Grand Ancestral Bloodlines-Novel

1115 Shaking

Ryu wasn't one to waste time talking. The moment his voice fell, his lightning whip had already formed, and his Wind and Lightning Small realms had layered atop of one another, forming a region of stormy thunder that made many want to directly prostate themselves. They didn't even have time to register the trembling of their bloodlines before his wrist flickered and a thick line of pulsing lightning lashed out.

Enren's pupils constricted and he immediately raised his sword, tapping at the air three times in quick succession. His blade seemed to become flexible despite the thickness of its spine, curving in three different directions to give the illusion that three attacks had met Ryu's whip all at once.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The sounds were so close that they layered into one, deflecting Ryu's whip upward.

But just when Enren felt that he had dealt with the sudden attack well enough, an arc of lightning danced up his blade, colliding with his chest and leaving him paralyzed for just a moment.

At the same time, Ryu's scecond whip extended through the skies like the tail of a flood dragon, its thickness seemed to double and its movement even caused roars and claps of thunder, making the ears of those who wwere simply too close to bleed, some even directly losing consciousness.

Theris, who was planning to stand by with his arms crossed and chuckle at Enren's misfortune for abit before teaching Ryu a lesson for daring to try his patience, hurriedly retreat, his palms pulsing outward to form several flaming shields before he unsheated his great sword and slashed downward with all the strength he could muster.

Clearly, Theris had no idea that between him and Enren, Ryu wanted to kill him most of all.

Enren coughed up a mouthful of blood, his outer robes exploding into a cloud of ash and his hidden protective flexible armor cracking. His heart couldn't help but quake. That was just a residual bolt of lightning, what if the real thing hit him?

In his paralyzed state, Enren couldn't barely move his eyes just in time to see Theris' flaming shields explode on impact, sending him flying back like a speeding bullet.

Even so, in comparison to Enren, Theris had come out far luckier. Because flaming shields exploded, he didn't have to face that vicious lightning personally, and the swing of his great sword had divided much of the volatile qi. He knew that if he didn't recover quickly, he would be finished.

Without hesitation, the moment Enren broke free, his roar became almost pained. He turned his sword blade not toward Ryu, but toward himself, piercing through the crack in his own inner armor and into his heart. New chapters are published on novelenglish.net . ꜰirᴇ

His hair rose into the skies, shimmering with a blinding white light, his irises releasing two beam-line sword lights.

''Body like Sword!''

In the general world, Body Like Sword, or Sword Like Body, or any combination of techniques similar to this, would be one of the pinnacle achievements one could have as a swordsman. However, the Sentient Sword Sect took it a step further. They raised their swords to have true sentience, and in their most desperate situation, they would sacrifice their body to their sword, causing their strength to increase explosively.

This was the most powerful secret technique of the Sentient Sword Sect, Body like Sword! The fact that Enren was willing to use this technique after just a single attack, despite not being anywhere near to the Dao Lord's Inheritance, showed just how seriously he took Ryu.

He shot forward, his body becominng like a beam of swordlight. His speed was no les than an arc of light, he had seemingly become entirely weightless.

He appeared before Ryu in the blink of an eye, his fingers piercing forward to his forehead. In Body Like Sword, every part of him had become his blade. In this state, the Sentient Sword Sect was night undefeatable in close combat!

However, at that moment, Ryu squeezed his palm, shattering his lightning whip to pieces and using his Lightning God Talent to reform it into a gauntlet.

He punched out against Enren's coming fingers, the collision causing them to twist backward awkwardly.

The strength of Ryu's punch continued forward with such momentum that Enren's forearm bone piereced out from his skin, separating from his elbow entirely.

At the same time, Ryu's remaining lightning whip flickered, piercing forward and surging through the hole enren had made in his own chest. Before the head disciple of the Sentient Sword Sect could even scream out in horror, his body erupted into a rain of lightning and ash, even his inner armor being blasted to pieces and pelting down on the surroundings like artillery shells.

Ryu didn't even wait for Enren's final ashes to fall, his body disappearing into a shadowy wind.

When he appeared once again, he was already above Theris' falling body. The force of the earlier explosion had been so great that Theris had yet to be able to stop his momentum. And to make matters worse, because of the large explosion, he also hadn't seen how Enren died.

Still confident in his own abilities, his body erupted into a pillar of flames that quickly condensed into a demonic form. The flames above his head became horns, the flames to his back becoming a pair of condensed wings and tail, the flames to his front forming into a solid skin of scales.

His power exploded forth. Even has he flew backward horizontally along the ground, he slashed upward with a booming momentum, the sound barrier shattering what felt like twice over.

However, before his blade could make it very far, Ryu's lightning gauntlet condensed even further, becoming no different from a pair of delicate blue steel gloves. And yet, the moment this happened, Theris felt his heart drop to his stomach.