Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

Chapter 2138 Late

Chapter 2138  Late

Existence rumbled. 
The Title Stele… not much was known about it, and what was known was obscured in the swaddle of mystery and ancient history, an endless game of telephone echoing the stories of a time long past. 
All those in the present knew was that this Title Stele had existed as long as the Heavens had, an item existing to hold the names of the most powerful beings in existence. 
When it appeared, it carried the hopes of dreams of a generation. 
Make it onto it, and you would be remembered long after you were gone. 
Fail, and you would fall into the turbid waters of a Dream Wraith's embrace, memory of your existence forgotten to the annals of time and the cruelty of history. 
Those that rose and those that fell would be decided here and now… 
At the very least, that was what many thought. 
The existence of the Title Stele was normally meant to target individual worlds, forming a crossroads for its advancement or destruction. The path a world would lead would be decided by what heroes came out on top and which ones failed to rise to the occasion. 
However… this one was different. 
According to the oracles, the Title Stele would target a Lesser Mature World known as the True Martial World. 
A Lesser Mature World fell into three categories: Lord, Sovereign and God. This True Martial World had been a Lord Lesser Mature World, one of decent standing in the wider world, but nothing very shocking. 
The Fiend World had been a Sovereign Lesser Mature World. 
Sacrum was what was known as an Immature World, one where the laws were incomplete and uncharacteristically weak. They were worlds that didn't even quite deserve a ranking and were often colloquially referred to by whatever was decided upon in their quadrant of the universe. 
But… that was when something unexpected happened. 
This Lord Lesser Mature World had shockingly evolved, skyrocketing upward until it became an Elevated Mature World. 
There were no divisions between Elevated Mature Worlds. They all stood on the same, level playing field, beneath the Heavenly Court. 
Across Existence, there were only nine such known worlds. But now… there was an inexplicable tenth that appeared from nowhere. 
From a perfectly balanced state, Existence shifted, and so too did the alignment of the Title Stele. 
All of a sudden, from its trajectory toward the True Martial World, it shifted. 
However, it wouldn't have the time to make it to the next world before it erupted again. As such… an unprecedented event took place. 
The Title Stele came to a complete stop in the endless void. 
… 
The Title Stele stood tall and proud, an obelisk with size of such shocking proportion that it rivals tens of worlds. Just its presence alone cast shadows from countless light years, and with a single tremble, it forced the world to bow in obedience. 
The world shook only once before it stabilized, and then tendrils of milky white began to spread out from the obelisk. 
If Ryu had been present, he would have recognized this milky white instantly. 
Embryonic Qi. 
The Title Stele produced it in such large quantities that it made Ryu's own reserves look like a joke. This wasn't even the river's worth he had in his Inner World. It was at the level of beginning to form and create an entire world. 
And that was exactly what it was doing. 
The world began to lose itself in this milky whiteness until it covered a scope larger than even the obelisk. 
Runes filled the skies, a complex intertwining of visualizations that would make even Dao Gods feel small. 
Then, it all solidified. 
A pulse of light rippled across Existence as though the Title Stele was letting the world know that it was now here. 
Its presence was heart shuddering, piercing into the soul and sinking into the mind. At that moment, even mortals couldn't help but look into the skies, feeling like something was calling for them. 
… 
Ryu slowly opened his eyes. 
For a moment, he almost forgot about the large pair of breasts pressed against his body. 
Eska curled herself around him like a koala bear, forgetting her bearing as a Dao Goddess entirely. Right now, she was no different from a young maiden deep in love. 
Every day, she found herself falling for Ryu more and more. The kind of man he was now was precisely the sort she had the greatest fondness for. 
Ryu didn't move to get up, tracing a finger across the milky skin of her shoulder. 
Eska's eyes opened and the tender affection in their whiteness faded to a hint of seriousness. She looked up much like everyone else did, feeling the changes quite profoundly. 
But quickly, she was distracted again. Ryu's hand had found its way to her plump ass, taking a handful with more forcefulness than he would usually use on her. 
Eska looked to her husband, finding that a light he had fiercely suppressed for years was awakening again. 
His body temperature began to skyrocket. A slumbering dragon was stirring. 
Eska flushed, finding herself in a complete daze. 
"I love you, Lord Husband," she said softly. 
Ryu blinked, snapping out of his own trance as he looked toward his wife. 
Their gazes met and Eska found herself blushing profusely. She didn't know why she had said that. It didn't feel like something she needed to say out loud. 
Suddenly, she let out a surprised squeal as Ryu flipped her beneath him. He pulled up one of her legs, pinning her thigh to his chest and pressing his cock against her entrance. 
"I think I'm going to be late," Ryu said with a grin. 
Eska blinked, her gaze flickering between confusion, desire, and embarrassment. She could feel herself being slowly stretched. This position was one that she was very much not used to. Just how deep would he reach? 
She quickly got her answer. 
Her cherry lips parted and a gasp left her lips. 
Her legs trembled, almost breaking free of Ryu's pin as her eyes rolled back. 
"Since you're going to make your husband late for such an important event, I think it warrants a little bit of punishment."