Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

Chapter 2098: Choice (2)



For Ryu to be stuck in a daze for so long, one could imagine that he had yet to make a decision. With his speed of thought, the pause that had given Old Wan the chance to attack him might as well have been years.

Ryu had always loved his Dao. The choice to give it up for a new one wasn't easy. But at the same time, while the gamble to use his Living Spiritual Foundation to trigger his Bone Structure reformation was one he felt that he could still win, this path was like giving over his life to the Phoenix Sky God on a silver platter.

It might even be the case that all along... this was precisely what the Phoenix Sky God wanted him to do.

But, there was another thing to consider as well. Ryu now knew that at some point in the distant future, his future self returned to play the role of Ancestor to the Zu.

Right now, he still didn't know exactly why that was, but the odds that his future self had played a role in the reason his Perfect Blackbody Soul was stored away in the Death Shrine were incredibly high.

The question was... why?

Unfortunately, Ryu felt that he could make a solid argument for both sides.

Maybe his future self had wanted to protect his Perfect Blackbody Soul so that he could use it right here and now to absorb this Spark of Life.

But then on the other hand...

Maybe his future self hadn't wanted him to have his Perfect Blackbody Soul until after he realized that the Phoenix Sky God was a danger to him. After all, Ryu hadn't found his Perfect Blackbody Soul until after the backlash the Phoenix Sky God gave him for trying to communicate with his old Spiritual Foundation.

It was only after that event that Ryu became clear of the fact that the Phoenix Sky God was likely not his friend and just might still be alive to this day.

If this latter case was true, then his future self probably only wanted him to use his Perfect Blackbody Soul to absorb the Spacetime Silver Star and build a different Dao based on it, avoiding the path the Phoenix Sky God wanted him to take.

Both sides could be easily argued, and they both had incredibly strong points.

Ryu took a deep breath as though his body wasn't rotting from the inside out.

At this point, he had still yet to speak those words to Old Wan, weighing the decision in his head time and time again.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

But then he thought of a profound question.

If he rebuilt his Dao, what path would he even take?

There was no path of comprehension that could even remotely match the path that he was on now. So building a new Dao based on bolstering his comprehension abilities like he had this time would be foolish of him. He would just be creating an inferior product.

So whatever Dao he forged would have to take a completely different direction.

There were many paths to take, ones of Attack, of Defense, of Control...

Maybe this might not be so bad. After all, even without his Dao, the natural ability of his eyes to comprehend things would still be quite potent. At that point, maybe he could have the best of both worlds, a powerful comprehension ability and a powerful "insert Dao here."

But...

Ryu had built too many things on his Dao. He had so many Dao Methods already, many of which he had spent years refining for them to reach their current strength.

And how long would it take to rebuild his Dao? What would even happen with this Tribulation if he chose to take such a path? Would he have to try and squeeze through a victory first, and then rebuild his Dao after the fact? But would he even be able to survive?

Ryu dismissed the thought. He wouldn't make his decision based on that.

This would be his final life. If he made a decision about the future of his cultivation based on immediate life and danger, maybe it would be smart, but it would be completely unsatisfactory to him.

His path to the peak of the world wouldn't be decided by a moment of weakness. He refused. And it seemed with that thought alone, Ryu had already made his decision.

If the Phoenix Sky God wanted to dance, then they would dance.

Ryu's comprehension was too important to him. In fact, it was the only reason he could even stand here and think of all these things. Without it, he probably still wouldn't know or understand the true reality of the white flame and what it represented.

Without his comprehension, he wouldn't be able to have ten Bone Structures. Without his comprehension, he wouldn't be able to make such perfect use of his Soul Natures. Without his comprehension, he wouldn't have formed so many Dao Methods so quickly.

He had managed to do all of this with what he considered to be an incomplete Dao...

So what would he be able to accomplish once it was?

At that moment, the flame deep within Ryu's eyes flickered, and from the depths of his Spiritual Sea, he allowed his Perfect Blackbody to swallow it whole.

From the moment he had been forced to accept the Phoenix Sky God Spiritual Foundation due to the interference of the Martial Gods, he had been set on this path. It was inevitable that he would walk down this path and reach this stage.

He had already known it before. That was the real reason he hadn't allowed his soul to break into the Lord Realm ahead of time. He had known that this moment was coming all along.

And now that his Soul Natures were all cemented before the formation of his Lordship, he could feel the world so much more clearly.

Control.

He could finally see it now. The path to recultivation.