Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

Chapter 2142 Silent and Bombastic

Chapter 2142  Silent and Bombastic

A young man walked around from the void, followed along by a large cohort. The first thing one would think of when you saw him was… 
Bright. 
He was almost hard to look at. In fact, if it wasn't for how powerful those here were, he would be more than just hard to look at. Just gazing at him a single time would be enough to cause blindness in the best of cases. In the worst of cases, it would be enough to incinerate one's mind, searing a permanent image into one's retinas with nothing more than a glance. 
The young man wore robes of white-gold and his golden hair fell like a waterfall down his shoulders and spilling over to the small of his back. 
His hair, though, could hardly hide the large pair of white wings on his back. In fact, there wasn't just a single pair… but rather two pairs, each one so large they dwarfed the size of his actual body. 
There was a golden slit right down the middle of his forehead that looked almost like a tattoo or a marking, and above his head covered a radiant halo, pulsing with light every time he spoke even the simplest of words. 
This young man was known as Young Master Bright. The young Heir of the Devas. 
He was surrounded by women no less gorgeous than the Phoenix Princess, some with skin like warmed milk and others that were delicate shades of milk and dark chocolate. The covered the entire color array, and each one seemed promised to the young man before them. 
And yet, when he spoke to the Phoenix Princess in this way, they felt that it was only natural, all of them giving her beautiful smiles as though inviting her in. 
The Phoenix Princess gave Young Master Bright a once over and giggled. 
"Not bad. We shall see." 
Near the back of the group of Devas, there was another that stood out. 
She was silent and would have been entirely unassuming if not for the fact she wasn't among the women flocking Young Master Bright like a pack of birds, and… she was the only one without white wings and golden hair. 
Her hair was a dense black, emitting a powerful fog, and her wings were an agonizingly bright crimson. She wore black robes that seemed fit for a man, and the coldness on her gaze seemed to freeze the space before them solid. 
However, while she stood apart of Young Master Bright, she was surrounded by her own group of figures. It was just that every single one of them was a shadow with a vaguely masculine form and a large pair of wings each. It wasn't possible to see even their faces. 
Young Mistress Nightly. 
She was the shadow to Young Master Bright's light, the moon to his sun. 
"I don't like my women to have such hesitation." Young Master Bright said, his smile still as illuminating. 
"Is that so? Well I like my men to only have eyes for me." 
Young Master Bright laughed to the skies. 
"In that case, young maiden, you have two options. Either you forget your day dreams, or you marry a mediocre man who will chase you around like a lost puppy." 
Phoenix Princess' smile didn't fade. In fact, it only became deeper. 
"There is a third option." 
"Oh? Please enlighten me." 
"Crush all the men in the world, and then take my pick of the litter." 
Her words carried just the slightest hint of chill. Another man would have found his balls shriveling into his body, vanishing, never to return again. However, Young Master Bright only laughed harder. 
"If there was such a day you could do such a thing, you would never marry. I know women like you quite well. Would you even bother with a man you could press beneath your thumb? In fact, I think I've decided. I'll show you what a true man is very soon. We'll see if we can't thaw that cold smile in the throes of passion." 
"Would your cock even be able to hold up to the heat?" 
"Ah, such crude words for such a fair maiden. I prefer my women gentle and demure. But I think I'll take you as a concubine nonetheless if for no other reason than to prove a point." 
The two seemed to be smiling at one another, but the biting chill in their words caused those from inferior worlds to not even dare to appear. 
"Tsk, tsk, tsk." 
A deep rumbling voice that seemed to almost match the Dragon King's in rhythm and cadence appeared. With it, a Demon appeared… 
A skeleton with bones as black as night as a foggy crown of dark gold billowing above his head. Loose black robes swept down from his body. 
Flashes of eerie silvery-white light coated his body from time to time, revealing the face of a ghostly young man who was handsome beyond what words could describe. In fact, he was even faintly beyond Young Master Bright in looks. If not for the fact he spent half the time as a skeleton, it would likely not be a contest at all. 
Souls howled every time he opened his mouth, making it sound as though thousands were scrambling to talk over one another. 
The aura of this young man continuously shifted and changed, and somehow, he seemed to encompass all the auras of the Demon Kings. 
Young Master Shade. 
Several individuals looked over with a serious expression, even Young Master Bright was no different. 
This was the one young man who appeared alone, and it wasn't that there were others hiding… he was truly alone. Not a single God of the World of Demons had appeared. It was as though they were signaling the very same thing. 
Their confidence in this young man had no bounds, no limitations. Maybe deep inside, they felt like even if the Dragon King took action to kill him, it wouldn't make the slightest difference. 
The Fate concentrated on this young man was so great that targeting him was more likely to kill you than it was to kill him. 
"When courting a woman, you need to be much gentler. You show no regard for the fairer sex. Of course a powerful woman will be a little willful. If you cannot handle her, then just say so." 
Young Master Bright smiled. "I think I do well enough with women." 
"Using your status to capture women who would do anything to birth your children for no other reason than your powerful Bloodline is… not something to be proud of." Young Master Shade said slowly. 
Young Master Bright's expression didn't change, but his wives were all instantly infuriated. How could they not be insulted by such words? They were all proud daughters of Heaven. They might be inferior to these top geniuses, but it was only by half a step. How could they have been so easy to appease? 
However, before they could say anything, their husband raised a hand so they obediently fell silent, glaring at Young Master Shade. 
"Your tongue is sharp for a man without one. I wonder what other important bits of flesh you're missing." 
A dangerous light flashed in Young Master Shade's eyes, his neck tilting to one side. The sound of chains rattling echoed through the air, whipping scythes of energy accumulating. 
"Would you like to find out?" A sneer flashed on the young skeleton's face as his visage pulsed in and out of existence. "I don't have a fondness for men and it might hurt me more than you. But I do wonder if you would have the same arrogance if you were pressed down beneath me. Or, would you kill yourself right then and there?" 
A cold shiver ran through their soul. 
If there was one thing Young Master Shade was known for… it was his lack of a bottom line. 
These words weren't empty. He never said such things just for the sake of saying them. 
As the tension grew, a young man appeared in complete silence. He was followed by a group of Fiends, but even now, he seemed to be the center of them all. 
He looked petite and almost fragile, his face pale and his eyes swirling with three colors. 
He seemed to have no presence at all, and yet, the longer you looked at him, the larger and looming he seemed to become… as though he had no bottom line at all, at least not one anyone could properly see through… 
Ryu had never seen this man before. In fact, even to the Fiends, he was a relatively new character. Yet, despite the dissatisfaction in the eyes of the Fiend that followed behind him, even she did not dare to speak a word about it. But… Ryu would surely recognize him nonetheless. 
That was because this young man was the only Tri-Elemental Fiend Childe in existence, an anomaly amongst anomalies and someone that had survived against all odds. 
Yeger Sun. 
The skies trembled. 
To the dawn there was dusk, to the sun there was the moon, and to the silent entrance of Yeger, there was the bombastic presentation of the Martial Gods.