Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

Chapter 2094 Dim

Ryu chuckled lightly. "... Too arrogant."

BOOM!

A pair of twin crossed blades met in the air, one side a pair of sabers, and the other a pair of great swordstaffs.

The arms of the Aspirant shook as a thunderous echo suddenly boomed through the skies.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

A layer of three Skybreaker Revolutions shook the Aspirant and sent it taking a heavy step backward.

Ryu lowered his blades, facing off against the Aspirant calmly. He didn't seem to be in much of a rush to finish off the battle at all. That was because he knew what was coming next. And because...

He took his eyes off of the Aspirant again, looking toward the three remaining Legions. As expected, they had charged the three Sovereigns.

On one side, Old Wan was pretending to struggle. Ryu couldn't really understand why he was still bothering to act at this juncture, but it seemed that scheming was in the very depths of this man's bones.

Then there was Black Worm and Chaotic Space.

Ryu could see instantly that they would struggle.

Of course, Ryu's definition of struggle was pretty cutthroat. They were still weaving through the army with decent efficiency, but there were still clearly some times where they didn't deal with a situation cleanly, or they were forced to expend excess energy in order to maintain a facade of calmness.

They didn't want others to see through their weakness and take advantage. A part of them probably even felt that Ryu had just expended way too much energy just now...

Well, only the fools would assume such a thing. After all, why would someone with Chaotic Silk Meridians need to worry about energy expenditure? Did they think that this Chaos Qi was just for show?

CHI! CHI! CHI!

Ryu casually raised his blade to block a strike from the Aspirant, and an echo of three defensive maneuvers shot out once more.

He used his Nine Revolution Skybreaker Bone Structure almost carelessly, and it made this Aspirant look like nothing more than a fool.

The Aspirant stumbled back, its body shuddering. After just two exchanges of strikes,

its blade was already chipped in several locations.

'I guess that maybe... I should focus.

Ryu hadn't become arrogant after this battle. In fact, while it looked like he was just joking around, he had a very specific purpose for all of this.

First, he was gathering Fate. Such an unprecedented Tribulation was bound to shake the world. He was sure that there were already several figures tuning in. The strongest of the Ninth Heaven undoubtedly were.

But compared to his other goals... this was tiny and insignificant.

Ryu took a step forward and pressed down on the Aspirant, sending it flying away.

His eyes flashed as he tried to focus.

He needed a path to victory, and he knew that this wouldn't be enough. At this rate, he likely wouldn't even survive the Second Revolution.

A Third Revolution Wrath Tribulation would obviously have Three Revolutions to it. The fact that Ryu wouldn't even survive the second despite the first being so easy to him went to show just what the jump of difficulty would be.

And that was because Ryu had already seen through everything.

Once he cleared this Legion... 9999 more Heavenly Warriors would appear. But this time...

They would all be Aspirants.

Every single one of them.

Ryu could easily defeat one, but how could he defeat thousands? It would be impossible, especially when they combined their strengths through their formation. And then, as though that wasn't bad enough, a Knight would appear afterward...

If he managed to make it through this, the pattern then became obvious. He would then need to defeat 9999 Knights, all before he even laid eyes on a Vanguard, an existence with a strength that even Ailsa couldn't properly define. Oh... and he would need to somehow do this four times over. There was no way these. fools would survive that long. He doubted even Old Wan would be able to.

That left. Ryu in an awkward position where he blitzed through the first Revolution but knew that surviving the next was basically impossible.

There was only one path to survival for Ryu... and that was raising his Dao to the level he desired it to be at.

However, doing that was much easier said than done. If he could have done it already, he would have.

But he felt like he was missing something.

His great swordstaff clashed against the Aspirant's saber and reflected it again, and then again.

His eyes focused on every shift, every moment, every flow of energy.

At the same time, his [Third Perspective] was honing in on the other battles around him.

Those down below couldn't understand what Ryu was doing. It was clear that he was crushing the Aspirant, so why hadn't he killed it already? It seemed like he was wasting energy for no reason at all.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

'Chosen... why can't I see through what that means... even now?"

Ryu's eyes glazed over as he began to restrain his power. From using three echoes, he reduced it to two, and then just one.

The moment Ryu stopped using his Nine Revolution Skybreaker Bone Structure, he and the Aspirant seemed to have become evenly matched. But there was a sharpness and case to Ryu's movement that still made it obvious he had the upper hand. He seemed two or even three steps ahead of the Aspirant at all times.

And then Ryu just began to use a single great swordstaff.

And then he put his blades away entirely and just fought against the Aspirant with his

fists alone.

However, he was still shaking his head inwardly as wounds began to appear across his fists and forearms,

The Heavenly Court Ancestor said that he was a Chosen, and such a thing should have

a strong attachment of Fate to it. It was something that Ryu should be able to sense

even without the input of this Ancestor, but he couldn't for whatever reason.

So what was it that separated a normal genius from a Chosen? Where was the blessing

coming from?

The glow seemed to dim from Ryu's eyes entirely.