Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

Everyone knew that almost a hundred years ago now, there was a change. Because of Ryu, the True Martial World’s seal was undone and everyone suddenly experienced one shocking breakthrough after another.

The end result of that was many geniuses popping up one after another. But… for those of the highest echelon who had already reached the pinnacle of their cultivation, improvement was hard to come by.

Just because the world changed, didn’t mean that everything else did too.

But Lu’card sensed something odd on the way here.

Honestly speaking, he didn’t care much for Pyrothos anymore. What once had been his lifelong goal was shredded up all thanks to Ryu. Ryu didn’t even say anything, but after seeing a wider world with a taller ceiling, it seemed almost silly to just want to become the Emperor of this one piece of land.

He would much prefer to become Emperor of all Dragons.

But then that idiot Ryu went and slaughtered the Dragon Prince. Lu’card couldn’t even go and have his fun there, and the Dragon Emperor was still far too much for him, so he had decided to come here to vent a bit instead when he felt the oddity.

As for what that oddity was…

‘Taboo? They’re trying to reverse something. Put back the seal maybe? Or they’re trying to… Oh…’

Things clicked into place one after another. It was no wonder why Pyrothos was chasing after Selheira’s father.

Crystal Dragons were the Ancient Beasts of order and structure, and what Pyrothos and his cronies wanted to do was worse than just disrupting a little bit of that structure. They basically wanted to overturn the state of things, taking the potential that should have been given to the young and handing it over to themselves instead.

It was a sinister method and honestly…

“Quite pathetic,” Lu’card said indifferently.

He looked toward Pyrothos with disgust. Was this the Dragon he had spent so much of his life chasing after? What good was your Dao Heart?

Pyrothos looked up, his eyes narrowing. His maw opened, lines of striking red-gold running through the gaps in his scales as fire accumulated.

Lu’card didn’t even move.

BANG!

An explosion sounded as Pyrothos released the ball of fire… only for his head to explode.

A barely perceptible flicker reflected in the air.

“Weak,” Lu’card scoffed.

The roar of a dragon echoed.

“Oh. You’re still alive. Dragon Soul? Interesting.”

Lu’card was about to act when a half-naked Ryu suddenly appeared. His hair was a mess and he smelled of women.

A look of disdain colored the silver Dragon’s face, but his words were caught in his throat.

Ryu looked absolutely pissed.

“Who the fuck do you think you are?”

A Dragon Soul manifested in the air. It was a natural Talent that Ryu hadn’t considered or seen in much depth. That was because it wasn’t very strong in most Dragons.

The Dragon Soul was actually connected to the reverse scale of the Dragon and had little to do with their actual soul. After all, beasts didn’t have souls in the natural sense. But it functioned quite similarly to a soul nonetheless, thus the name.

However, because of this, it was also very vulnerable. Cultivating only made the reverse scale all the more vulnerable to attack. But…

Pyrothos had clearly taken a very unique path—as expected of someone who had grown himself into such a legend.

The Undefeated looked like a brute whose strength was entirely concentrated into his body, when in reality this was nothing more than a fraction of his strength. He had concentrated over 90% of it into his Reverse Scale, tempering it with his blood and refining his Bloodline.

Now, he just needed a single push to ascend to a completely new level.

This power, he was just ready to release it when Ryu appeared, grabbing out at the air with a hand. All of a sudden, all the control over space Lu’card had was overturned.

Ryu ripped his arm back and Pyrothos was ripped from his Reverse Scale, the illusory body of a beast so large it blotted out the skies appearing.

And yet, Ryu only raised his arm and then smashed down.

BOOM!

BOOM!

BOOM!

Pyrothos’ roars were suffocated into a silence, the remains of his soul being treated like a rag doll.

Ryu had only been spending time with his wives when he felt that something was wrong. A strand of Selheira’s Karmic Strings had turned black.

Even without paying much attention, Ryu picked out on it in an instant and crossed an impossible distance to get here as quickly as possible.

He didn’t even register Lu’card’s appearance, nor did he care that the latter was practically locked in place under his aura.

The gap between them had opened up so large that Ryu didn’t even care to take him as a mount any longer.

Despite the situation, Lu’card could feel the disregard. It infuriated him. And yet, he was completely calm, the sneer of disdain on his face vanishing as he watched Ryu turn a Dao God with a legend that towered into the skies into a ragdoll.

Every smash came without word of profanity, crushing the pride that Pyrothos had once held so dear to pieces.

Ryu was truly livid. Even the true Dragon Emperor wouldn’t dare casually target his women’s family like this anymore. Who the fuck was Pyrothos to do so? He didn’t even realize he was an ant at the bottom of the True Martial World totem pole, but he wanted to piss him off.

BOOM!

Pyrothos’ Dragon Soul teetered on the edge of destruction, filled with so many cracks and crevices that a single strong gust of wind could shatter him to pieces.

Ryu raised him up again before stopping. If he smashed down one more time, Pyrothos would certainly die. But that was too easy a death for him.

With a glance, Ryu’s eyes landed on Veridia and he waved a hand.

SHUUU!

The Dragon Soul pierced into his mother-in-law’s Reverse Scale.

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