Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

Chapter 640 Erased

One after another, auras that could only be described as the antithesis of the Demon Kings began to appear one after another. It was light, airy, filling one with vitality and a zealousness for life. Beautiful men and women appeared one after another, wearing what could only be described as nature’s garments.

Compared to their normal lives in the Ethereal Plane, the Faeries were much more modest when interacting with the outside world, realizing that their internal beliefs didn’t reflect how the broader world would view them. However, this added modesty only served to make them more appealing, their beauty shining through as imaginations ran wild.

The Elemental Sprites, the Tree Folk, the Battle Faeries and even the Pixies were in attendance. However, there were three individuals who likewise took the helm of them as well, representing the three ruling Clans of the Ethereal Plane.

The Quibus Clan was led by a pale skin youth wrapped in silk fabrics of silver, violet and deep blacks. He had a long head of flowing black hair that almost appeared to be more like waves of energy rather than tangible filaments.

The Ficia Clan were led by a white haired youth lady with blazing golden eyes. She had a petite stature and subtle curves, but her face held an undeniable beauty that lit up her surroundings. To a lot of those who laid eyes on her, she was the most beautiful woman any of them had ever seen in their lifetimes..

Finally, there was the Cultus Faeries… They were led by a young man with golden hair and crimson eyes. He exuded an air of confidence and maturity beyond his years. Almost as soon as he appeared, though, he frowned lightly, his gaze shifting through the crowd and landing on Ryu who had been looking toward him from the very beginning.

This young man obviously did not know Ryu, nor did Ryu know him. However, there was a sensitivity to Faeries and their partners that other Faeries and partners had that others could simply not match up to. If Ailsa wanted to hide, even an expert on King Adonis’ level wouldn’t be able to find her. But, if her goal was to hide from a Faerie, then even the smallest, most immature toddler could spot her.

There was a simple reason for this: all of Ailsa’s concealment abilities were related to using the Ethereal Plane to cover the aura and hide things. However, a Faerie’s affinity with this Plane was so high that this concealment might as well have not been there. In fact, it was worse than that, such concealment to a Faerie was like jumping up and down while screaming “I’m right here” at the top of your lungs.

Ryu was already smart enough to know this. The moment he sensed the Faeries appearing, he had asked Ailsa to stop concealing his Heavenly Pupils like she usually did. Such a thing would only expose him faster. Instead, he leaked a bit of the aura of his [Divine Chaotic Annihilation] and his Chaos Qi, disrupting and confusing whatever energy signature his Pupils would usually have.

However, none of this stopped this young man from sensing the aura of a Cultus Faerie on Ryu.

The young man looked Ryu up and down before nodding lightly and turning away. Without Ailsa on his shoulder, it was impossible for this young man to tell that it was actually the Princess of his Cultus Clan that had Partnered with Ryu. As far as he knew, Ryu had contracted a normal Cultus Faerie. Unless he probed deeper, he wouldn’t be able to tell much more than this.

Of course, this young man was aware that Ailsa had contracted a human boy. But, the thing was that just 200 or so years ago, Ryu had still been in the Connecting Heaven Realm. In this time frame, it was impossible for him to grow strong enough to have a place here.

“Oh. Another Little Nephew.” Ailsa giggled within the Incubator.

Ryu, who wasn’t really in the mood for jokes, still almost failed to stop himself from rolling his eyes at this moment. He had already ended up half dead after the first round of little nephews, now they were already sending Cosmic Seed Realm experts after him. Where was the logical progression?

Individuals from far less prestigious organizations began to appear, some of them even coming from the Blossom Plane. After a moment, it felt as though anyone who was anyone in the Martial World had a representative here.

It seemed like the World Sea Realm experts would never appear, but Ryu was well aware that they had long since been here. They were simply in a location where they couldn’t be found and Ryu felt no need to blow their cover.

It was then, in a perfectly timed maneuver, that Galkos appeared. He stepped down through the skies, following a staircase of glittering qi. Whether by design or coincidence, he truly seemed to be a God from on high, descending to grace them all with his presence.

His robes fluttered, a smile of confidence gracing his face.

“Welcome!”

Galkos spread out his arms in a grandiose fashion, his figure seeming to encapsulate the world.

“I thank Elder Brother Adonis for giving me this bit of face and hosting my ascension. Today, you will all witness the strength of the Martial Gods and experience my rise!”

King Adonis vanished upon hearing Galkos speak. As for being called Elder Brother by someone he saw as nothing more than a little boy, he could only say that Galkos was sufficiently arrogant. However, technically, since they were both soon to be Kings, there was nothing wrong with Galkos’ words.

Galkos turned his head toward the nine who had made it through the stone maze.

“You nine will open up the path for me. Make sure to do your job well. After all, Elder Sister Elena will still need your help after myself.”

Galkos grinned fiendishly, looking up into the skies above. The castle of the Viridi Clan was so open that even the skies above could be seen clearly from the bottom floor.

“Father-in-law, I hope you’re watching well.” Galkos’ voice boomed.

“Esteemed Ancestors, your junior is prepared to challenge the Heavens and take my life in my own hands. To exist above reproach and wield the strength of worlds, this is the destiny of we Martial Gods.

“I accept this burden onto my shoulders!

“I am Galkos, a God of the Martial World and Warrior that cannot be blasphemed! I will show this world what separates a Mortal from a Deity!”

Ryu’s pupils constricted into pinholes. He had heard these exact words once before.

However, before he could think much more about it, the tall walls and the ceiling collapsed, an enormous vortex of violent qi ripping it to shreds and opening them all to the depths of the sky.

It was then that the day and the sun suddenly vanished, an endless darkness taking hold of everything as an almighty pressure primed to destroy worlds descended.

Fear gripped the hearts of all those present. It was a fear of being erased from all of existence.