Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

1782 Mission

The Dream Wraith had given Ryu a great deal of information about what he was dealing with, so he had a fairly good idea about quite a number of things.

Fiends were precisely like these three youths before him. Their cultivation methods were heavily focused on the elements and it could be said that their strength could directly scale depending on the environment. And, even when the environment wasn't in their favor, the best of them were capable of terraforming the world to mold to their desired reality.

However, there were still levels to which this could be. For example, Niuran's method of terraforming was the absolute crudest. He had drawn a trench from this location to the nearest river, and that was not only something that couldn't always be done, it used up a lot of energy.

It could be said that if Niuran hadn't spent so much energy to draw the river over here, then he would have likely been at least 50% stronger, which would have obviously made a huge difference in the battle.

In truth, Niuran only dared to do this in the first place because he knew that Venaru and Furmalda were trailing after him. If not for this, he would have rather retreated at the risk of being killed or stabbed in the back to rush back to the rivers and sea.

As for why they were suddenly being so respectful to Ryu, it was because they had likely mistaken him for what the Fiend Race called Fiend Gods.

This didn't refer to a cultivation Realm, and the translation wasn't exactly God. In fact, Ryu chose to adjust it from Fiend God to Fiend Childes.

Fiend Childes were extremely rare existences that had dominion over several elements, not just a single one.

As one might expect, this was something that almost never happened because the method of cultivation the Fiends used would result in the elements clashing far fiercer than Ryu's Bloodlines ever had.

Most Fiend Childes would die the moment they were born. It was far crueler than what would happen to most humans with clashing Bloodlines.

Usually, if the Heavens decided that a Human Bloodline would clash, the embryo wouldn't even be fertilized.

This was why it took Ryu's parents so many attempts to have Ryu, why they cherished him so much, and also why, even after all these years, they were probably the only lineage in Sacrum that only had a single successor like himself.

But, maybe due to their different path, the fate of the Fiends was far crueler. The Heavens gave no such quarter, and often, when Fiend Childes were born, they would spend the fledgling years of their life in great pain.

The irony was that the more talented you were, the more you would suffer. The worst were those that managed to live even into their teenage years and yet died, anyway.

However… as one might imagine, those Fiend Childes that shed that weakness would soar to the skies as though reborn.

Such existences were mighty beyond compare. Even the memories the Dream Wrath had transferred to Ryu had been incomparably somber about them.

It seemed that these existences, when they great to the level of Dao Gods, were individuals that even those nine figures feared.

Ryu couldn't help but shake his head. It was truly ridiculous that they sent him here for such a mission, but what could he do?

As for what this mission was, it was related to the border.

They were close to the border now, and that made things both easier and more difficult on Ryu, ironically.

The border of the Chaos and Real Plane in this world was chaotic, as one might imagine. In order to stabilize it, altars the people of this world, also called Shrines, acted as hubs.

There were 36 of these Shrines, and they were all under the control of the Fiends. Not only did they exist to stabilize the barrier, but over time, the Fiends would slowly push the front lines and move the Shrines along with them, swallowing up more and more of the Real Plane.

These Shrines were multi-purpose and practically perfect war machines. Not only could they stabilize the border, they could bolster Fiends with like-elements under their Domain, and they could even long distance teleport Dao Gods from the center of the Chaos Plane at any tshould it be at risk of being lost.

And Ryu was somehow supposed to destroy at least two of them within 100 years.

It was all too ridiculous.

He still hadn't even gotten to the worst part of it all.

These Heavenly Laws favored the Fiends. These Shrines, while not being the sas Sacrum's Shrines, were still created by the power of Heavenly Might. It was just that the Fiends had clearly learned to repurpose and use them effectively in combat.

So he wasn't just supposed to destroy smanmade object. He was supposed to destroy a creation of these Heavens.

The worst part was that even if it wasn't created by the Fiends, wouldn't it surely be something forged by one or multiple of their Dao Gods? Would he have the right to destroy such a thing?

Everything about this mission felt stupidly impossible.

If there was no tlimit, Ryu wouldn't care very much. But since there was one, the pressure was immense.

So when he saw the tkneeling before him, he thought about taking advantage.

Obviously, he wouldn't be able to do this through conventional means. In that case, he'd have to just use different methods.

Before the tcould react, Ryu sucked them into his Inner World and entered with his consciousness as well.

When he entered, he found them looking around in shock. But he didn't find it very surprising.

Instead, he directly ignored them and sat in meditation.

At that moment, the three felt an overwhelming power descend onto them and begin to scour their bodies.

They froze, not daring to look around anymore.