Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

The ocean stretched out beneath Ryu and Lu’card. The disgruntled spatial Dragon was completely silent, not saying a word.

None of this was a joke to Lu’card, but he had also not wanted to take a step back. Every fiber of his being wanted to win.

Was it smart of him to fight Ryu? No. But cultivation wasn’t always about being smart.

Unfortunately, the result wasn’t what he was expecting. The gap was even larger than what he expected.

But the worst part wasn’t the gap in strength, it was the fact Ryu had suffocated him in the path that he was the most confident in…

And did it with ease.

“Here,” Ryu said lightly.

Lu’card didn’t say a word as he stopped. At this point, acting defiant wouldn’t make him a strong warrior, it would make him a toddler throwing a tantrum.

In the past when he and Ryu were on relatively equal footing, that was fine. But right now, his pride wouldn’t allow even that.

He was a better man… a better Dragon than that.

Ryu didn’t say anything in response to Lu’card’s actions. Instead, he spoke out toward someone else entirely.

“Are you going to come out? Or am I going to have to force you out?”

Rolling waves spread as far as the eye could see. There wasn’t a single soul in sight, and except for the sun beaming down from above, there didn’t seem to be the presence of anything else.

“Okay,” Ryu said lightly. “We can do things that way too, I don’t mind.”

Ryu raised a hand, but before it descended, the voice came.

“If I had known you would grow so far… I would have killed you back then.”

The voice came calm, but gravelly and textured in an uncomfortable sort of way. It was almost sticky at the same time, latching onto the soul and scraping across it with its gruffness.

“There are a lot of people who had tried to kill me in the past. The only one that ever succeeded was myself. Now, I don’t want to repeat myself. Come out or die.”

The waters slowly parted and an old man that Ryu had actually never personally met appeared. This was the very same old man that was an Ancestor of one of the many Taboo Methods that Ryu had mastered.

Back when Ryu ended up stuck at the bottom of the ocean and used the opportunity to grasp Infinity Mist… this was precisely the old man that had appeared back then.

Ryu hadn’t seen him or sensed him back then. But now that he had control over Fate of Time, Ryu could easily go back through points of his life where there were odd influences or twists in his Fate.

These moments, these so-called forks in the road, were interesting things to study and understand, not just so that he had a perspective on just how lucky he had gotten many times before, but so that he could also better understand his own heart and journey forward.

To Ryu… reaching Dao God was as easy as a snap of a finger. The moment he crossed Lord, he had known that this would be the case.

Although there was a Tribulation waiting for him at every turn moving forward, there was nothing the Heavenly Court or the Heavens could send down now to threaten him. If anything, their attempts would just give him more to add to his army.

His momentum forward was too strong.

This was why Ryu had also known that the next chance they would have to force him onto another fork in the road moment would be his son’s birth.

But out of curiosity, he also went through the other forks in his life, slowly teasing them apart.

This was actually the real reason he had yet to complete his breakthrough into Sovereignty. He felt that there were more interesting things to pick out and he still had time.

The more deeply he understood his own Dao Heart, the more he could understand what had been triggered under his own power rather than that of others or luck itself, the stronger his Control would become and thus the stronger his cultivation method.

This man was one of those forks in the world. The Ancestor of the Nine Pillar Flame Sect.

Before the new changes to his body and the formation of ten Bone Structures, this method was actually something that Ryu heavily relied upon.

Unfortunately for the old man, after Ryu abandoned this method to create his own, the Fate he had been using Ryu to accumulate crumbled and his chance to take advantage slipped away.

The Unbalance Art Sect was in an even weaker position than that, because right from the beginning, Ryu stifled their attempt to take control of him.

But there was something curious about all of this. These Taboo Powers… their origins were truly an oddity.

If the True Martial World was under the control of the Martial Gods all this time, how did the Taboo Powers fit into it all?

Ryu had already figured it out when he went through this particularly fork in the road moment… he just hadn’t cared enough to take action until they decided to be stupid enough to target his family.

The Taboo Powers were obviously not Taboo at all. They were the true powerhouses of this world. Which meant that when the seal was undone and things were reverted, the True Martial World went back to its original state…

A state where the Taboo actually thrived.

The irony of it all was that the True Martial World wasn’t the true name of this world at all. This was the False Martial World, a World where the laws of cultivation were bent and twisted unnaturally.

This was the Martial God’s real play at an attempt to break through the glass ceiling they felt the Heavens had artificially placed on them.

“In the past, you ‘spared’ me. I really should just let this lapse in judgment go.”

The eyes of the old man widened. “WAIT—.”

“But I don’t think I will.”

BANG!

The head of the old man exploded to pieces.

In his last moments, his eyes had been open in shock. Wasn’t Ryu supposed to spare him now that he had appeared?

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