Grand Ancestral Bloodlines-Chapter 1648 Let Alone

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The three were taken aback. Ryu had appeared out of nowhere and they hadn't even sensed it. How was that even possible?

"Space Soul Nature!" The feather and scale robed woman called out in shock.

The number of those that could step into and out of the void on the Ninth Heaven, while also being below the Dao Lord Realm, would not exceed two dozen. In fact, the young woman felt that even this didn't quite do the shock of this matter justice.

The spatial affinity it took to do this was so impossible to put into words for her that she didn't even register that Ryu was just a False Sky God for several seconds...

And it also didn't help that Ryu didn't bother to speak nonsense.

He could have killed them in the shadows. They probably wouldn't have even known what happened. But he felt that such a death for these people would be far too easy.

Even on the Ninth Heaven, the world needed to know that the women of Ryu Tatsuya weren't people that could be casually touched. And if you did...

You had to be ready for the consequences.

Ryu's fist landed on the woman's chest, a rumbling might causing the skies to tremble.

"You-"

BANG!

The woman felt as though all the air in her body had been unceremoniously pulled out. She could feel every moment of her ribcage uncomfortable deforming and almost snapping beneath the pressure. Just a few extra hundred pounds of force and it would have happened, an increment that was infinitesimally small in the eyes of experts of their caliber.

She hacked up a lung full of air and shot backward, slamming against a tree.

Ryu frowned, not liking the result in the slightest. He had wanted to blast a hole right through that woman's chest. For experts like this, that would mostly be a non-fatal wound anyway. At the very least, she would be able to survive a long while in that state.

He could tell that this woman was the beast tamer controlling the wyrms. Her body was frail as she didn't practice any Body Realm cultivation methods, and Ryu's own body was exceptionally powerful.

And yet she had managed to tank the blow.

'Fine,' he thought coldly.

The air shifted and a twin pair of gold and dark gold trigram diagrams appeared in his irises.

The aura of a Founding Dao fell like a meteor from the skies. The clouds stopped moving and the day seemed to darken.

Ryu's stance shifted and the fluttering silver and dark silver runes around him multiplied before a large Domain took shape.

His self-created martial arts exploded forth and a twin trigram diagrams that spanned just over ten meters appeared. One rotated counter clockwise and hovered above his head. The other rotated clockwise and was beneath his feet.

SHIIING!

The sound of echoing weapons filled the space, and yet Ryu didn't take out any weapons at all.

His body alone was his weapon.

"Stop!"

The two young men seemed to recover for a moment before the waves of shock came one after another.

Was that a Founding Dao? Who the hell had they just offended?

However, when they realized that Ryu didn't have the aura of a Martial God, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and press. He was ultimately just a False Sky God, he shouldn't be able to bridge the gap to their standing even if they were only the Dregs of the Martial Gods.

Plus...

Their Daos exploded forth and both exuded the air of Lower Hegemonic Daos. They rushed forward, planning to capture Ryu. Even the Omniscient Elder from earlier wouldn't have attempted to kill Ryu if she knew he had a Founding Dao, let alone these two.

The two of them took out spears, their strengths amplifying. One of them seemed capable of layering the air and increasing resistance. The other was almost the opposite, controlling fluidity and making his spear look as though it had no tangible form at all.

And yet Ryu's eyes saw through it all.

He stood almost relaxed in his battle stance before he suddenly took an explosive step forward.

His wrist flickered and almost seemed to wrap around the shaft of the intangible spear. At the same time, he threw a punch that caused the air to clap like thunder.

The punch shuttled through the void and smashed against the face of the air solidity controlling warrior, while his flickering wrist slapped down, sending the intangible spear piercing into the ground.

Blood and teeth flew from one as the other stumbled forward, losing their balance.

Ryu took another step forward, black-red flames erupting from him as he pierced a claw into the intangible spear wielding young man. It was just one mistake, one stumble, and yet he had lost his life for it in an instant. freewe bnovel .com

His companion felt his head spinning. That one punch of Ryu's had almost taken his head clean off, he could even feel micro-fractures forming in his neck.

Ryu realized at that moment that these two were nowhere near the same level as the first young woman, but he also didn't give a damn.

He grabbed the rigid spear of the young man while he was flailing and pulled him forward.

The young man couldn't even react as he was sent head-first into Ryu's elbow, his entire face bending into a u-shape as his skull deformed.

He too fell to the ground.

Dead.

Rage Flames danced across Ryu's fingers and into his hair. As he walked toward the young woman who had finally managed to gather herself, he looked like a demon who had just stepped out from the abyss.

The young woman coughed and wiped away the last bits of saliva from her pink lips with a forearm. She too could feel the Founding Dao, and it shocked her to an absolute extreme.

Just who was this?

However, shock was one thing, fear was another.

She sneered. "You can kill the Dregs of the Martial Gods, but can you kill me? Do you even understand the weight of offending a disciple of the Beast Mimicry Sect?"

Ryu didn't care to ask why a disciple of this Sect was partaking in an event like this one. He didn't give a damn.

"Let alone offend you... I'm going to enjoy killing you."

Horns grew from Ryu's head, scales grew along his body and claws curled from his nails, glistening beneath the sun.