Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

Ryu seemed to forget about the world, entering an unprecedented state of focus.

Usually, he wouldn't want to rely on external items to supplement his battle strength. He felt that if he did so, the moment he lost them, he would end up in an untenable situation where his strength would plummet and his life would be in danger.

But the truth of it was that this thought process was too inflexible. What good was not relying on external items if your strength wasn't going to get to the point naturally any time soon?

If he ran into an enemy that could take these "external" items from him, or even destroy them, then without them he would be even more screwed...

Not to mention the fact that these were not normal external items.

It had taken him too long to realize this, but his alchemy, his formation mastery, his blacksmithing... all of these things were part of his strength.

They were as much a part of him as his cultivation was. In fact, not using them was like snubbing his nose at a large part of what made his eyes so special.

Unlike others who would have to rely on external items created by others... he was Ryu Tatsuya. Even his so-called external items would be forged by his own hand!

Ryu's eyes flashed and he suddenly slapped his palms.

At that moment, the two False Shrines vanished, appearing in two different nodes across millions of miles. If one looked at the scene from above, it would look as though they had become the centerpieces of a large, swirling array of yin and yang.

While Lu'card was panicking about the Fiends sensing them, the reality was that Ryu was messing with him. He had prepared more than well enough. If the Fiends could sense this, he would cut his own head off and hand it right to them.

He wasn't even in the Omniscient Sky God Realm, and simply put... Ryu didn't believe that he was very far from the pinnacle of crafting.

When he had this sort of preparation time, and the help of a Dao God no less, there was simply no one, in this world at least, that could possibly see through his plans.

Ryu's pressed palms trembled and his veins became more and more obvious.

Bloodmancy.

Ryu hadn't forgotten about it. In fact, this unique profession his second master guided him in actually was a large part of why he succeeded in creating his Body Realm Cultivation Method so quickly.

And it would also be the secret to how he finally dealt with his Bloodlines.

Ryu seemed to have put a lot of effort into his body, yet the changes to his actual Blood were minimal... or so it seemed.

The foundation of Body Realm Cultivation was Vital Qi, which was just a fancy way of saying vitality that found its roots in the blood.

The problem was that while Ryu had completed the cultivation method, he wasn't yet strong enough to force the result he wanted.

Ryu's main problem in the past was that he had too many talents, too many techniques, too many paths to follow. In fact, it only became worse when he realized that these talents were actually

combating and fighting against one another.

Creating a Body Realm Cultivation Method that relied on the power of his Spiritual Foundation wasn't a bad step toward fixing that, but it wasn't nearly enough.

The reality was that his Body Realm Cultivation Method didn't just rely on his Spiritual Foundation... it also relied on his Inner World, which was quickly forming and forging its own Fate.

One of these days, his Bloodlines would be truly free to act as he wanted them, not how their Fate dictated that they should act. And actually, they had already made large strides to doing exactly that...

And these Great Swordstaffs would be another shortcut to doing this.

BOOM!

The explosion was so profound that it echoed across the entire Beast Domain. It could be heard for many miles even beyond that, shaking the very foundation of the Real Plane as though the Gods were punishing them from below.

The skies overturned as two pillars pierced upward.

Within the center of these pillars, the False Shrines seemed to begin to shake into pieces, being refined again and again until they were nothing but dust particles, and then refined again until they were nothing more than the essence of energy.

At the same time, the landscape of the Beast Domain began to crack as though along the lines of folded paper.

The destruction should have been widespread and uncontrolled, and yet the cracks and fissures almost looked as though a God had carved them with the delicate stroke of a knife.

These fissures raced across the landscape and met at controlled points before pools of energy began to gather along with them.

From the side, Hope was watching with flickering eyes. She had helped with most of this, so she understood it more intimately than most other than Ryu himself. However, seeing the actual result, she couldn't help but still feel shock.

There were details popping up time and time again that she felt that she had missed earlier.

Her gaze locked onto Ryu, her heart palpitating. She was a woman who had wanted to make Ryu her Dao Companion purely because of his skill in alchemy the very first time they met. It was safe to say that she really liked men with this sort of talent.

But this...

Hope bit her lip and forced herself to look away. If she didn't, she couldn't promise that she wouldn't pounce on Ryu at such a crucial time.

And a crucial time it was, because it was then that the motes of energy the False Shrines became poured into the cracks and fissures they had created.

The earth rumbled and mountains collapsed.

The pillars of light reversed, and dark and light sides swapped.

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