GRAND ANCESTRAL BLOODLINES

Ryu’s grin seemed brighter than even the Heavenly Court doors above. He didn’t even bother to glance at the very same young man that stepped out once again; he didn’t even turn to say goodbye to the Roc Prince at all…

Because he was quite sure that he wouldn’t have to.

The call of a bird filled the skies.

It didn’t feel like it appeared. Instead, it felt like the noise had always been there and they were only just made aware of it.

The skies shuddered and the Title Stele seemed to dim.

A pair of silver wings that encompassed the skies themselves flew overhead.

It was the very essence of speed.

It was said that the Roc was the fastest creature in all of existence. There were probably many who were against such a thing, many who believed that their speed was greater, superior.

But when laying one’s eyes on a real Roc, it was impossible to feel any other way.

This wasn’t just speed, it was pace incarnate. There was no spatial manipulation, no warping of time, and yet they naturally melded themselves around a single flap of those mighty wings.

A head the size of a world peered down, looming larger than even the doors themselves.

“Who told you that you could come to claim my son?” The voice was quite gentle. It didn’t carry the moment of an Ancestor at all.

It was composed, calm, unassuming even. But it carried an underlying firmness that laid the foundation of not a beast, but a man supremely confident in his abilities.

The young man who stepped out from the Heavenly Court Doors trembled violently. There was a faint mark on his cheek, one that was hardly discernible and almost looked like the fading edges of a shallow paper cut.

However, Ryu sensed the aura of that cut without even turning around.

His grin widened, but once again, he didn’t say a single word. Even now, he had still yet to look at the Ancestor Roc that had appeared.

Maybe the only two who understood why were the two of them.

If Ryu looked now, he would certainly have to go and fight. And if he went to fight that behemoth in the skies, wouldn’t he lose? How embarrassing would that be?

Absolutely ridiculous. He refused to see Little Rock again until they could stand toe to toe like they had on that mountain of obsidian the first day they met.

Little Rock understood this more intimately than anyone else. If not for the fact his son was about to be taken away, he would have never come here in the first place.

If there was someone he respected in this world, it was Ryu… if there was any other choice, he would never put him in such a compromising position.

But this Heavenly Court… just had to test his bottom line.

“I… I…”

An old man stepped out from the Heavenly Court Doors.

“Roc Emperor. You know the rules. Step aside,” the old man said coldly.

Ryu recognized the voice as well. He was the very same man who had appeared back then as well, the man forced to appear by Ailsa, Eska and Isemeine.

He had never bothered to learn their names; he had no need of it. As for the young man, he cared even less. What need was there of it, he didn’t fear him or respect him.

The last time a young man stepped out from their gates, Ryu had crushed him just the same.

Well, that was a projection with limited abilities. But why mind the finer details so much?

“I didn’t come here to negotiate with you,” Little Rock said just as softly.

At some unknown time, his son was already on his enormous back, having fallen into a deep slumber. The Roc Prince had returned to his true form. Yet, as large as he was, he was barely a dot on his father’s back.

It was hard to fathom just how Little Rock had grown so large, or even why.

Ryu couldn’t help but be curious, and the fact he couldn’t figure it out in a short time only made him all the more interested in the answer.

Nemesis was the perfect example. The Sin Talent Adept Body was the reason why what should have otherwise been a pitiful low-tier beast had earned itself such shocking potential.

Concentrating its power into a small body had made it shockingly powerful.

Why Little Rock would choose to grow so large in size to the point that he dwarfed worlds… well, Ryu didn’t know.

But what was clear was that it didn’t hamper his strength at all. At the very least, it didn’t seem to.

He had appeared with a single flap of his wings, and something told Ryu that even though Little Rock had been several worlds away… that single flap they had all seen was the very same flap he started in his world.

In fact, something even more sure told Ryu that Little Rock hadn’t been planning on coming at all until the Heavenly Court appeared… which meant that he hadn’t even been in a position to move initially.

This was all to say that despite his shocking size, Little Rock had come from worlds away to appear here in an instant and with nothing more than a single flap of his wings…

Just what level of speed was this?

Even Ryu felt his heart trembling. Now, he knew he definitely couldn’t look back. If he got his ass kicked by his brother, he wouldn’t even be able to raise his head anymore.

At the very least, when it was Ianjor he could play it off because he was a shameless bastard. But Little Rock was too calm and too controlled. He probably wouldn’t even understand the jokes Ryu made about it.

No, no. That definitely couldn’t be allowed. He would stick to taunting these so-called geniuses.

“Are you challenging the Heavenly Court, Roc Emperor…?” the old man asked slowly.

BANG!

The old man exploded into a rain of blood. The bolt of lightning, if that was what it was at all, was so fast it couldn’t even be registered. The only reason Ryu felt that it was lightning could only be due to the density of Lightning Qi in the air afterward.

Little Rock didn’t even bother to argue. After the old man spoke again, he simply killed him.

The Heavenly Court Doors trembled and something seemed to be coming, but Little Rock only calmly looked down toward Ryu’s back.

Neither said a word as Little Rock turned back. Given his size, it should have been a laborsome issue, something that took maybe years to complete as though the orbit of a planet around a sun.

And yet, Little Rock’s movement felt both measured and shockingly fast.

When he faced the direction he wanted, his wings rose. There wasn’t even the slightest wind as he flapped downward.

There was a shuddering ripple of qi in the air, but it passed through all those present without causing the slightest hint of damage.

And then, in one instant, Little Rock was there…

And in the next he was gone.

Ryu finally allowed himself to look back up to the skies. He couldn’t help but wonder what Little Rock had experienced. It seemed odd that he didn’t choose to help Ailsa out of her trouble despite wielding such strength. The only explanation should be that he was occupied by something as well.

But…

What situation could tie down the fastest cultivator in existence for so long?

Ryu’s gaze flickered. It seemed that he would have to start getting stronger for reasons other than his own vanity.

Honestly speaking, even after Sarriel spoke to him about the Phoenix Sky God matters, his thought process hadn’t changed much. He wanted to defeat them for his own ego, to truly stand atop the world.

Well, there was obviously his promise to his wife as well, destroying the Ruin Master Guild and dealing with the Heavenly Court and all, but those matters were also somewhat routine to him.

This felt… different, though. But not necessarily disconnected from these matters he was already aware of.

Ryu watched as the Heavenly Court Doors shuddered. The young man who had come out from it seemed to have lost his soul. But then his head suddenly snapped toward the door.

Realizing something, the young man shot toward it, barely slipping inside as the shuddering doors slammed close.

Then, the doors vanished.

‘… It… ran?’

Ryu frowned. Was Little Rock truly that powerful? What was he missing here?

‘Yaana… where are you…?’

Ryu suddenly thought, looking toward the doors.

There was Little Rock… There was Ailsa… two of maybe the strongest cultivators across Existence, and yet they still couldn’t find her.

Something was going on here, and Ryu didn’t believe that it was that Yaana had been lost to time. If that was the case, the two would have long figured that out, and he would be able to sense the truth from their minds.

If the Heavenly Courts had not one, but two of his wives, there would be more than just hell to pay.

A slit on Ryu’s forehead wiggled just the slightest bit before returning to a thin golden line.

He would go through the stream of time and wipe out their entire lineage, bathing them in blood.

The Title Stele trembled and the battlefield changed once more as the Godblade Title had finally been claimed.

Ryu, still feeling the stoking flames of fury, knew it was coming.

The final run.

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