Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

Ryu looked like an absolute madman. But when your goal was to stand across from your own terrible Fate and flip the table, there was only one way to do that...

And that was precisely to be a madman.

Ryu wasn't just doing this for the sake of revenge. He was confident in his abilities to deal with Old Wan. Even if the man had a trump card hidden away in his body somewhere, it wouldn't make a difference to Ryu.

The fact of the matter was that no matter how well hidden the trump card, the moment it was activated, it would have to reveal itself. The moment that happened, Ryu would have the chance to overturn everything. He simply didn't believe that there was anything Old Wan could do to him that he would be unable to counter.

Ryu simply had too many trump cards and too much flexibility. He had seen so much of the world, and even until this day, his strongest abilities were probably that of being a Ruin Master.

Although it sounded crazy to be unbothered by something he knew existed but

couldn't find, this wasn't just unbridled arrogance on Ryu's part. The fact of the matter was, if Old Wan could have used it to kill Ryu directly, or take control of him, he would have done it already.

In addition, anything that could hide from Ryu's senses had to be particularly special. But, what "special" meant in this context was actually quite constrained.

This was almost certainly a case where Old Wan was forgoing power and potency in exchange for secrecy. However, because Ryu knew that there was something lingering in him, one of the biggest reliances of this hidden method was already destroyed before it could even take action.

The only thing he could praise Old Wan for was the latter's insight. Back then, Ryu hadn't even been a match for the weakest disciple of their Sect, and yet Old Wan, despite having him unconscious right in front of him, still decided to use such a rare, unheard of method.

However, that was the only praise he would receive from Ryu.

From here on out...

Ryu would simply do everything in his power to make this man's life a living hell.

And he didn't mind relying on three Tribulations at once to do it.

Old Wan froze as he found himself locked onto. It wasn't from Ryu, but it might as well

be.

Somehow, Ryu had redirected the Fate of the Tribulations in the surroundings to lock onto Old Wan as well.

At that moment, a fourth Tribulation triggered.

"Do you think I cannot tell that you are still a Lord? You're too selfish to take such drastic measures that would ruin your own future. So how about I ruin it for you?"

For the first time, a trace of emotion sparked in the depths of Old Wan's gaze. Rage.

Ryu could feel it form a piercing tide that nearly thrust through his heart. Anyone else would have been taken aback.

Old Wan's killing intent was so dense that it was practically an attack on the psyche, so savage and unforgiving that even the Dragon Emperor felt wholly inferior.

And yet, all Ryu did was laugh even harder. It was as though he relished in the chaos of the world. The more ruined and chaotic things were, the more satisfied he felt with the situation. ṜАΝȮ฿Е§

Old Wan's fury was like a tonic that pumped through his veins, peeling through his body and making him feel as though he was standing atop the world.

A Fourth Tribulation blended into the others and suddenly there were four men locked in the skies, imprisoned under the auras of their own Tribulations.

The Tribulation Clouds expanded to the point they covered the entire skies of the Seventh Heaven. The weak and commoners looked up in horror, fear painting their eyes as they faced off against what they thought just might be the end of the world. As for those in the skies, the only one laughing seemed to be Ryu.

At first, Black Worm and Chaotic Space felt excited. They had been pining after the Dao God Realm all their lives. But they never expected that they would be used like this.

They didn't know what Ryu's purpose was, but they were experienced enough to know when they were being used.

Worst of all, Ryu didn't even look toward them a single time as though they were nothing more than pawns to be used at his own leisure. He didn't have the posture of someone in the Omniscient Realm at all.

Down below, Jojo and Aika found themselves gripping one another's hands, while the two armies that had once been facing off had no choice but to forget any plans they might have had.

The world fell into a silence for a moment, one where the only sound that could be heard was Ryu's still echoing laughter as though he was the only one that didn't understand the gravity of the situation.

That was when the four Tribulations began to shift and change. From four separate Tribulations, there was a pulse that rippled through them all.

Two God Tribulations, a Sovereign Tribulation, and a Lord Tribulation shuddered as they were suddenly sucked into one.

In that moment, the black cumulonimbus clouds of the Tribulation clouds changed

color.

They only flashed a rainbow of light for a short while before they became a dense mass of dark gold.

As though ancient bronze, the Tribulation Clouds shimmered with this dark gold color, bearing down with a weight and heft to them that reminded Ryu of the Infinity Mist of the Ninth Heaven.

However... this Dark Gold Particle Cloud felt even heavier than that by not just a single order of magnitude, but several.

And yet, it moved with the fluidity of a cloud. Staring at it from down below, it was like watching a creature the size of a world slowly awaken from its slumber.

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