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Ryu's gaze narrowed. He couldn't say that he hadn't expected something like this, but he was more so hoping that Primus would be more stubborn. In his opinion, this Ancestor of his seemed quite similar to him, but in this regard.... he was weak.
Others saw it as necessary. Ryu saw it as a concession. To be so close the peak Realm in all of existence, and to still have such worries and insecurities, he wanted nothing to do with it. But just the same, he had no way to chase Primus away, the same way he couldn't stop him from attacking lanjor.
lanjor's screams continued to echo. He bent forward, grabbing at his eyes as his body spilled over with flames. However, these screams quickly became a backdrop as Primus' words echoed in the ears of everyone else.
These Sovereigns had thought that they would only need to wait a moment before taking action. The relationship between Ryu and his great grandfather clearly wasn't what they had expected it to be, and there was no need to take action if they didn't need. However, the sudden change had caught them all of guard.
Mae had been very quiet this entire time. She had thought about what it would be like to meet Ryu's family, but she hadn't expected things to go like this. She hadn't even envisioned that Ryu would actually have such a potent great grandfather, this man alone could lay waste to her Dream Asura Clan ten times over and still not break a sweat. But she had thought that Ryu came from a small world? Had he lied to her?
Mae shook her head. Ryu was a man who had casually told her his greatest talents without any sign of holding back, she didn't think that he would hide or lie about this matter. There just happened to be a story she didn't understand.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt didn't seem like this was the reason for Ryu's everyday confidence either. His relationship with this great grandfather of his was strained, and with Ryu's personality, he would never rely on this man.
However, how would this matter go? She didn't quite know. She could only squeeze on Ryu's arm just a tiny bit more.
Ryu gave Mae a glance and smiled lightly. He chose not to worry about this man anymore.
At that moment, a pair of wings spread from his back, but they very clearly weren't his own, but rather a high level God Treasure. They didn't think much of it at first. After all, wasn't it a bit too much of a joke for a Dao Pedestal Realm expert to escape them? Even worse than that, he wouldn't even be able to leave their encirclement.
However, their expressions changed when Ryu grabbed Mae's waist and suddenly raised his leg. Very soon, it became obvious that let alone Empana, these others couldn't stop him.
The wings flapped just once and Ryu vanished into the void.
The Sky Gods frowned. They could enter the void as well, obviously, but they most certainly couldn't have done it at Ryu's cultivation level, even with the help of a God Treasure, and even if they had a Spatial Soul Nature, it was impossible.
But even worse than that, Ryu had left their surrounding with a single step. If they wanted to catch up to him, they would have to take down the barriers, but since the seven of them had worked together, it would take a few seconds.
A few seconds in the hands of someone who could cross the void was an colossal amount of time. Unless they had someone proficient in spatial laws, finding Ryu would be almost impossible. Only someone in the Dao God Realm could peer through the strands of Karma and reality, unwinding time and reading the events of the past.
Suddenly, their expressions changed, landing on Primus who was casual and unmoved. Their faces paled considerably.
They just realized something. They had been so shocked by the appearance of the Flame Heavenly Pupils that they had missed one very important fact, How had Primus found the perpetrator so easily? Especially when lanjor had refused to explain anything to him? Could it be....
He had already stepped into that threshold.
Almost immediately, the sent signals to their true bodies to return. Why would they come here just to die? The difference between someone who had stepped into the threshold of the Dao God Realm and one that hadn't was even larger than the gap between the Dao Lord and Dao Sovereign Realm.
However, there was one person that didn't get the memo.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe Skeleton King charged in with his true body, his rage rising into the skies. He had never been shamed like this in his life, even if it was just projection, its death wasn't something that he could take lying down.
He wanted his face back, and he didn't want anyone to interfere.
"All of you stay out of this!" he growled.
The weaker individuals on the ground felt a strong fear grip their hearts. Even a single attack from a Dao Sovereign, even if they weren't the target, could directly kill them. The gap was too large, especially if there was a clash between two of them.
The Skeleton King charged for Primus, his rage causing the barrier to creak and quake. He sent out a fist, one that towered above the skies and changed and quake. He sent out a fist, one that towered above the skies and changed its color. ɴovelFɪre.net
"Annoying flies." Primus uttered coldly, flicking out a finger.
A small spark of fire danced outward, hobbling through the skies like a fly caught in the wind. But without fail, it tracked the Skeleton King's fist, landing on it perfectly and suddenly vanishing.
There was only a moment of pause before the Skeleton King froze. Maybe if his face hadn't been entirely made of bone, one could have clearly seen the look of horror on his face.
But it was already too late.
His body erupted into a ball of flames, his screams filling the skies.
By the time he fell to the ground, he was nothing but a rain of ashes.