Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

Chapter 2010 Cultus and Quibus

She would never speak so many words to enemies, and she would never bother to say so much to people that she didn't give a damn about. She was Ryu's Life Partner, his mirror image. She might have been patient with him in the past, but she hadn't even gone to see her own parents in all these years despite having had the power to do so, all because they had slighted her...

How could she ever spare the time for these people?

But right now...

She was agitated in ways that she couldn't quite describe properly.

"The Ruin Master Guild is filled with nothing but scheming cowards. If not for the actions of the Griffins that day, do you believe that even they would be able to trap me? And yet, you yourselves, knowing what happened, still dared to test my patience time and time again?

"What were you banking on, exactly? Your little hidden trump cards? Where are they now? Why do you think they haven't appeared yet?"

The six Dao Gods froze, their bodies trembling from head to toe. Indeed, this was what they were hoping for. But not a single one of them had appeared just yet, and they could guess why.

It seemed that even those hidden experts of their Clans felt wholly inferior to this woman before them.

At that moment, their gazes slowly shifted as they heard rattling chains. They looked over to find a Peak Dao God Fiend they had always been wary of in a half-dead state. His eyes had been dug out, his lower half had been castrated, his tongue had been ripped out...

Violet centipedes crawled in and out of the crevices of his body, and if it wasn't for the slight moans of pain that came from him from time to time, one would have thought that he was already long dead.

Looking at him, it was like they could see their futures reflected before them now. They were mighty Peak Dao Gods; they had already long refined their Dao Hearts to the point that even if Existence collapsed, they wouldn't even blink.

But right now, they were shivering like children.

The problem wasn't that Ailsa was scarier than the end of the world; it was instead that her Dao Heart was so much more powerful than theirs that their own had been suppressed into the ground. At this moment, they might as well have only just stepped onto the path of cultivation. Their bodies were completely out of their control.

"I'm sure that while you're waiting for your hidden experts to act, they're waiting for the Ruin Master Guild to act. But they don't know that the Ruin Master Guild also fears me, so they will likely wait for one of their higher branches to act, or maybe they'll call the Holy Griffin Clan here once again in hopes of seeing a repeat of the past.

"One after another, you who claim to stand above me, are hoping for someone else to do what you cannot yourselves...

"So I'll ask you again. I don't remember the posture of people who knew they were beneath me at all. Why is that? Who gave you the guts?!"

Her voice suddenly roared out like a clap of thunder, shredding Dao God Silent Chill to minced meat.

The other five Dao Gods felt their hearts leap into their throats. A Peak Dao God had died just like that?

"Stay your hand!"

A rumbling voice came from the depths of the Sun Clan, and soon, it looked as though a real sun was rising into the skies.

A man hidden in a gaseous ball of sputtering qi appeared.

The Peak Dao Gods of the Sun Clan felt themselves relax a bit when this man

appeared.

Dao God Smoldering Star. His aura seemed to melt qi itself, smoldering it and refining

it into a mesh of energy that forged the gaseous aura surging around him now.

"Who are you to speak to me? Silence."

The echoes of Dao God Smoldering Star's words were suppressed by the world until there was nothing left at all.

Then, his gaseous fire was snuffed out.

The man froze in the skies. All the five Peak Dao Gods had time to see were the ashy remains of his corpse before it shattered and then flew off into the wind.

Cold sweat matted their backs. Ailsa's power was simply in a realm they didn't understand. None of her Summons had even attacked; she only spoke, and the world seemed to obey.

This level of God Control made them look like children. They didn't even have the right to breathe in her presence. If not for the fact she seemed to be venting something, or maybe just trying to bait out something she could truly vent on, they would likely already be dead.

However, she seemed to notice this as well.

She looked at the scattering ash in the wind, her gaze somewhat dull for a moment.

It was only now that the Dao Gods dared to even look her in the face, only for them to see a scene they never thought they would.

Tears.

They didn't know what could possibly make such a powerful woman cry, and yet that was exactly what she was doing.

The droplets fell silently, and seemingly fed up by something, Ailsa just waved a hand.

The five Dao Gods didn't even have a chance to retreat or even feel pain before they were scattered into the wind as well.

Ailsa stood in silence, staring up into the skies as the Moon and Sun Clans were razed to the ground.

She already knew that Dao God Smoldering Star was just a distraction. The rest had likely already entered deep into the protective formations.

The Fey weren't so easy to deal with, or else she wouldn't have ended up in such a situation in the first place.

She had let them go, honestly. It didn't make a difference to her whether they died or not, because unless she could uproot them by their very foundations, killing these ants wouldn't even be enough to abate even the smallest bit of her anger.

It was hard to tell how long she stood there. Probably weeks.

By now, her Summons had already razed most of the world to the ground, and the Ruin Master Guild was slow to react, once again thanks to Ryu.

For one, the path they used to get here was now under Ryu's control. And second, he had dealt them a great blow the last time they were here, something that a certain

somebody was still paying for.

However, Ailsa knew that this wouldn't stop them forever.

This world was too important for them to give up indefinitely. They would definitely come, and they would come with a great amount of force and power.

She closed her eyes as her tears finally seemed to run dry. The streaks were torn apart by her aura until there was nothing left but a flawless face and equally flawless skin.

However, the red of her eyes seemed deeper than ever, churning with a deathly

murderous intent.

"Come," she said lightly.

All of her Summons flashed from across the world.

This wasn't her going all out even nearly.

Ailsa wasn't just a Cultus Faerie; she was also a Quibus Facric. Both of her lineages ran

through her veins, and very few people understood just how powerful this sort of

synergy was.

On the one hand, she was the ultimate nurturer, an existence the likes of which could

help even the weakest talent reach the Realms of Dao God.

And on the other... she had command over life and death.

At the same time, she had forged her own Path of Necromancy. Her Summons weren't just some of the rarest Demons across time and space-Demon Kings... Demon

Emperors...

But she also had Summons from the Heavenly Plane.

There was no doubt that that had pissed off quite a few people, and maybe that was

why she was targeted to such a great degree. However...

There was a flap that came behind her. A dove with beauty beyond words shrank

down and landed on her shoulder.

"I'll kill my way back there eventually," Ailsa said lightly, stroking the dove's head

gently, "but for now..."

The skies suddenly shattered apart.

Thousands of vessels and millions of powerhouses bore down from above.

In a far-off corner, there was a familiar cloaked man who stood in complete silence.

The portals around Ailsa trembled once before they doubled, and then tripled.

A blue-skinned demon raised a bow and fired.

SHUUUUUUUUU!

It cut through the skies so fast sound couldn't hope to keep up. Ailsa watched silently

as a ship was split in two, erupting into a rain of fire all before the destructive wave

and cacophonic BOOM! echoed through the world.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Her cherry lips parted slightly. "Kill."

All at once, her Summons shot into the air, a murderous intent piercing the skies.