Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

The surging feeling moved throughout Ryu's body like a tempest. Almost immediately, he felt the backlash against his soul, the lashes cracking and shattering it in several places. However, unlike the past, it was far worse. Rather than being something he felt that he could heal with ease, it was instead the bone deep equivalent of a soul injury, rushing into his body and crushing him with...

Or rather, it should have.

Instead, what happened was that Ryu felt... nothing at all. It was like his body had easily stricken a new balance.

Suddenly, a new feeling was triggered.

His Yin, Yang and Original Spirits formed a new balance with one another and the lines between them began to blur.

The feeling was unlike Ryu had ever experienced before. His mind seemed to flutter in and out of focus, his thoughts coming in an endless stream in one moment, and then in a trickle the next.

It felt like he was bound by endless streams of time, unable to comprehend or understand everything that was going on around him.

And that was when he noticed something else.

His Spacetime Soul Nature.

If such large changes were occurring to his soul, then what about everything else related to it?

It felt like his three Incorporeal Souls were becoming a mesh, splicing into one another. And as a result of that, the Spacetime Soul Nature that had started off as attached to his Perfect Blackbody Soul alone was bleeding into everything else.

At the same time, aspects of his Perfect Blackbody Soul was seeping into his Dao Heart and Original Soul, while aspects of his Dao Heart were seeping into everything else.

His entire world was becoming jumbled up and the changes were happening both so quickly, and somehow also so slowly, that he couldn't quite keep up with everything that was happening.

But it was precisely because of this that he had allowed all of this to occur in the first place.

If this was just about being able to live with an injured soul, Ryu would have never allowed it. It felt to him like he would have been more of a prototype one, an experimental lab rat if he were to allow such a thing. Maybe in the eyes of the Phoenix Sky God, he was just one experiment of many and in the future, they would cobble together the experiences of the many to form a new path to cultivation or maybe even create a Realm above the Dao God Realm.

However, Ryu wasn't one to allow himself to be trapped in the schemes of others. So why was he just going along with what the Phoenix Sky God seemed to want to happen?

And the reason for this was quite obvious.

Because it benefited him.

This wasn't the same as rejecting the Karma of the Chaotic Space Dao Sovereign. Ryu had crushed that inheritance out of spite because he didn't believe that man deserved to be tied to his Karma.

However, the Phoenix Sky God had already separated themselves from the usual trans of Karma to begin with. That was why it was so difficult to pull together the strands of their story and understand just who they were or what they might have experienced in the one or maybe many lives they had lived.

At the same time, Ryu could see a different path here, one that was further beyond just "surviving" a state of having an injured soul, but one that was beyond that created something entirely new.

It was impossible to use the Beyond Perfect Extreme Spiritual Foundation as a one size fits all... usually. Again, that was because it would co-opt your path of cultivation and make it its own.

However, in this case, Ryu was practically allowing it to become one with his soul, fusing into his Perfect Blackbody and Original Soul in ways that the Martial Gods had certainly never predicted.

This, of course, didn't literally mean that his original Spiritual Foundation was becoming a part of him. Rather, it was instead gaining a lane to influence the other parts of his body in ways it had never been able to do before... at least not without harming his soul and severing his own unique path to cultivation.

And that was when it began to happen.

Fueled by the natural treasures of the world, Ryu's Perfect Blackbody Soul broke through its previous shackles and its cultivation plummeted back to the Fragmented Realm.

Despite this being the case, it didn't grow weaker. In fact, it maintained the exact same strength. The difference was that his room for growth in each Realm had skyrocketed.

At the same time, his Internal Matrix shimmered with golden runes that danced within the dense black liquid that was his Spiritual Sea.

It grew more perfect, more refined. If before his Internal Matrix was capable of making his Dao as strong as one a Realm above, it had now improved to three Realms, what seemed to be a small extreme of its own, a perfect multiple of 9, the Immature Extreme.

No, Ryu felt that this explanation for what had happened to his Internal Matrix was too simple. He even felt that it was inappropriate to use the original grades at all...

It wasn't that his Internal Matrix increased the level of his False Dao to a Transcended Dao, but it was rather that it projected the illusion of doing so... because it actually felt that while filtered through his, his Dao had broken through the normal bounds of a Peak Founding Dao, reaching a new Realm entirely.

It was an odd and whisper-like feeling, one that was fleeting and difficult to grasp, almost as though the power was more hollow than real.

But as hollow as it was, there was no doubt in Ryu's mind that his Dao had become stronger without his comprehension deepening in the slightest.

And then the strands of his Beyond Perfect Extreme Spiritual Foundation began to seep into the rest of his body.