Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

Chapter 2027 Crystalline Edge

Ryu only looked Adlael in the eye for a moment before he ripped all of his Fate out of his body, incorporating it into himself and then tossing the man's corpse to the side without a care in the world.

He looked down at the ring in his palm, his gaze flickering. Time slowed down around him and then ground to a halt. In that moment, his thinking accelerated and it was as though he had entered a completely isolated space where others couldn't react to his speed, and yet he also couldn't interact with them.

Regardless, he had no intention of trying to interact with them in the first place. His only goal was to deal with the ring in his hands.

Ryu scanned through the entire ring until he found it. With a thought, the sword appeared in his hands and he was taken aback by what he was seeing.

It was a sword formed with a blue, crystalline edge... forged of a material he had most definitely seen before.

Ryu thought for a moment before he brought out a familiar dagger. He hadn't used this dagger in a very long time, so much so that even he had almost forgotten he had it.

This dagger, or pair of daggers, rather, was none other than one of the gifts that he had received for his thousandth birthday in his first life. It allowed one to pour Spiritual Qi into it and attack the soul of an opponent directly.

Honestly, Ryu didn't care much for this weapon anymore, not because it wasn't interesting, but because he had no need of it.

Not only did he have some bias against it because it was a treasure of Sacrum, but with his Perfect Blackbody Soul, it was completely unnecessary.

With his Soul, who cared if it ended up injured? He could just heal it.

He had one of the most flexible souls in all of existence. He could recover from injuries that others couldn't fathom. If he wanted to attack someone's soul directly, he could just do it and not care for the consequences.

But it was extremely interesting, though... why was it that he could feel this sword calling out to him?

Of course, the sword wasn't doing that. Rather, it was his sensitivity toward Fate pulling him toward it. This sword had no spirit whatsoever, and to a layman, it would look like a nice piece one would want to put to rest on a wall somewhere.

It didn't look like a sword that was meant to be used for fighting; it instead looked like an ornament one would show off to guests and nothing more.

Ryu looked back and forth between the dagger and sword, his gaze flickering.

After a while, he took out yet another treasure that he hadn't touched in a long while. The Glove of Order.

The Glove of Order was a treasure ideal for archers. One could pour one's comprehension into it and use it to form arrows. That could save on the cost of arrows and also rely on the Heavens to gather up a large amount of strength in a short time.

It was like exchanging Focus Qi for more raw stamina, which was quite excellent depending on what kind of fighter you were.

For obvious reasons, then, Ryu had no need for it. He would prefer to use his overwhelming Qi stamina to make up for it rather than having yet another drain on his Focus Qi.

But for some reason, he was feeling that this treasure was also calling out to him.

He had received the pair of daggers from his birthday party, but the Glove of Order came from the so-called Natural Order Sect of the Higher Mortal Plane.

Ryu remembered finding it in the spatial ring of the expert that was there, and it was a so-called Unique Grade Treasure.

Now that Ryu thought about it, he had yet to stumble across even a single Unique Grade Treasure after leaving Sacrum. The implications of such a reality only dawned on him at that moment.

Had he been missing something big all the while?

Ryu slipped the Glove of Order on his hand. As usual, it covered his palm and two fingers and looked like a common glove used to protect an archer's fingers from callouses.

But the moment it slipped on, it trembled and a surge of aura came from it. An illusory gauntlet quickly covered Ryu's hand, then up his arm and shoulder. Soon, his entire body was covered in a crystalline blue armor...

It wasn't the first time Ryu had seen this armor. He had already triggered it back in Sacrum. But once again, he hadn't been very interested in carrying it forward. He was so obsessed with the outside world and what it had to offer that he had yet to unearth all the mysteries of Sacrum.

For example, the Human Skin Tome that was still in his possession. Or, even more shockingly than that...

What about the Prayer Mat?

He had found the Prayer Mat covering a node that surged with energy from the core

of Sacrum's Heart. Sitting on it allowed him to sense every life and death in Sacrum all

at once.

Who had been able to create such a treasure? Why was it there in the first place? What was the relation between it and everything?

Were the Martial Gods really only obsessed with Sacrum because Elena's mother was looking for a method of supporting her ambition? Or was there something deeper?

With the armor on, Ryu's grip over the dagger and swords tightened. And soon, there was a connection formed between the two.

At that moment, Iam's head snapped toward Ryu's location. The speed of a Dao God that was in a hurry was exceptional. Even under supposedly frozen time, the reaction was snappy and quicker than what could be described.

Unfortunately, with their hands full with Ailsa... there was nothing they could do at all.