Grand Ancestral Bloodlines Chapter 2157

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Lightning wreathed Ryu’s blades and he swung them so hard their polearms pulled crescents across the skies. In that slowed motion, space trembled beneath the strain and it felt almost like a God of the Forge had taken a hand to the weapons, bowing their metal frames in his earthly palms and pulsing forearms.

BANG!

The two great swordstaffs crashed against Young Mistress Nightly’s scythe and nearly sent it flying out of her hands.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Three echoes rumbled through Ryu’s Bone Structure, Nine Revolution Skybreaker blooming with its magnified presence beneath his Storm Talent.

The echoes of thunder were matched with pitched lightning. As though the rumbling in Ryu’s bones and the trembling of the skies were matched to a single resonance, a rhythm played across the both of them, making the three pillars Mistress Nightly relied upon shake to their very core for the first time.

A savage glow shone bright in Young Mistress Nightly’s gaze. This was it, this was what she had been looking for.

She had felt that her Dao had already reached the peak of all there was. As much as she had searched for a path to improve it, it was simply impossible to find.

She had already stepped beyond the threshold of an Elevated World, so just how much further could she make it?

However… she had felt that this Title Stele world would be one of her last chances to find that path. As she continued to grow, it would only become more difficult to take that step in the future.

But just now, she had felt it.

Weakness.

Young Mistress Nightly ran a red tongue across her pearly white teeth, a lusty light of desire sparking in her eyes. However, this lust had little to do with Ryu’s looks or her desire to bed him, and everything to do with her lust for improvement, her desire to grow stronger, and her anticipation to do both.

The soft flesh of her tongue pricked against her cute, low profile canines, drawing a line of blood that dripped down her cherry lips.

For a moment, she looked no different from a tempting seductress before that aura vanished in favor of a towering might.

Whether she would be able to step through the Gates of Heaven and reach that ever-illusive threshold would be decided within the next few moves.

She unleashed a roar that was anything but delicate. Akin to war drums thrashing against Heaven’s limits, her chest expanded beneath the strain, her lungs almost bursting with the amount of air she forced into them.

Her All Pillar Qi, unique to herself, exploded out from her body.

A line of meridians was drawn from her body to her wings and then back again, forcefully connecting them all.

The qi for millions of miles was forced into obedience as the aura of a Deva Goddess descended… or so it seemed.

In that moment, she might as well have already stepped into that threshold.

With her Dao Heart blossoming and her momentum climbing, she was a woman truly worthy of stepping to the peak of the world and standing above it all.

Ryu’s booming laughter met her momentum, his lightning dancing and his great swordstaffs pulsing with light and darkness. The three auras danced around one another, forming an odd resonance that was eerily familiar. But maybe because she was so in tune with herself, so focused on improving on her own and surpassing this opponent before her, Young Mistress Nightly didn’t seem to notice.

“You are a good woman. If you survive this, I’ll make you my Summon and show you what the true peak of the world looks like.”

Young Mistress Nightly wasn’t enraged by the words. Instead, she spoke out herself, her fiendish grin no less savage than Ryu’s own.

“You are a good man. If you survive this, I will protect you from the Ancient Beasts and make you my Prince Consort.”

Ryu grinned in return. “I’m a hypocritical man. I can have many women, but my women aren’t allowed to be so frivolous.”

“Those men are not my husbands, they are concubines prepared for me for when I cross the threshold of Dao Goddess. My Devas Race has trouble procreating, so the strong amongst us must do this.

“I do not mind appeasing you a small bit, though, my future husband. You may be my first, and I will only allow you to lay in my bed. The others will be nothing more than tools.”

Ryu’s laughter peeled across the skies like blooming thunder. He raised his blade to the skies, choosing not to respond for the moment. Very soon, the world itself would hear the words of his heart.

Maybe they all assumed that this was a clash of equals, a stormy symphony of a two-genius ballad.

But this was far from the case.

Young Mistress Nightly was a Peak Lord.

Ryu was only a Quasi Lord.

Today, he had come not just to face against the geniuses of the world…

He had come to assert his dominance.

Suddenly, his Light, Dark, and Lightning Qi solidified. Three Pillars descended from the skies, mirroring Goddess All Pillar’s own.

Young Mistress Nightly’s eyes widened as for the first time, she sensed Ryu’s Dao.

A vast chasm opened up between the two of them and her heart shook violently.

Just… what was this?

“I hope you survive. It would be a shame for such a beauty to leave this world.”

Ryu’s lips slightly parted once more.

“[— Judgment].”

Chi.

The sound was almost soft, like the world itself didn’t realize it had been broken apart until it was too late.

Young Mistress Nightly’s momentum reached a peak at the same time as she too slashed out, but somehow, it was hard for anyone to notice this at all.

A shocking sweep of qi expanded in all directions, swallowing the battlefield whole.