a bit more eccentric with this kind of choice in clothing... or rather armor.

"What are you doing, exactly?" Jojo asked, curiously looking Ryu up and down.

"Who's this?" Isemeine asked. "You really can't control your dick, how long have you even been here? Now you've got girls chasing after while you're clearly a fugitive now? My future is in shambles."

Jojo's expression changed, what the hell was this woman talking about? She wasn't...

"Oh? Jealousy, is it? I didn't know you had it in you. You two are quite similar, you'd be excellent harem partners."

Jojo's expression darkened. "Watch your-"

"You're comparing me, a Sky God, to a little girl? Unbelievable."

At this point, Isemeine was certain that Ryu was just saying whatever he felt would piss her off the most, and it was unfortunately working. But she also felt something else, this Ryu was a lot different than the Ryu she remembered. She had been just as chippy in the past, but it had never deteriorated into this sort of back and forth because Ryu was too cold to allow it.

At first, she had thought that Ryu only let her run her mouth so much because she was a Sky God now and he could no longer suppress her, and he might never be able to anymore especially considering her gains and improvements. But this was a man who didn't know how to write the word fear, here he was, cradling her, when he knew very well there were dozens of Sky Gods of the Seventh Heaven ready to pounce.

Even if he could deal with these juniors, something that wasn't certain in her estimations, what would he do about the others?

But that aside, why was he so much more cheery? And that smile... he was already dangerous enough as a man when he was cold and brooding all the time. But now, she really didn't see how a woman could resist this man. Though... she had to admit that she was a little biased.

"You sure don't speak like a Sky God. If you didn't keep reminding me, I would have forgotten-"

"ENOUGH!" Jojo punched out in rage, aiming for Ryu's face.

However, the Ryu she expected to hit easily seemed to appear just a few inches back, dodging just enough for her knuckles to come to a stop right before his nose.

The wind blew his hair back, their white strands sparkling in the sunlight. Ryu took a glance at the fist then back up toward Jojo. "Are you finished?"

Let alone others, even Litaor and Reykian were in shock. No one in the younger generation spoke to Jojo like that, he had already crossed the line long before, so much so that Reykian had dense killing intent in his eyes. But, at the same time, he also knew what kind of trouble he would be in if he killed a target that Jojo had her mind set on, so he hadn't moved.

What he didn't expect was for Ryu to say such a thing and then for his gaze to immediately shift over toward Dacyne.

"I was planning on letting you live for a little longer, but since you're all so eager, just die, then."

Before anyone could understand, Ryu took a step and vanished again. It sank in right at that moment... Spatial Soul Nature! But it was something even beyond that. A simple twisting of space couldn't have possible caused Jojo to miss...

Dacyne's expression changed when Ryu appeared before him. "You..."

"Die."

The next words were caught in Dacyne's throat. A violent twisting space appeared before his mouth, the whirlpool pulling and twisting until a muddled scream echoed through the surroundings.

In the end, all that was left was a standing corpse, headless and not even dripping the slightest bit of blood. Dacyne swayed once, then twice, before collapsing backward, dead.

A deathly sort of silence fell. Only a minority in the crowd were members fo the Seventh Heaven, the majority coming from the Sixth, and yet, they were also the most silent during these proceedings. One would have thought that Sects of the Seventh Heaven were in their own home currently. But it was also because of this that the stunned atmosphere was so heavy.

A disciple of the Seventh Heaven... had died just like that?

"Who else?" Ryu asked.

Isemeine blinked, realizing that Ryu was actually talking to her. Her stare flickered, but she pointed without much hesitation.

"Stop!"

"How dare you!?"

Litaor was infuriated, as were many other members of the Azure Lightning Sect. One of their own had died just like that, how could they allow it to slide? Unfortunately for them, Ryu didn't seem to notice their rage at all.

Who could keep up with someone with a Spacetime Soul Nature? Especially when space and time were being used in tandem with such ease? Ryu appeared before the second person. This was an individual of the Stalwart Sun Sect, so it wasn't a surprise that the second voice to call out had actually been Reykian. But what did his rage have to do with Ryu?

Yet another head was twisted to nothingness. Ryu only seemed to appear before them for a moment and they were dead. It was an attack that they didn't know how to defend against, the violent blackhole seemed to form within their bodies. By the time they found the location, it had already done too much damage and death was the only path remaining for them.

The worst part was that it targeted their souls as well, shredding their birthed souls to pieces and not giving them the slightest chance at survival.

"Again."Ryu said lightly.

This time, Isemeine didn't point and simply gave Ryu a direction with her mind. She seemed to realize that the only way to lock Ryu down would be her fingers, so she kept them all guessing.

Before anyone could do anything, a third had died. As expected, they had been waiting for Isemeine to point again, but it never came. They could only watch as a third died, completely unable to stop it.

It was right then, when Ryu was about to move on to a fourth, that the Sky Gods could no longer remain still. Isemeine's became taut as though she was ready to battle at any time, but she couldn't stop a intense aura from descending.

A powerful barrier was formed and space was locked down, restricting Ryu's Spacetime Soul Nature forcefully.

Ryu chuckled. "Amusing"

A pair of wings emerged on his back and his vanished again. This time, a scythe of wind and space formed, slicing the head from its neck and then shredding it to pieces as it flew through the air.

The fourth corpse collapsed.

The tumult grew.

Finally, the Radiant Star Sect and the Faded Star Sect emerged one after another. However, it seemed that the former had a large problem on their Even the likes of Aika couldn't flip a palm to change the feelings of the Nine Martial Powers toward the Taboo Powers....

How would they deal with this?