Grand Ancestral Bloodlines Chapter 2058

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Ailsa’s brows trembled when she saw the gate. “The Heavenly Court? Why now…

Ryu looked straight up at the Gates that appeared above him. Maybe he should have been feeling a great deal of pressure, but honestly speaking, he didn’t.

It was as though he was looking at the entrance to his own home. However, when the Gates cracked open…

It felt like a different matter entirely.

Ryu sensed a flood of Essence pour out, the likes of which that appeared at a quantity and a level that made his current access to Chaos Qi seem pitiful.

However, he continued to stand there in silence, like a lone ant in the skies facing off against the descent of a planet. The Heaven’s Gate was so large that a crack in its door alone was dozens of times the width of Ryu’s body, let alone its overall size.

Ryu thought that maybe he would have to wait for hours or days before the doors fully swung open even if they moved at the speed of light. And yet, it soon seemed that he had thought too much.

Out from the minor crack, a single finger walked out.

There was no cascading rain of Tribulations or a violent upswing of qi. There was just a single man, dressed in a golden robe with a leather pauldron delicately and carefully sculpted on just his left shoulder.

He looked like a five-star general ready to descend and accept a reward. But Ryu found that he couldn’t quite see the man’s face. In fact, maybe this “man” was a woman. The robes were thick enough that the person’s figure was quite ambiguous. But judging by the pauldron’s position that seemed to be the only thing that wasn’t “fuzzy” about this person, Ryu judged that their shoulders were probably too broad to be a woman.

The man took a step forward and ripples of gold extended from his feet, forming a path. He didn’t seem to realize that he was parallel with the ground at all, continuing to form a path beneath his feet perpendicular to the earth with a calm flare to him that made it clear he cared little for the laws of the world and how they might want to apply to him.

Then, he paused before Ryu and his aura shifted.

From an unfathomable aura, his cultivation plummeted to the Omniscient Sky God Realm. But Ryu could tell that there was more strength condensed in his body, making it clearly and firmly in the Lord Realm.

The man raised a fist and suddenly attacked.

Maybe sudden wasn’t the right word. The fist was slow as though it was being forced to move through rippling waves of thick water. But, contradictorily fast at the same time.

It was like Ryu’s mind was stuck watching a frame by frame while the fist itself was already upon him.

However…

Ryu held out a palm.

BANG!

The fist collided with Ryu’s palm and ripples were sent flying in all directions.

The moment the two made contact, the world around them seemed to solidify and Ryu finally saw the person clearly… well, as clearly as you could see a person wearing a white gold mask.

However, it was enough to see the slight flicker of surprise in the young man’s eyes. Ryu was fairly certain that he was a youth.

This was surprising to Ryu because this supposed youth had to have his cultivation suppressed when he likely wasn’t much more than a hundred years old.

Would it be surprising if his Qi Realm cultivation had been at the Lord Realm? No.

But the problem was that his cultivation had been so deep that even Ryu’s eyes that could see through Dao Gods hadn’t been able to pinpoint it exactly.

“Is this my final Tribulation?” Ryu asked, almost as though he was speaking to himself. “You’re going to need more strength than that.”

The young man pulled his fist back but didn’t respond directly to the instigation.

“You are a Heaven’s Chosen. But you’ve abandoned your own world. How is a fool so powerful, then?”

He too seemed like he was just speaking to himself.

Both young men were locked in their own arrogant worlds, so enthralled in their own sense of self they couldn’t be bothered to speak to one another directly.

And even after these words were “exchanged”, neither seemed to care to change that either.

This time, they both attacked, their fists rippling through the air and colliding.

The young man was forced to take a heavy step back, but his Control was greater than any Ryu had ever seen. The solid golden road beneath his feet didn’t so much as

quiver.

‘So… that’s possible too?”

Ryu seemed to understand something.

His Dao Heart was the core of his Control right now, and that was all fine and dandy, except for the fact this wasn’t perfectly in line with his earlier speculations.

If Control was truly part of a perfected cultivation system that he had missed out on, how could it not be just as tightly wound with Qi itself?

The Dao Heart was the Spiritual Foundation… what could it influence more than your

Qi?

This young man was so powerful because, although he wasn’t using it now, he had access to Essence and seemed to be naturally blessed with it.

But didn’t Ryu also have an equivalent qi? What was Chaos Qi if not Essence’s exactly opposite and equal?

The trouble was that Ryu always took his Chaos Qi from his Meridians and never really mixed it into his dantian or Spiritual Foundation.

How then was he supposed to exhibit the most powerful forms of Control?

It was only now that Ryu truly began to understand why it was having a powerful Dao didn’t just make him invincible everywhere he went…

Not to mention the fact he wasn’t even satisfied with his current Dao, the Dao itself

was just one aspect of cultivation.

There was so much more.

BOOM!