Grand Ancestral Bloodlines Chapter 1590

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It wasn’t until a long while later that Ryu managed to get up. It had been a long while since he was so injured, which was saying something considering he had just been through a Throne Challenge.

He had never been so thoroughly unable to do a thing. He was sure that there were much lower-level Sky Gods capable of doing much the same to him, but this still felt different.

No one had ever been able to make him feel a thing purely based on their cultivation level. That gaze… it held a completely different sort of weight. He could imagine what might have happened had the Phoenix Sky God actually looked at him.

Just from that nonchalance, Ryu was also fairly certain that he wasn’t part of some grand master plan the Phoenix Sky God had.

Someone searching for a way to break free of the pinnacle of all that was would never invest so heavily in an unborn child. And if they had seen something in Ryu’s future that made them take such actions, there was no way they would be so nonchalant about Ryu getting a grasp of a faint trail of their Faith.

There was no doubt. Ryu was probably just one of many. Maybe he would pay off one day, maybe he wouldn’t. Regardless, it would be no skin off the Phoenix Sky God’s back.

And that made Ryu laugh.

He suddenly really wanted to kill.

Ryu eventually sat up, pulling himself up until he stood on his feet. He didn’t even bother to glance at the rest of Fading Star’s inheritance; he felt that he had gotten enough out of the woman and didn’t need to tie their Karma any closer than it already was. Plus, he was focused on his own path.

Ryu casually put on a pair of white robes and seemed prepared to step out when Selheira stirred.

“Go back to bed,” he said, realizing that this woman had yet to recover.

Seleira mumbled something that sounded somewhere between a growl and a yawn before she did exactly that.

What Ryu didn’t expect was that the moment he stepped out of his abode, a commotion would fill his ears. He didn’t even need to be at the wall to know what it was.

The flames of war.

Ryu’s gait didn’t change. Instead, with every step he took, his aura seemed to gather up and multiply.

His foot landed.

SHUUUU.

Peak Fragmented Sky God.

His hair fluttered in the air, silvery runes dancing around them. His silver irises, even without being slit, seemed to exude the air of a Dragon, a roaring battle intent within them.

Another foot landed.

BOOM!

False Sky God.

The silver runes around him suddenly multiplied several times over.

His figure flashed and vanished. When he appeared on the walls, he found exactly what he expected.

It was an all-out war between the Fading Star Sect and the Radiant Star Sect. The other Sects weren’t involved in the slightest.

There was no doubt that this was caused by just a single matter, and that was none other than Ryu’s new Throne.

Ryu had no idea how long the battle had been going on for, but just to make it to the wall and not be stopped by any number of elders, he had to cross over a hundred kilometers in a single instant.

The hints of rage within him were forming sparks, flying around like dying embers until they caught hold of dried leaves and sparked furious flame.

He was wrong. This wasn’t an all-out war at all. This was, at best, a fraction of the Fading Star Sect’s true strength. As for why they hadn’t brought everyone, he had no idea. But down below, there were three Omniscient Sky Gods, almost a dozen Transcendent Sky Gods, and there were at least a hundred Perfect Sky Gods. Even then, Ryu was certain that this was a mere portion, maybe 20%, of the Fading Star Sect’s strength.

But where were Aika, Old Wan, and Samson? The Fading Star Sect would definitely never dare to send such a powerful contingent if they could be wiped out with a finger. It would deal too great a blow.

Ryu’s rage sparked to another level when he noticed Eska amidst the warriors below. While she wasn’t injured, the pressure she was under was tremendous. Her Immortal Sakura stood like a valiant pillar, protecting far more than her fair share. Without her, the entire right side of the battlefield would have already collapsed.

He just stood there. He could feel several gazes land on him at once, and he could even faintly hear several generals of the Radiant Star Sect roaring at him to retreat.

It made sense. He was weak. Why would Aika call him out to him when the flames of war had been sparked? What was he doing to change? Even a Perfect Sky God’s impact would be limited, and they were probably the main fighting force in a war of this level.

It was the same with Selheira. It was better to let the two hopes of the Sect rest easy while the elders tried to handle everything for them. It was Aika’s responsibility to give them to grow, at least that was the way she saw it.

Ryu could feel the sincerity… it was just he didn’t want it.

He felt like he was transported back to the day he was forced to drive a dagger through his own heart, to rest his future on the whims of someone far more powerful than him giving him a chance.

The more he thought about it, the fiercer his aura flared.

His breakthrough into the False Sky God Realm wasn’t complete. This was an ascension of a God Realm, how could it be as simple as a Sub Realm?

Violent swirling forces of qi gathered around him, whipping across with force that put hurricanes to shame.

BOOM.

A Throne appeared in the skies.