Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

[Bonus chapters thanks to Chronotitan <3 6/6]

Ryu was like an untraceable shadow. He seemed capable of reading and calculating the state of the entire battlefield, vanishing before anyone with any real power could lock onto him. In fact, no matter how hard they tried, it seemed impossible to lock onto him properly.

It made no sense. Everywhere he appeared, he would be accompanied by a towering Birthed Phenomena and a gorgeous Silver Star. He was the easiest to spot on the entire battlefield.

And yet, it also felt like there was a swirl of Fate, Faith, and Karma constantly protecting him.

His eyes and his Dao pushed and pulled against one another, and Ryu was able to use the latter to mask the presence of the former. And on top of that, the more he overlapped their abilities, the more powerfully they resonated and the stronger they became.

BANG.

His fists became lethal weapons of destruction. Everywhere he stepped, he reaped the lives of False Sky Gods as though they were nothing more than broken weeds.

A single fist reaped the lives of many. Two took out entire troops. Three colored their hearts with despair.

The morale of the Fading Star Sect members was being ripped out of the skies like a god plucking down stars from the sky.

Ryu's Dao Vessel flared and caught onto this despair, sinking its claws in and ripping into them, making their bodies even weaker and prime for the picking.

At the same time, it resonated with his Throne, pulling at the Lines of Karma it could see so clearly. While Dao of Chaos sunk its claws into their psyches, his Dao of Order shredded apart their techniques, breaking them down into the simplest forms until they could be casually seen through by a single glance on his part.

His eyes shone, and he could seem to see through everything. Even though he still didn't dare to activate any ability of the Mysteries of Heaven and Earth Pupils right now aside from the undetectable [Third Perspective], that didn't change their sharpness in the slightest.

Even though he could battle against the Perfect Sky Gods of the Fading Star Sect, he could step through their attacks like a fish in water, unmoved as [Absolute Domain] guided his steps.

And now, he felt prepared to face their True Sky Gods.

He suddenly appeared before one in the midst of battle with another. He was entirely unprepared. Although he was paying attention to Ryu, until now, Ryu had only been massacring False Sky Gods. In his mind, if Ryu targeted a True Sky God, they would be able to tie him down for long enough that he would lose his life at the hands of a true powerhouse. Plus, he was focused on his retreat as well.

Unfortunately, he was wrong.

A claw ripped through his chest, pulling out his heart and crushing it into pulp.

Red scales erupted across Ryu's body, and the roar of a dragon peeled through the skies like a clap of thunder.

Dragon's Roar.

The Bloodline Talent fused with Ryu's Dao, pulling at their despair, latching into their hearts and making their knees weak. Their movements became even more sluggish, and those beneath the True Sky God Realm directly collapsed to the ground, their minds fracturing and many of their Dao Hearts directly shattering to pieces.

Ryu could feel it; this was what it felt like. This was what it felt like for one ability to feed into the other, to synergize so perfectly that they weren't only extraordinarily powerful on their own, but together they could collapse mountains, rend the earth, and sunder the skies.

He appeared in front of another True Sky God. Silvery Runes erupted around him, and his body moved as though it were a single lethal unit.

His knee blocked a kick, and his body drove forward in a superman punch, ripping the True Sky God's head from his neck.

Ryu vanished again and appeared amidst two True Sky Gods targeting just one. They had no choice but to combine their strengths in hopes that they could survive just a bit longer.

Ryu's palms slapped down at their wrists, driving them into the ground.

They stumbled forward, off-balance as Ryu's hands circled through the air. He seemed to exude the air of both a Feng Shui and a Tai Chi master. The Heavens sang beneath his movements before his palms erupted forward, driving with such force that the True Sky Gods were practically atomized, the only thing remaining of their previous forms being wisps of misty blood.

Ryu's carnage compared to the size of the armies should have been small. And yet, the impact was many times larger.

It felt like they were all dancing in his palms, swallowed up by his majesty.

Suddenly, Ryu's scales flashed and instead became a radiant blue. He rose into the skies, opening his arms wide as though he was inviting them all to attack.

BOOM.

Arcs of blue lightning roared, forming serpents and dragons in the skies as the once-blue skies, only somewhat tainted by the dense smell of blood, became ravaged by dark, rolling clouds.

The eyes of those below widened.

Storm Talent!

They couldn't comprehend how so many legendary abilities were stuffed into the body of just a single young man, but it was too late for them to even consider it.

Lightning began to fall from the skies like pillars of destruction.

Heavenly Judgment.

Ryu's Dao wrapped around it. His comprehension of the bolts of blue with a thickness that could eradicate entire mountains.

When one passed judgment, it was their duty to understand. What were the charges, what were they guilty of? Only then could a judgment be passed fairly... justly.

And there was no one in this world that understood more than Ryu did.

As for what their crime was, that was obvious enough.

Pissing him off.

BOOM.

The entire battlefield was lit by arcs of lightning, the devastation raging everything in sight.