Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

Chapter 2084  End of the Road

According to the record of the True Martial World, an Eighth Revolution Elemental Rage Tribulation was the highest to ever appear in recorded history. There were speculations that a Ninth Revolution existed, but none were certain about this. 
It could be said that because of his existence alone, Starlight had swayed the Fate of the Seventh Heaven practically single-handedly. 
Although it was very difficult to survive such a Tribulation, when one was successful, they became wrapped up in the favor of the Heavens. 
The amount of investment the Heavens needed to give to an existence that entered the Lord Realm was so great that the Heavens obviously wouldn't like such a person to die. As such, such geniuses were incredibly difficult to kill for reasons that extended beyond just their trump cards… 
The Heavens themselves didn't necessarily want them to die. 
And for Starlight, who had now become the backbone of the Fading Star Sect, it seemed inevitable that they would come to rise as well. 
It was under this situation that the pressure on the Radiant Star Sect reached a completely new level. 
Armies set out and marched toward their borders. Near their helm, a young Starlight sat with twinkling blue eyes and skin as dark as night. His handsome countenance didn't seem to have much of an expression on it as he looked forward in silence, his thoughts only known to himself. 
He hardly reacted even when the tall walls of the Radiant Star Sect appeared before him. All he did was calmly stand to his feet. 
The man he wanted to face off against wasn't here. It made it all feel pointless. 

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The Radiant Star Sect's situation might be bad, but their growth wasn't too poor either. The geniuses they had brought up from the lower Heavens had finally managed to reaffirm their foundations and strengthen themselves. 
They had been mostly chosen for their character, and with the resources of the Radiant Star Sect constantly being poured into them in these hard times, they had done well enough to overturn their situations. 
In addition, some of these disciples had even been granted the opportunity that Ryu was once given to take on the Radiant Bloodline. Thanks to this, their talent had undergone a fundamental change as well. 
While it was true that Old Wan and Jojo were the ones upholding the skies, they played a strong part in it all as well. 
These disciples gripped their weapons, looking out into the distance. Unlike the past, they didn't have a hint of fear on their faces. They were battle-hardened, and the number of them that were left were all the ones that had already been through more life and death situations than they could count. 
While it was true that many had died… it had shed much of the weakness of the Sect. 
Even so, when they laid eyes on the calm Starlight in the distance, some of them couldn't help but pale. Though their faces were still filled with determination, they couldn't control the impulse of their bodies. This was simply the natural reaction of their hearts. 
This man was powerful… 
More powerful than any one of them. 
They had a feeling that even if they were in the Lord Realm as well, it wouldn't make the slightest bit of difference. 
Just what did it feel like to face off against an Elemental Tribulation? To feel as though the skies were falling down on you and Mother Nature herself wanted your head on a pike? 
To face off against such danger and yet come out on top in the end… 
Wasn't that what Starlight had done? Against such an enemy, could you even raise your head up properly? He had seen to the ends of the Heavens and come out alive… 
How could they match up against his momentum? 
Jojo stood on the wall silently, her great sword on her shoulder and her armor reflecting in the dreary sunlight above. The rays barely peeked through the crowd, cascading down with a gloominess that fit the atmosphere. 
The forests around their Sect had been leveled once again, leaving nothing more than a clear lane for their enemies to make their way forward. 
She could feel the pressure from Starlight as well. It was why her brows were furrowed. 
The gap between Omniscient and Lord was far too large for anyone to bridge in her estimation. But against an opponent like this one, it was even more impossible. 
The only person who could match up against Starlight was Samson… but Jojo's senses now were completely unlike what they had been in the past. 
She knew for a fact that Samson stood not the single, slightest bit of a chance against Starlight. He would be lucky to last a few exchanges. 
As for Samson himself… 
High in the skies above, Aika stood with a pale face. It didn't look like fear, but rather fatigue. By her side, there was Old Wan, and across from them… there were two Sovereigns. 
One of them was the Ancestor of the Fading Star Sect… Sovereign Black Worm. 
But the other, he was a man who Ryu had never seen personally, but he would surely recognize nonetheless. He was none other than the Chaotic Space Sky God. 
Starlight's master and the very man whose Inheritance Ryu had turned down with disgust. 
The Chaos Space Sky God looked like a man with a single foot in the grave already. His wrinkles drooped down his face and his eyes were a murky white. With how hunched his back was, one would think he was bending over to smell the roses. 
And yet, there was a chaotic fluctuation of space rippling around him that filled one with a sense of imminent danger. 
He might have a foot in the grave, but he was still a Peak Dao Sovereign while Aika and Old Wan both were just Lower Dao Sovereigns. They were already struggling with dealing with Black Worm alone, but now… 
It felt like the end of the road. Nôv(el)B\\jnn