Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

Chapter 1882: Fallen

Sparks flew through the air, and it seemed as though the two Fiends were about to erupt. Time ticked by, and seconds felt like hours. Many of the weaker parties that had become involved hurried to rush away from the encirclement, knowing that if such a battle erupted, they wouldn't even have the right to protect themselves.

The seconds continued to fly by, and the tension continued to mount until it popped. After over a minute had passed, it seemed as though neither was going to make a move, and many began to relax slightly.

It was exactly then that they suddenly moved.

BOOM!

The battle of Dao Gods wasn't something that could be explained in just a few words. Most didn't even have the right to witness it. When they were serious, the laws around them distorted and changed so much that using a normal pair of eyes would allow you to see nothing at all, and using your Spiritual Sense would get your soul ripped to shreds.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

However, the reverberating impact was something that everyone could see no matter their strength.

Trees bent and swayed so far that their trunks threatened to shatter despite the fact they were tens of thousands of kilometers away. Just the reverberating wind pressure from the strikes at such a far-off distance made these mighty trees that had stood for generations react more like loose noodles than the foundation of this forest.

The trees that were even closer didn't even stand a chance. They were entirely uprooted and sent flying in the best cases, and in the worst, they were burnt to ash by stray bolts of lightning or embers of flames.

Mountains collapsed, and the skies began to form an enormous vortex that seemed like it wanted to swallow up everything.

…

"Son of a bitch," Ianjor cursed as he and Lu'card were buffeted by the winds. They had already escaped into the far-off distance, but it still didn't seem like enough.

Both Ianjor and Lu'card had eyes that could be considered not normal in the slightest. Although their eyes weren't designed to be as sharp and sensory as Ryu's, all Heavenly Pupils came with sharp eyesight just like they all came with Inner Worlds. Though, these inner worlds were usually just black-grey cubicle structures without any hints of specialness to them.

As such, while they couldn't claim to be witnessing the battle in its entirety, they could certainly see some aspects of it. Enough to know that these Dao Gods were truly going all out. Well… as all-out as they could when they weren't using any world-ending skills. It just seemed to be an all-out brawl.

Although they hated one another, they had their own bottom lines that they wouldn't cross, but Ianjor couldn't help but feel that there was something weird about this situation. His intuition was ticking away again, and he was also beginning to feel hints of discomfort.

That was when it happened.

Just when everyone was either focused on watching the outcome of the battle or scrambling to safer locations, the two suddenly slammed their palms together.

At the start, it looked as though they were just throwing another attack. Since they weren't using weapons, it was only natural for them to use whatever means of close combat they could.

However, the moment Ianjor saw this palm, his expression changed.

Unfortunately, it was too late. There was simply nothing he could have done to begin with.

The moment their palms collided, there was nothing but silence. From the previous cacophonous booms of their battle to absolutely nothing. It was just that with the cascade of echoes from the previous strikes still reverberating, no one but the ones who could follow in detail would notice this change.

Then, they both looked toward White Gem at the same time, pointing out their fingers and striking with impunity.

Fire and lightning wrapped around each other, and the world changed color.

The elements were always known to be on the weaker side of things. At the very least, the likes of water, wind, and earth were easily dismissed as the most common affinities.

However, lightning and fire were well known as a cut above the others.

If it was just a matter of simple lightning and fire, then it could be ignored. However, when lightning and fire affinity hit a certain threshold, it left other elemental affinities behind, becoming some of the strongest attack powers in the entirety of Existence…

And when these two came together…

White Gem didn't even expect it. She had been about to go and report the specialness of this Holy World when the two suddenly attacked one another. She had chosen to stay because the outcome of this battle would be crucial to how they would proceed.

What she didn't expect was that there would be an attack that suddenly came for her.

It was too late to react.

A beam of lightning and fire tore through the air, wrapping around one another and suddenly piercing right through her chest.

White Gem's eyes opened wide, and the skies seemed to dim along with her eyes.

Killing a Dao God was especially difficult, so difficult that it had been tens of thousands of years since the last had fallen despite the fierceness of their war. Dao Gods had too many trump cards, and their vitality was simply off the charts. It could be said that the existences closest to true Immortality were the Dao Gods, and many had lifespans so long that even counting them in the trillions of years simply wasn't enough.

And yet, when this strike landed, everyone, even the weakest, seemed to know that it was truly over. There was no coming back from it.

White Gem collapsed to the ground, and the skies began to rain down. The Heavens opened up and mourned, droplets of black, red, and gold falling from above.

A Dao God had fallen for the first time in generations…