Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

Young Mistress Nightly's eyes narrowed.

Ryu's posture was clearly a fighting posture, but he didn't seem very serious at all. It was almost as though he was treating her like any one of the other so-called geniuses that he had already slaughtered.

He didn't take her very seriously at all.

A fury threatened to bubble up from Young Mistress Nightly's heart, but her forbearance, her calm, and her Dao Heart itself were all exceptionally strong.

Even though she was experiencing something she never had in her life before, it was like another spring breeze to her, a casual passing memory in her long life.

And then she erupted.

Her scythe was at Ryu's neck in an instant, her placid gaze gaining an intensity that had never been there before. It was as though she had taken all that rage, all that fury, all that shocking audacity she felt and channeled it into the power of her strike.

It was a simple swing, but it carried a myriad of mysteries, so heavy and numerous that the unadorned arc almost seemed to change countless times in the air, shifting time and time again in Ryu's eyes.

Lethal. Powerful. Potent. But more importantly than any of that…

A wide grin spread across his face as he lashed out with a flicker of his wrist, his great swordstaffs curving through the skies. They moved later, but somehow they were upon Young Mistress Nightly first.

This was what he was looking for. He had already grown tired of fighting those small fry.

Now… it was time for him to truly erupt.

One light great swordstaff slid beneath the Devas Princess' scythe, the other sliding above. With a twist, they deviated its path and struck at Young Mistress Nightly from above and below at the same time.

The young Devas felt an overwhelming sense of danger grip her, but her face was just as placid. Her wings flickered, two piercing toward Ryu's neck from above the other two clashing against Ryu's great swordstaffs.

The world twisted around them as a reverberating clash resounded.

Young Mistress Devas had already pulled her blade, coming after Ryu's retreating form with a vengeful fury.

There was a blazing intent in Ryu's eyes that made the calm depths that were her own.

However, they both had the same thought.

Come.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The earth was dug up beneath them, the skies overturning as space split and clouds separated.

They clashed and retreated, then clashed again in a harrowing sort of momentum. Their dance pulled at the laws of the world, bending and twisting them, culling and shedding them.

Their Control was unlike what one should expect from a Lord. It was violent, relentless, pooling forward in a skyward momentum and carrying an earthbound steadiness. And then it suddenly broke.

Ryu's blade snaked past, cutting against Young Mistress Nightly's cheek and forcing her into a retreat.

She reacted just as calmly as always, side stepping the blow and sweeping her scythe from a downward position up toward Ryu's neck.

However, its momentum hadn't even been able to gather yet when Ryu's great swordstaff of darkness pierced against a weak point.

[Death Acupoint] reflected in the world and Mistress Nightly felt her blade almost fly out of her hand.

Ryu's great swordstaff of light followed up, swinging down from above like a falling meteor. Akin to a guillotine of the Heavens, it split the world in two, painting it in rivers of blood long before a wound was levied.

Young Mistress Nightly made a move with her wings, ready to deflect it again, only for Ryu's feet to shift, his momentum suddenly swaying. His hips pivoted and his arms bent, driving an elbow right through the Devas Princess' pretty little face.

Her nose was crushed and nearly splintered her face in two.

She reeled back, blood flying from her nose.

For the first time, her expression changed and she felt a great deal of shock. It wasn't just because Ryu's style had barely changed at all—he didn't seem to increase in strength, he didn't even bring out any new abilities, it was almost like he had just grasped her style of combat and countered it like he was playing a game of Domain—but it was because…

'How is his body so powerful.'

She stabilized herself hundreds of kilometers later, trails of screeching space in her wake as she nearly collapsed to the ground right then and there.

Ryu's body felt sturdy beyond belief. But… wasn't he just a human?

Among the Humanoids, even in comparison to the humanoid Demons and Fiends, there was no doubt that the Devas had the strongest bodies. They were blessed by the Heavens, given special Heavenly Patterns that etched themselves onto their very wings and bones.

Their bones were actually quite special, being entirely hollow like that of birds. One would think that this would make them fragile, but instead, they were forged of materials that could shock the world. The more talented the Devas, the more shocking this material would be.

For Young Mistress Nightly, her bones themselves were forged of Chaotic Silk. While she didn't have Chaotic Silk Meridians, this alone made her bones incredibly difficult to deal with.

But it wasn't just this…

Her tendons and sinew were also formed from it.

However, just now, she had felt her nose break.

Although it had been quickly snapped back into place under the effects of her powerful healing abilities, the blood that ran down her now more than cherry lips were enough to make anyone apprehensive and feel shaken.

She reached up a hand, lightly touching her nose as though to make sure that it really was her face that had experienced such a thing. Then… she looked up toward Ryu.

When was the last time someone had made her bleed?

She… really couldn't recall.

All of a sudden, a grin spread across her face as well and her posture changed, matching the madness in Ryu's eyes.

They both shot forward at the same time, their qi blooming.

Ryu's Chaos Qi left dark gold streaks in the air and Young Mistress Nightly's own suddenly bloomed in an unexpected way.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The sound of qi exploding within Young Mistress Nightly's body reverberated. Her delicate body expanded violently in size for a brief instant before it went back to normal, but a sizzling heat popped out from her pores, pouring out in a torrential storm that sapped the air of all its water vapor.

She had combusted her qi within her own body, crashing it into his Vital Qi and in a shocking feat…

Fused them together.

Ryu's eyes shone as bright as torches. This was a method he had never seen before, one even he hadn't been mad enough to try.

And yet, rather than making him feel apprehensive, he could only feel his blood boiling all the more, his body temperature rising until the point it matched Young Mistress Nightly's own and then surpassed it in a single bound.

This feeling… was the one he had been searching for all his life.

Scythe and blades reverberated across the skies, each clash before forcefully suppressed beneath their control, and yet, while the region around them remained intact, near the edges of their Control Domain explosions of space and winding hands of times twisted and bent around one another.

Young Mistress Nightly suddenly suffered a kick to the abdomen that sent her piercing right through a mountain sturdier than any Ryu had ever laid eyes on. It seemed that in pure hardness, it was beyond even the Shrine Mountain.

BANG!

The Devas Princess tore this sturdy mountain apart, carving out a new path out of it before charging Ryu once more.

Her Dao bloomed across the skies, a Peak Founding Dao of an Elevated World pouring forth before it too… took a step beyond.

The booming cadence of her qi and Vital Qi within her body came to a sudden stop, calming like a gentle breeze before a coming storm.

Her power increased several fold, and yet it was far from done.

A crimson crown of thorns appeared above her and her Dao seemed to elevate to yet another level.

And then… her Qi, her Vital Qi, and her Spiritual Quintessence pooled into a single vast ocean.

Her Spiritual Foundation rumbled, her Dao soared, and her four of her six pillars slowly fused into one as a triangle formed on her forehead.

It was said that the strongest shape in the world was a triangle. Why Six Pillars… when just three was more than enough?

And that was what Young Mistress Nightly had based her Dao on.

Her Dao Title would shock the world when she revealed.

She raised her scythe, her lips parting as she spoke but the words being obscured as though by the Heavens themselves.

"Today I, Goddess All Pillar, will show you your place beneath me."

She had completely forgotten about the Title Stele event as the boiling of her blood reached a fever pitch.

All she wanted was Ryu's head, not because he infuriated her, but because no one should dare to stand in her way.

This world was hers to command.

The winds, the seas, the skies and the earth. The tides of energy and the tsunamis of emotion. The very talent she had been granted by the Heavens, and the Fate that she would rip away for herself.

She would stand atop of this world.

BOOM!

A pillar of bloody light erupted from her, complex Runes swirling about it as it solidified into a pillar that stabilized the Earth and held up the Heavens.

One Begets Two. Two Begets Three. And Three…

Begets All.

Two more pillars appeared and Young Mistress Nightly vanished from sight.

When she could be seen once again, her scythe was already cutting into Ryu's neck.

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