Chapter 1819 Meditation

Chapter 1819 Meditation

1819 Meditation

That said, for Ryu to dare to do something like this could only mean that he was supremely confident in himself. Vespa didn't believe that Ryu was stupid enough to not understand their hidden meaning. That could only mean that he was certain that he would come out successful in the end.

At the same time, now that the Luminara Clan was caught as the potential scapegoat of this mess, they would have to deal with it themselves.

In addition... just because Ryu hadn't broken any commands given to him by a Dao God... that didn't mean that he hadn't broken any rules at all.

After all, the Holy Battlefields were essentially military encampments, ruled by military law. The fall of one could change the entire situation, so it had its own rules. Something like going out and attacking on your own, while not exactly written in the rule books as something that was against the law, still touched on several taboos.

There were countless trumped up charges that they could hit Ryu with for this alone...

So long as they stopped him first.

If they couldn't do that, then all of this talk was worthless.

Of course, there was another reason why Vespa was so wary of all of this.

If the twins failed, would things end like this? Certainly not. The Moon Fey would likely send in someone else from a higher-ranked Clan, someone who wielded even more power.

If one of those Clans took action, the matter would certainly be handled. But the problem then was obvious...

Would this world still be their Luminara Clan's at that point?

This was the main issue they had to grapple with now, and if they couldn't do it, they would lose everything.

Their Ancestor hadn't written it out in so many words, but how could Vespa not realize?

As though that wasn't bad enough, there was a secondary matter that would be easy to forget in all the shuffle...

Who leaked this news?

It certainly wasn't anyone from their side because all messages to the outside could only go through the two of them. Plus, they weren't even aware of Ryu's exploits until just this very moment, so how could they react to it, let alone send information out.

Eventually, he would hit a brick wall and have to change tactics, likely going back to just pure close combat. But he didn't really want to do that, he was chasing after something greater.

Ryu took a shaky breath and expelled his fatigue.

Looking down at the ruined city beneath him, he shook his head, turned and left. If he kept pushing it, he would end up harming himself.

Soon, his eyes would be healed, and it was probably about time that he try and consolidate his gains this time around.

Then, he would try again.

Ryu found a random mountain near the border of both territories and carved out a path inside for him.

Then, taking a deep breath, he began to meditate.

He somewhat understood why using these elements was so difficult for him. It wasn't just that his Temperament wasn't quite in line with them, but also because they were tied down with other, far more complex and intricate matters.

His Ice Flame was inextricably linked to Life.

His Dark Flame was inextricably linked to Death.

No matter what he did, they would always be there, obscuring his vision.

So what path was there to take?

The obvious path seemed to be to use his Emperor Phoenix Bloodline to rule over them all...

But this was a world of Yin and it wouldn't do well here.

So what should he do?

As Ryu was sitting in meditation, a storm was quickly brewing around him.

Little did everyone know that an insignificant Holy World would eventually kick off a series of cascading events that would change the landscape of the Plane entirely.