Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

Aika's eyes widened. "RYU!"

Her voice was filled with both fury and agitation. This was the absolute worst possible outcome; she couldn't imagine what Ryu thought he was doing here.

Ryu turned a deaf ear to it. It was cute, but honestly, he didn't have the patience for it right now. His eyes were flashing like lightning as he oversaw the battlefield.

In the skies, Aika was locked in battle with Sovereign Black Worm, but he had seen for himself the gap between Aika and Black Worm's strength, especially after the change to the Radiant Star Sect's Faith.

The only reason Black Worm was able to keep up was because of...

Ryu's eyes landed on the armies. There were five of them, each one formed of billions of troops. Together, they formed dozens of phantom warriors that pooled their strengths together, sending them into the skies to face off against the true behemoths.

Every time one of these phantom warriors fell, millions below would lose a shroud of protection and fall beneath the might of the aftershocks. The only reason Ryu himself hadn't suffered such a Fate was because he was in the Void currently and using his eyes to stay out of the way of shockwaves that could crumble the nodes he was using.

Old Wan and Samson were in a three v two situation, fighting against Dao Lords of the Azure Lightning, Stalwart Sun, and Raging Inferno Sects.

Although he knew it was a three v two battle, sometimes it would seem to be six v two, sometimes a three v four.

Different incarnations of them flashed one after another, their souls splitting to launch dual and even tri-layered attacks that seemed to distort the mind.

Ryu didn't really know what it was, but it seemed to be an ability they all had so it couldn't be a technique, most likely. Then he remembered that Radiant Star said he didn't really understand each Sky God Realm like he should and he threw it to the back of his mind.

Right now wasn't the time for that.

His gaze descended onto a distant and very dormant, ancient platform. It was thick and just with his eyes alone Ryu could tell that rather than being a platform, it was a pillar, one that sunk deep into the earth for countless kilometers.

And yet, on the surface it just looked like a disk with ancient engravings pressed into it. It looked rusted and unused, but it somehow had some character as well...

Especially with the spatial tears that danced through it.

Ryu didn't move toward the gateway immediately. Laying eyes on it was one thing, figuring out how to destroy it was something entirely different.

Disregarding the fact that it reached dozens of kilometers into the earth, even if it was just the disk he saw before him now, he wouldn't even know where to start.

The metals it was formed of were of the Lord Level at worst, and since it hardly shook beneath the devastating battle going on around it, even if Ryu was a Dao Sovereign destroying this thing would take a great deal of effort on his part.

There had to be another way.

Ryu's mind churned. By this point, Aika had called out to him several times but he had completely ignored it. She tried to wave a hand to send him away, but Black Worm was clearly stopping that as well. It was only a matter of time before one of those avatars, or even just one of the countless army men and women below, was sent after him.

There wasn't a single person on this battlefield that wasn't at least a Perfect Sky God, he was clearly out of his depth.

Ryu's eyes suddenly flashed and he slammed his palms together, unleashing a roar that was immediately drowned out by the commotion. In this kind of place, even if he unleashed Dragon's Roar, it would be swallowed up and spit out even if he ran his throat ragged.

Formation Core Visualizations began to form around him and in that moment, a small form of Sightless Eyes.

His eyes widened as large amounts of volatile qi began to swoop in from all directions. Sightless Eyes was stronger the more violent the upsurges around it were, but that didn't mean it didn't have a limit.

At the same time, using a Taboo Formation on such a large scale while the presence of so many experts was yet another huge no-no.

And yet, Ryu threw all of this to the back of his mind, his veins bulging as he focused on controlling this huge influx of qi.

His Dao Vessel appeared high in the skies, his mind reaching an enlightened state of focus.

The moment the formation took shape, he unleashed his eyes, using [Lines of Fate] to read and control these wild fluctuations of energy until the formation had suddenly expanded so far that it enveloped the first army, and then the second.

He was going to make them regret not making it the first priority to take him out the moment he appeared.

He didn't care if there were Dao Lords and Dao Sovereigns here. The moment he, Ryu Tatsuya, appeared on a battlefield... his enemies should know that their days were numbered and act accordingly.

Ryu didn't bother to envelop the Dao Lords in the skies, his entire focus being on the armies below.

The moment the Sightless Eyes formation enveloped them, they became completely disoriented and their formations seemed just a moment away from collapsing.

However, at that moment, Ryu's Dividing Chaos sunk into the Sightless Eyes formation.

This formation was one that had existed for countless generations. It had been refined and re-refined by the experts of the Unbalance Art Sect so many times that it had reached the acme of perfection.

However, today, it would show off a completely new sort of color and form.

'Innovation...' Ryu thought...

It wasn't that his Dao could do nothing, it was that he wasn't nearly creative enough with it.

Watching what those mortals could accomplish with their pitifully weak bodies lit up a fire in him.

He was nothing but an ant on this battlefield, but he would make the largest impact there was.

This time when Ryu roared, it echoed across the skies.