Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

1794 COME!

Ryu boisterously laughed into the skies, roaring into the air as he suddenly activated Idol Control.

His body expanded and his clothing was shredded to pieces, replaced by scales of resplendent white.

His horns pierced the clouds and his muscles rippled, every shudder causing the world to shatter and quake.

He punched out, meeting a swing of Kaisa's great sword. A force field seemed to protect his fists and nearly shatter her weapon, or rather, the flames around it.

If the two weren't already the center of the battlefield, they truly becthat now. It felt like two monsters were battling it out in the skies.

And it was right then that Ryu's Dao descended.

A dark gold and white gold pair of eight trigram diagrams appeared in his eyes, as well as one being above and below him. He seemed to have becthe center of a formation as his close combat skills reached a new level.

He seemed to always find the gap in Kaisa's defenses, forcing her to go into a retreat again and again.

With a flicker, his fists filled the skies with shadows, but more than 90% of them were fake. Unfortunately, Kaisa's mind was in a mess, the oppression of Ryu's Dao bearing down on her. She couldn't see through it clearly and she suddenly felt like she was trying to move too fast for what her mind could withstand.

A fist landed on her cheek, a second landed on her chest. A third landed on her chest once more and then a sudden and unexpected kick clawed against the side of her neck with such force that it seemed Ryu might kick her head off into the distance like a ball.

Ryu's laughter was furious, and he seemed to have beca complete madman.

The frustration in his heart was being vented step by step. How could the look at his previous lives not have left him in a state of agitation? Just because he had managed to press it down, didn't mean that those feelings of discomfort had already vanished.

They were still there, and only by resolving them one by one could his Dao Heart truly becperfect.

His will was currently driving him, his will to never be that weak again, to never be so pitiful, to never be so pathetic.

His fists flew and his body beclike a roaring beast. Every heartbeat clapped like thunder and every rush of blood was like a world-ending stream.

His body was moving more and more seamlessly, not realizing the bloody mess that he was leaving Kaisa in.

"ENOUGH!" A roar cfrom the woman as she swiped out her sword several times, as though she were trying to swat away a fly.

However, that was when the aura of a Bow God erupted from Ryu's body. He could sense his grandfather's bow and the delicate, fragile ornaments dancing off the end of it. None of those ornaments added any power to the bow, but they were rather small trinkets from his and his mother's childhood.

Everywhere his Grandpa Kunan had gone, he took those trinkets with him. And even to this day, Ryu had never seen an archer with greater skill.

Suddenly, he seemed to understand why his grandfather did such a thing.

The Heart guiding the Arrow.

His grandfather had always said that the best archers were the ones that could make the enemy run into the arrow of their own volition.

He thought that he had comprehended it long ago, but it wasn't until this moment that he truly did.

What kind of pain had his grandfather gone through in his life? To have a child that he couldn't help to raise, a child whose mother used her like a tool for no other reason than to harm and hurt him… for that child to not even be a product of his own mistakes, but rather a result of his seed being forcefully taken from him.

He was robbed of his manhood, robbed of his right to be a father, and then following this, it haunted his cultivation for years, so much so that even until the end, he could never take that final step to beca Sky God even though he was so very close.

What kind of frustration was that? And how much heart did it take to continue putting one foot after the other?

At that moment, Ryu's body and his Dao Heart seemed to be connected as one. He no longer thought or had to analyze. Or rather, it felt like his Internal Matrix was now working on a different sort of fuel.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The fist shadows in the air vanished and only three were left. In that instant, he tore a hole through Kaisa's shoulder, then through her chest, and then took off a fourth of her head despite her desperate attempts.

He didn't even take a step forward. His fist shadows were guided like arrows through the skies, slipping through her defenses and erupting onto her body.

Guided by his heart, nothing could stop them.

At that moment, there was a rush from the side of the Fiends and several of them rose into the air, bearing down on Ryu.

"COME!" Ryu roared, his white hair dancing in the wind as though it had becits own river.

His battle stance changed as he was surrounded. Rather than just fists, his entire body beca weapon.

He parried a rod with his forearm and then slid it down its shaft, shattering the head of a Fiend with an elbow.

He blocked a second attack with a knee, rotating his hip out with such force that it was blasted to the side. He followed up with a finger that seemed to sparkle with the silvery light of a descending star, the aura of a Sword God rupturing the attack's cheat and shattering them into pieces.

He walked across the battlefield like a God of War, his thumping heart sounding like thundering War Drums.