Grand Ancestral Bloodlines
chapter-1944

Ryu raised an eyebrow. "I can only let you in if you promise not to conquer the Holy World."

Ryu would have yawned if he had it in him. Unfortunately, he was feeling particularly good right now, and he was neither a person who would fake his reactions nor mince his words. "That's exactly what I plan to do."

Plucking Star's expression flickered for the first time, and Star River looked like she was going to lose her mind. But before she could speak, Ryu spoke first. "Are you a Dao God or not?" The playfulness in Ryu's expression changed, replaced by an almost cold indifference. Right now, he didn't have the patience to waste here while these people were dragging their feet.

"What's that supposed to mean?!" Star River almost snapped, but seemingly feeling the implication of Ryu's words, she still managed to control herself. "I've read the records on your war in the library. The death of our own Dao Gods is the first in millennia, and you've yet to get any sort of revenge. If not for me, the plan of the Fiends would have succeeded, and you all would have lost on two fronts."

"Yet, instead of focusing on getting those losses back, you're sitting here and speaking to me about not rocking the boat. Do you not find it pathetic?" Ryu was about to speak again, but he stopped himself. He was about to say something about what he would do if he was a Dao God, but the words would have sounded weak.

He realized that he had lost control of his emotions again, but he meant every single word nonetheless. "Who do you think you're speaking to like that?!" Star River's temper flared, and she finally showed some of the edge of a Dao God. "You're asking me for help and yet instead of showing the posture of someone who needs something, you're actually being so arrogant?!"

To Star River's surprise, Ryu didn't react to this at all. She would have thought that he was ignoring her or didn't hear her at all if it wasn't for the fact she was staring her dead in the eye.

For some reason, Star River found herself getting very uncomfortable with the silence, the gentle sway of her and Plucking Star's tea being the only sound in the room.

"Is that what you think?" Ryu finally spoke. He nodded once and then turned around to leave. Star River's eyes opened wide. This was the last sort of response she expected. She thought about going after Ryu, but then she snorted.

She was a Dao God. Why would she go after a little Transcended throwing a tantrum?

However, minutes later, she furiously rose to her seat, the tea table almost flying into the distance. If not for Plucking Star calmly using her qi to stabilize it, it would have already shattered to pieces.

Star River vanished in the next instant and Plucking Star slowly put her tea cup down, looking up with a curious light in her eye.

Ryu struck out with a palm and a disciple fell from the skies in heaps of blood. He coughed up mouthful after mouthful of the precious liquid, hacking and wheezing as though every bone in his body had been shattered apart.

The disciple, though, couldn't seem to feel the pain. Or rather, it was overwhelmed by despair instead. He clenched his chest, feeling as though he had lost a part of himself.

"Next." Ryu said coldly.

"YOU BASTARD!" Saagar roared out from a distance, zooming over with a shocking speed. His Omniscient Sky God aura blazed with light, and he cut toward Ryu with everything he could muster.

He had wanted to kick Ryu down a peg for a long while now, but after the Throne challenge, especially after seeing Ryu's strength, he simply couldn't find an opportunity to do so.

Now seeing all the disciples laying in a mangled heap, his fury rose to his head.

A golden halberd appeared in his hands and all the metallic energy of the world seemed to sing. Golden tattoos stretched across his brown skin and it made him look like a true deity.

However, Ryu just stood there, standing in the skies as though it was flat ground. His robes hardly rustled, his feet remaining firmly planted.

Saagar roared, slashing down with his full might.

Ryu reached out a hand as though he was about to greet a friend with a handshake rather than entering battle.

BOOM!

Ryu's hand and the halberd's blade met. A resounding clash echoed into the distance and strong winds cut into the ground. Soon, the sound of metal grating against metal echoed, but Saagar couldn't move forward even a single inch.

Light gathered on Ryu's fingertips and rainbow light surged within his veins.

He squeezed down.

CRACK.

The blade fragmented and then shattered completely, the pieces that fell into Ryu's palm being ground to dust.

Ryu's eyes flashed and the world turned a blinding white. He took a single step forward and pressed down a palm to Saagar's chest.

BOOM!

Saagar was known for his metal control. His body was far stronger than most

other Faeries. In fact, it was stronger than even most beasts and Fiends.

Every disciple of the Rebirthing Cultus Sect, while they might not be the highest echelon of genius, was still a genius among geniuses. They were just slightly lacking in comparison to the absolute best of the Fey because they were technically an inferior Race by comparison.

However, Ryu, despite being a cultivation Realm beneath him, gave him the most casual loss of his lifetime… treating his absolute defenses as though they were nothing more than paper.

Saagar's chest exploded in a rain of sharp skin, golden blood, and dense globules of blood.

He plummeted from the skies in a meteoric heap and then he sensed the same thing all the others had… an emptiness.

He had been kicked out of the Sect? How?