Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

Chapter 2231  Open

Ryu took a breath and exhaled, his body thrumming with dense might. There was a flash, and in the blink of an eye, he was covered in white scales, a pair of wings unfurling from his back.
He was small, especially compared to the large and looming expanse of Existence, and yet, for some reason, those wings felt as though they blotted out the skies.
The world fell into silence for a moment, and then Ryu reached out a clawed hand.
The skies thrummed and a bolt of royal blue lightning descended as thick as a mountain. But by the time it landed in Ryu's palm, it had become a needle with two pointed edges, the thickness and length of a spear or javelin.
Ryu spun it in his hand with a twist of his wrist, sparks of lightning spontaneously cracking along the depths of space and time until it came to a snapping halt.
It was only a single snatch at the air, and yet…
BANG!
The platform of rainbow clouds shattered, the bounds of laws and reality threatening to collapse.
Ryu pulled his arm back, his face deathly still and entirely expressionless. Until now, not a single soul had moved as though they knew it was futile. Or… maybe they were just waiting for judgment to descend.
With a flex of his torso, Ryu's arm suddenly accelerated forward. It left nothing more than a blur in the air, a booming air current exploding out in a ring of destruction as his hand released.
BOOM!
Young Master Bright couldn't even react as his chest was pierced through, his body being pinned into the once impenetrable platform of rainbow clouds.
He coughed up a mouthful of blood, his eyes wide.
"I would turn you into a puppet, but I'd rather transplant your eyes into someone less annoying. Scram."
BANG!
The young Deva was shattered to pieces, his wings and eyes fluttering to the ground as though indestructible. And yet, everyone knew that the real reason was that Ryu's control was simply immaculate. It had reached a level where it seemed to warp Fate itself.
Ryu snapped a finger and Bright's eyes were brought to him, the several pairs of golden wings deconstructing into complex runes before fusing into Ryu's own.
Exhaling a breath, Ryu only seemed to take a short, few-second break before raising his hand. His actions seemed almost lazy, but in an instant, Young Master Shade was wrapped up by several chains, locked in place and entirely unable to move.
"You're interesting enough."
With a flash, the young Demon lord was stripped of his autonomy, his body warped into Ryu's Inner World.
"Now. Which of you is next? Are you going to stand there and decide amongst yourselves? Or are you going to come together?"
There was a flash of malevolence in Ryu's eyes as he looked toward Iam and Silent Quibus.
"Nothing to say? In that case, I'll come to you."
BANG!
The region Ryu stood in exploded, his silver eyes leaving streaks in the air as he suddenly appeared before Iam. There was something particularly devilish about his approach as he clawed an open palm toward the Ruin Master's face.
Iam tried to dodge, expertly using his Control to counter Ryu and find a path to slip away.
It was worthless.
Ryu's palm slammed into Iam's nose, his claws driving into his hair and the top of his scale. Driving down, Ryu slammed the latter's skull into the ground, feeling the cracking deviations in it as his body exploded.
Ah… he had missed this feeling. The feeling of a powerful body, of the fluidity of motion… of his Bone Structures.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Three echoes came from his Nine Revolution Skybreaker, a vicious light and desire for combat filling his eyes.
Suddenly, Ryu vanished, a streak of black passing right through where he had just stood.
"And you…"
Ryu drove a fist into Silent Quibus' gut. He had wanted nothing more than to drive through it in a single bound, but he knocked him into the air instead.
With a flash, he appeared high above the floundering Faerie, driving a heel down in a devastating ax kick to the back of his skull.
The Faerie didn't even have a chance to hit the ground before Ryu appeared to his side, kneeing him to the side of the head.
Each blow seemed more devastating and lethal than the last, but anyone with high enough cultivation would know that Ryu was simply humiliating them on purpose.
Against opponents of this caliber, even in this state, he couldn't gather up the amount of energy he would need quickly enough to execute it before they could react.
But what he could do was attack too fast, too unexpectedly, and too unpredictably for them to save any semblance of face.
Ryu landed on the ground lightly, his wings unfurled to radiate out sharp streams of air that had them rolling along the ground.
"If you insist on thinking that you can get out of this without sacrificing a great deal, I can save you some time and help you accelerate to the only logical conclusion.
"Bring out what you have now, or else you'll lose your head just like all the others before I've had my fun."
A wild grin spread across Ryu's face, veins of black running out from the corners of his eyes as a darkness slowly enveloped the white of his pupils.
He reached out one hand as the black tar flames appeared once more, forming a great swordstaff of dense dark energies.
Reaching out his other, cotton-like white flames solidified into a blade of pure and delicate white.
He extended out his hands and pointed the tips of the two blades toward the rolling figures in the distance.
His momentum began to climb, reaching towering levels.
"Since you don't seem to take me seriously, I'll show you just how big the gap is. There is no one left in this world my blades won't work against.
"[Heaven's Gate]."

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