Chapter 1646 Stop!

Chapter 1646 Stop!

When she returned to the Martial God Clan, Elena had to rebuild her entire foundation. As such, she had only very recently entered the Sky God Realm. Let that five years, in fact.

Though it had been less than five years, in that time she had already made it to the True Sky God Realm. If one ignored her real age, she was currently on pace with the genius stream. She had a little bit more than a year to make it to the Perfect Sky God Realm to keep up that pace.

Unfortunately, that wasn't how things worked. The only reason she was even considered as a member of the younger generation right now was because of her father's influence in the first place. If not for this, she wouldn't even have this opportunity at all...

And that truth came with its own hardships. Especially since her Holy Wing Bloodline was a mutated variant that, rather than being classified amongst the Middle Tier like it should have been, had instead been classified amongst the Dregs.

At the moment, she was being besieged from three True God Beasts, all three of whom were at the pinnacle of their Realms, while she herself was only only at the Middle True Sky God Realm.

Every sub realm in the Sky God Realm was practically an impossibly vast chasm, especially when one was referring to creatures born on the Ninth Heaven.

The fact that Elena was fighting against three at once and still holding on was a testament to her strength, especially since she didn't have the techniques of others to bolster said strength.

The Divine Wing Bloodline would never give her their techniques even if they might suit her, while the Holy Wing Bloodline techniques didn't suit her nor work with her path.

Even so, facing off against three black-scaled Wyrms, her palms formed an avalanche of diamond-pink in the skies. Blood leaked from the corner of her lips, but her armor flashed valiantly.

This, though, wasn't enough to piss Ryu off. In fact, there were three things that he had been able to deduce immediately.

First, there was a group of three about a hundred kilometers to Elena's north west that were biding their time and waiting. From what he could see, especially by the herbs one of them stuffed into their spatial bag, they were likely responsible for the fact these three beasts had been lured here in the first place.

Her rage only flickered in her eyes, not even reaching her overall expression. She struck out with a palm that caused space to tremble. It didn't make even a single sound, but it was fast.

So long as it touched Ryu, he was finished. And at his cultivation Realm, he shouldn't even be able to react.

She was a Martial God. She might only have a Dreg Bloodline, but it didn't matter to her in the slightest what sort of background Ryu might have since he wasn't also a Martial God.

They were the Gods of the True Martial World, their pride should never be impugned upon. Against outsiders, even if Ryu had a Dao God for an ancestor, the Clan would never give her up even if she was a Dreg. This was their bottomline, their Pride as Martial Gods.

Just when it seemed that Ryu would lose his life, there was a gust of wind so chilly the woman felt it down to her bones.

The strike slowed down considerably and Ryu took a step and vanished into the void.

The old woman's eyes widened at the unexpected change, not only the fact this young man had someone so strong protecting and following after him, but also that he was able to break the space of the Ninth Heaven as a mere False Sky God.

'Space Soul Nature!'

Little Silk appeared, flapping her wings gently.

"Stop right there!" The old woman barked, but Little Silk appeared in her path as Ryu vanished into the distance.

Ryu didn't even look back, his gaze filled with a murderous intent.