Grand Ancestral Bloodlines-Novel

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Mae's Dream Asura Bloodline began to roar, echoing like the howls of Primordial Beasts.

The Dream Asura Bloodline was one that originated from the Dream Wraith, but it had to be remembered that the Dream Wraiths were exactly that... wraiths. They didn't have physical bodies, so how was it that they had descended to create descendants like the Dream Asuras?

The truth of this matter wasn't something that many knew. Maybe a Ruin Master who had studied this niche subject might come to know, but following the long, meandering path of family trees and evolution just to find out what was ultimately a worthless low level Clan. The Dream Asuras were simply not valuable enough for Ruin Masters with the skill to find this sort of stuff to pay enough attention.

However, the Heavens didn't need to do research, it didn't even need to use much effort. It knew implicitly about all those under its power, and the moment it connected with Mae, it could see her entire family line and exactly how the Dream Asuras had come into being.

The Dream Wraiths. The Horned Devils. The Fire Giants.

Three Lineages, three Demon Kings, three Bloodlines that suppressed and ruled over the others.

The unprecedented strength of the Asura's body came from the Horned Devils. Their supreme flame control came from the Fire Giants. Their soul talent, darkness affinity and a portion of their wind affinity came from the Dream Wraiths.

The most prominent and the foundation of it all was the Dream Wraiths, but the existence of the others were clearly strong supporting roles.

This didn't mean that all Dream Asuras had access to these Bloodlines. Even Ryu hadn't picked up on it, and maybe one of the things he was best at was spotting sparse Bloodlines and helping to target them to grow stronger. It was something he had witnessed Ailsa do for all of his Beast Companions until she was sealed away with his eyes.

What this meant was that these Bloodlines were far too trivial and muddled to even take into account. What had most likely happened was that in the past of the Dream Asuras, they had probably started off as mutated versions of the Demon Kings. They were good enough to still exist on the Ninth Plane and interact with the other Demon Kings, even becoming servants and concubines for some of those that had sparser Bloodlines.

During this time, they gave birth to bastard children who continued the meandering Bloodline. This Bloodline continued to weaken and dilute until the day they were forced down the Fifth Plane and even ultimately out of the Nether World entirely.

So, while the Horned Devils and Fire Giants were part of the lineage, those Bloodlines were even fainter than the other faint and undetectable Dream Wraith Bloodline.

However... to the Heavens this didn't matter. All it knew was that it was paying forward the strongest reward it was able to. It had no other goal outside of making Mae as strong as possible. In doing so, it ignored the other trivial and sometimes clashing Bloodlines that made up her Dream Asura Bloodline, and focused entirely on the ones that could work in harmony and were already the strongest to begin with.

The entire internal structure of her body began to change, and because she was in the middle of breaking into the Sky God Realm, the effects were amplified several times over. One evolution stacked atop of the other, multiplying within themselves, intertwining and leaping forward in strength again and again.

The Horned Demon Bloodline became full, unleashing a roar that pulsed Mae's heart.

Just when it seemed that she would break through in Qi Realm first, her Body Realm caught up and surpassed it. Her muscles shrank and became more compact. She looked so delicate and flexible on the surface, but within a power that could crush mountains fueled her, her blood flowing like thick mercury.

Mae's Soul Realm reacted the most fiercely to the Dream Wraith Bloodline that came in second. Her Soul Nature multiplied in strength several times over, the bounds of her Spiritual Sea becoming more and more boundless.

Finally, the Fire Giant Bloodline awakened. Her wings grew explosively in size, and her body's strength multiplied again. But what was more important than that was that her Meridians seemed to be evolving.

Mae's Meridians had already been quite excellent. She had a rare variant of a Fire Type Meridian and it could be classified in the Transcended Grade. It gave her qi an explosive character that was difficult to deal with.

But at that moment, her Meridians seemed to lose their form entirely. Their walls collapsed and Meridians began a spiraling and concentrated line of flames rushing through her body. It looked like it didn't have any form or shape at all, and its aura skyrocketed.

From the Transcended Grade, it entered the Omniscient, then it shattered through that and didn't come to a stop until it had entered the Chaos Grade.

Her entire body was undergoing a rush of changes. Every single thing seemed to stack on top of one another, forming a flawless path ahead.

Her body was powerful. Her soul was powerful. Her qi was powerful.

She was absolutely perfect.

And yet she didn't seem to care about any of it at all, completely immersed in Ryu's touch. The world could have come to an end and she might still not care enough to look up. She gave him everything she had, even down to the very last of her thoughts. ɴo(v)elFɪre.net

And it seemed to have worked.

Ryu's own Bloodlines churned, but his own changes were much more subtle. The balance of his fused Bloodline tended toward perfection, settling in and reaching a state of utmost tranquility. However, this sort of the change was the kind Ryu had chased after the most.

It was impossible to tell how much time had passed, and maybe these two simply didn't care.

Covered in sweat, laying atop of one another, their gaze met with a light and subtle sort of smile. Nothing else in the existence seemed to be important.

To the world, however, this was a different case entirely.

The tumult was enough even to notify the Dao Gods. It appeared that while Ryu had succeeded, he had done nothing to resolve the actual peril he was in.