Grand Ancestral Bloodlines Chapter 2235

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Ryu looked up to the skies. Or rather, his eyes had always been there.

He had already felt that this would happen. There was something odd in the air, or rather there had been for a while now. He knew that something else was coming much the same way he might if his Intuition had triggered.

It just… didn’t matter to him that much.

Until he felt Ailsa’s rage.

His gaze shifted from the figure stepping out to his wife in the far-off distance still blocked out by the barrier. But it was clear that this door was spawning within the limits.

For some reason, the Title Stele was still acting demure and reserved around this golden door. Yet, all Ryu could seem to focus on was the fact his wife was completely and utterly enraged by something.

“By him?”

Ryu raised an eyebrow. That seemed unlikely.

The light was too blinding for others to see through, but it was nothing to him. It might burn the eyes of others, but he could see right through it to the young men within it.

But there was only really just one of them of any sort of interest. The other two Ryu saw for what they were.

Weak.

Well, that was harsh. The two were stronger than any one of the geniuses that Ryu had faced here. They might have been interesting opponents to face before he triggered [Heaven’s Gate]. Unfortunately for them, he already had.

The one in the middle, though, the stronger of them, had quite the aura despite being a Lord.

And yet, Ryu’s reaction was just the same.

Him?

No, that was unlikely.

Ryu looked past the young man, but didn’t see anything of interest. And then he sensed it.

‘I see. So that’s what it is…’

He could already feel the aura fading, but it should be whoever opened the door. There had to be someone with the strength to manifest that door.

“Him. Okay.”

Ryu said calmly.

There was a flash in Ryu’s eyes.

“Ryu! Don’t!”

The words echoed in his ears, piercing through veils. Ryu could easily tell just how much effort it had taken Ailsa to reach him like that.

It still didn’t matter.

[Earth Gate].

“Open.”

The skies rumbled.

Ryu had realized something interesting long ago. These golden gates in the skies…while they seemed grand and imposing… in his eyes, they looked like a little toy replica of the real thing.

An Earth Gate manifested before Ryu and he took a step forward. He hadn’t forced it to manifest to this extent in a long while, but this time he had done it for a very clear purpose.

The golden gate above dimmed almost as though all the Fate swirling around it had dimmed considerably.

A snort came from the inside, but it was more surprise than fury.

“I don’t really know who you are, but you have quite some nerve,” Ryu said calmly.

Reaching out a hand, Ryu grasped at the air.

[Fate Reversal].

The color drained from Ryu’s face, but he didn’t seem to notice at all.

The snort stopped echoing as though the figure seemed to have realized something.

“Stop.”

The voice didn’t seem panicked, but rather firm and completely unyielding, as though he was very much used to everything hanging on his word.

But Ryu… had never listened to anyone but his own parents. One would think he never heard a single thing.

All of a sudden, it seemed as though Earth Gate and the golden Gate above had swapped places.

Ryu stepped through, a pressure from the world trying to hold him back and yet failing completely.

From Dao Lord, Ryu stepped into Dao Sovereign.

From Dao Sovereign, Ryu stepped into Dao God.

From Dao God… he seemed to ram into a glass ceiling, his body’s aura pouring over as though its vessel had reached its brimming point.

Ryu’s palm, still hanging in the air, suddenly swiped out.

PA.

His hand exploded on impact, blood, sinew, ligaments, and flesh splashing out. Yet, all the world could seem to hear was the slap.

Ryu’s aura deflated almost immediately, the grasp of power brief and only a sudden spark. But it was still enough.

“You can go back and wash your neck now. While you do that, remember you just let a Quasi Lord slap you. Thanks for delivering these ‘geniuses’ to me, though. I’ll be sure to turn them into nice Summons.”

There was no cry of fury, no shuddering aura, there was simply silence, one heavy enough that the entire world fell into it as it faded.

The aura vanished. It had no choice but to.

All the Fate of that gate had been stripped away. It would take a great deal before it could be opened again, and that figure had to decide whether it was worth it.

All of that accumulation, used up in an instant, all so that Ryu could humiliate him.

“They call him the Almighty, is that so?” Ryu asked.

He had already stepped beyond the three “geniuses” at some unknown point. But even now, he wasn’t talking to or looking at them, instead meeting his wife’s gaze in the distance.

“He isn’t so All or so Mighty.”

Ryu’s sensory perception made a clenching motion with a missing hand.

His Embryonic Qi lagged behind, unable to reform it. Yet, this only made him chuckle.

He had sensed the Title the moment he touched the man. He was surely quite the powerhouse.

But so what?

[Fate Reversal].

The aura of the Almighty vanished and his hand regrew in an instant.

Space quaked and shook, but Ryu constrained it all into a ball above his newly formed palm.

Suddenly, Ryu slapped out.

Solara’s grandfather couldn’t even react, it all happened too quickly.

The ball collided with his chest and he coughed up a mouthful of blood. He looked down at his chest in absolute horror.

What just happened?

“It isn’t fair, is it?” Ryu asked. “When someone so powerful comes down with their little petty tricks and ruins your life. I’ll play with your granddaughter and your life the way you played with my Fate Star. It’ll be nice, don’t you think?”

The old man spit up a mouthful of blood.