Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

Chapter 1203 Pay

Shuti stabilized himself after dozens of steps, gritting his teeth so hard that blood flowed between them. He couldn't imagine how a Dao Pedestal Realm brat could put out so much power. Even though he had been caught off guard, this was still unacceptable.

Shuti suddenly looked up, feeling a shadow shroud him from the sun.

He was instantly infuriated, this Dao Pedestal Realm ant actually dared to follow up. Did he really think that he was a push over?

Ryu's gaze blazed, his great swordstaff falling from above.

Shuti released a roar, prepared to counter with his full strength. A surge of Cosmic Grade Qi rushed forward. Under normal circumstances, this alone should have suppressed Ryu's mere Immortal Grade Qi, however Shuti quickly felt that something was wrong.

Why couldn't he suppress this ant?

Shuti threw this thought to the back of his mind, simply pressing forward with all his might. Suppression or not, he didn't believe that Ryu could win an exchange when they fought head to head.

SWOOSH!

Shuti's rod hit nothing but air. He stumbled forward, shocked. In that instant, he felt an overwhelming danger coming from his back, but it was already too late to react.

BOOM!

Shuti froze for a moment, feeling his inner organs rattle as his bones cracked one after another. His inner armor couldn't seem to hold up, his entire body being thrown out.

After just an instant, he shot out like an iron ball from a canon, whipping through the air so fast that he nearly burned a layer of his skin off. But before he could even make it very far, a fist appeared before his face.

Shuti felt as though he had run into a steel wall. He thought he faintly sensed the aura of a Fist God, but his brain was rattled a moment later, making it impossible for him to lock onto that feeling.

He was sent flying once more, only to be hit again, and then again.

BOOM!

Ryu appeared high in the skies, standing on the back of his great swordstaff. His aura flourished, burning a suffocating image into the minds of those of the city. The mighty momentum of a Sword God flooded everything, causing everyone to remember exactly what they had sensed previously.

Ryu raised a palm.

The skies above continued to rumble, trembling and shaking as though something was stirring up within. The pressure that fell on Ryu's shoulders only increased with every passing moment, the punishment for speaking such blasphemous words seemingly about to catch up with him.

Suddenly...

BANG!

A streak of golden lightning streaked across the skies, descending toward Ryu with such a fast speed that all most saw was just a blinding flash of light.

Lightning God.

Ryu reached into the skies and caught the burst of lightning as though he was wrangling a snake, his aura surging as the unruly streak quickly became a stable javelin in the shape of a three meter long needle, perfectly smooth from tip to tip.

"Piss off." Ryu said coldly, his back stretching and his arm cocking back.

BANG!

The lightning javelin left his hand like a speed bullet, his arm itself shattering the sound barrier and sending it flying forward with a menacing speed.

Fear took root in the hearts of the spectators. Tribulation Lightning was something that caused them all to feel an innate fear, and yet it was controlled by this young man as though any other normal beast.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The air crackled and popped, the streak of lightning burning everything in its path. However, just when it seemed that Shuti would suffer the blow, the all encompassing aura of a Sky God caused everything to fall into silence.

A figure appeared on the ground by the crater Shuti lied in, waving a hand upward and catching the lightning javelin. The Sky God frowned for a moment before squeezing and shattering the javelin into countless pieces. Unfortunately, he had underestimated the unruliness of the lightning. Sparks flew in all directions, bombarding against the ground.

While the Sky God was fine, he was forced to act again to ensure that none of the sparks landed on his people. The result was far more humiliating than what he had been imagining.

Ryu looked down from the skies, his face expressionless. He had already sensed this Sky God long ago. His Spiritual Sense was at a level that even Mental Realm specialist World Sea Realm experts couldn't quite match up. This Fragmented Sky God had no ability to hide from him.

The Sky God looked up. "Flying treasures are not allowed in Fourth Heaven City. Get down."

The voice was commanding and carried a surge of qi. This should have been enough to cause any treasure beneath the God Grade to malfunction, however aside from a slight rustling of his hair and robes, Ryu hardly swayed at all.

"If you're blind, just say so," Ryu said coldly. He turned his great swordstaff and began to fly toward the open towers. "Next time, the Resonant Bo Sect should send their Sky Gods forward faster, it'll save your disciples some humiliation."

Ryu turned his back toward the Sky God without another word and didn't bother to explain himself. The Sky God could only be said to be blind if he thought Ryu was using a flying treasure, if he wanted to humiliate himself, he could do it alone.

Ryu stepped into the tower and looked toward a new attendant.

"Activate the formation to the Sixth Heaven," he said coldly.

"I... This... But..."

Ryu hadn't paid, nor had he gone through any of the procedures.

"I was just attacked in your city, but you still expect me to pay for our services? I wouldn't mind calling my seniors here if this is the game you really want to play."

The attendant was completely flustered, his reaction even more poor than the previous young lady's had been.

"Let him go." A voice echoed from nowhere and seemingly everywhere.

Soon, Ryu had disappeared, leaving the city in silence. The only sounds seemed to be the coughing Shuti and wheezing Zed.