Chapter 002: Ancestral Dragon Ring

In the room, Yang Tian stared at the ring before him. On the ring, two pitch-black specks of light drifted. These were strands of soul force; if they disappeared, it would mean his parents had met with misfortune.

He sat blankly in the rattan chair until the sky was about to lighten. Gradually, a gleam of spirit returned to Yang Tian's eyes.

This ring was called the Ancestral Dragon Ring, the token of the successive patriarchs of the Yang clan. When Yang Tian was sent into the void passage, his father had given him the Ancestral Dragon Ring.

"Father, now that your son has turned sixteen, whether I can open the Ancestral Dragon Ring and obtain a cultivation method depends on my fortune. If I cannot..." After a moment of silence, Yang Tian slowly stood up, gathering courage in his heart.

Cultivation methods in the cultivation world were divided into Human, Mystic, Star, and Heaven grades. Yang Tian practiced a high-grade Mystic method: the Glazed Treasure Flame Art. This was the hereditary method of his clan.

Cultivation methods were extremely important on this continent, determining the speed of cultivation. Some people spent their entire lives practicing a Human-grade method, and without special encounters, they might remain at the Blood Refining realm forever.

Clang!

With a faint sound, a chilling gleam flashed beneath the desk, and a gleaming steel blade appeared in Yang Tian's hand.

He gripped the knife and slashed it across his arm.

Puff, puff.

Blood spurted, and intense pain struck. Yang Tian's slightly youthful face showed no change. He took a deep breath and shifted his gaze to the Ancestral Dragon Ring.

At that moment, as soon as the scalding blood flowed onto the Ancestral Dragon Ring, it was eerily absorbed by the ring. The pitch-black ring remained unchanged.

Seeing this, Yang Tian frowned deeply and murmured, "The Ancestral Dragon Ring requires a bloodline concentration of twenty percent to open. Even Father hasn't reached twenty percent. I wonder if I have enough?"

As blood continued to gush, Yang Tian's face gradually turned pale. A feeling of weakness assailed his mind, and his eyelids trembled, but deep in his eyes there was a terrifying tenacity.

"Still not enough!"

He suddenly roared in his heart, biting his tongue to force himself awake. Without an exceptional cultivation method, the path of revenge in the future would surely be extremely difficult.

He picked up the long knife again, widening the wound from which blood still flowed. The white of bone was faintly visible.

Puff, puff.

Blood splattered. As time passed, the dragon pattern on the Ancestral Dragon Ring suddenly began to emit faint red light eerily. As blood continued to flow, the red light on the ring grew brighter, like a blazing furnace.

Seeing this, Yang Tian's nearly unconscious eyes snapped open wide. He smiled joyfully, but unable to withstand the assault of weakness, he collapsed to the ground.

Roar!

On the Ancestral Dragon Ring, the dragon pattern moved eerily. Under the pouring blood, the two dragon bodies opened their eyes, their crimson gazes sweeping over Yang Tian.

At that moment, the two blood-colored dragon bodies slowly shifted, coiling in the air. Their surrounding red light was dazzling, like a great sun, and they drilled into the unconscious Yang Tian's head.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a loud roar echoed in Yang Tian's ears. His mind blurred, and before his eyes, it was as if the stars shifted. Yang Tian felt that the world had changed.

After a moment of confusion, Yang Tian realized he was standing in the void! Around him, starlight flickered, radiating brilliant divine light.

"This... who is this?"

Yang Tian stood dumbfounded. Before him was a giant tens of thousands of feet tall! His entire body was bronze-colored, his legs like heavenly pillars standing in the void, like divine pillars reaching the sky. His feet were like a massive mountain range, towering and majestic, unattainably high.

The giant's head touched the sky, his feet trod the void. He was like a deity, eternal and transcendent, radiating infinite pressure. He overlooked all living beings, his divine posture astonishing the world.

The man's face was shrouded in a blaze of divine radiance, making it impossible to see clearly, but the pressure he exuded made one dare not look directly, only gaze up in awe.

His body was like an eternal divine furnace, fearsome and terrifying. In his eyes, suns and moons rose and fell, galaxies flickered and died, like a whole world, extremely horrifying.

The giant seemed to notice Yang Tian's arrival. As his eyes opened and closed, his entire body shook violently, and the sky suddenly split apart!

An aura of unparalleled dominance ascended. The whole world trembled. His cultivation pierced the heavens and earth. Yang Tian's mind shook. This domineering aura spread continuously, dimming the surrounding stars, as if even the world itself was but a foil!

"Roar!" The giant suddenly raised his head and roared. A rumbling sound came from the heavens, like divine sounds from beyond the domain. The roar shook the world, shattering the sky. Stars exploded, and terrifying gales swept across the sky, a scene of world-destroying proportions.

The giant's black hair danced wildly. Surging blood energy rolled like a tsunami, crashing against the sky, cutting off the heavens and earth. Dazzling blood light illuminated the space. Under the wash of blood energy, the surrounding void shattered!

"Boom, boom, boom!..." Suddenly, his ten-thousand-foot body moved. He stamped a foot into the void, and the blood energy within his body surged like an ocean. Terrifying blood energy, like an inverted river, floated above his head.

Rolling blood energy burst forth continuously, shattering countless voids. Its momentum was like crashing waves, breaking through the sky and striking the nine heavens above.

"So strong!" Like a tsunami roaring, Yang Tian's eyes blazed with fervor. This was a true powerhouse! His blood energy was terrifyingly immense, as if it could annihilate the world.

The giant before him seemed ready to battle across the eight desolates. Yang Tian also felt an invincible will emanating from the giant's body! In his youth, this giant must have been an undefeated hero!

"Could he be an ancestor?" Yang Tian's mind trembled. He was also incredulous. The giant's power exceeded his imagination. An invincible will had not appeared in tens of thousands of years!

If an undefeated hero emerged now, he would surely shake the entire continent. To cultivate an invincible will, one must dye the continent with blood and forge a peerless stance!

Boom, boom!

Suddenly, the giant's brows rose. He swung his mountain-range-like fist. Golden blood energy surged into the sky, divine light blazed for ten thousand feet, piercing heaven and earth. The very world was punched through.

The giant threw a punch. Heaven and earth shook, as if a great star had fallen. The starry sky collapsed, and countless stars suddenly exploded! A clanging sound echoed through the world!

He seemed to be pushing a mountain range, punching forward into the void. The invincible fist momentum crushed everything. Where the fist struck, chaotic light burst forth, and stars annihilated one after another. He had punched through countless voids with his bare hands!

The giant was terrifyingly dreadful. The boundless divine light spread beyond measure. In a region Yang Tian could not see, a giant fist appeared in the void, a fearsome killing strike that punched through an entire star domain!

"Fight!" Blood burned throughout his body. Yang Tian began to mimic the giant's fist technique. His fists moved faster and faster, thin blood energy surging continuously. Guided by this invincible will, faint battle cries emerged!

"Fight, fight, fight!"

Yang Tian roared like a raging bull. He furiously attacked the stars before him. He wanted to shake the stars, and this star seemed to be the Dragon Sun Emperor. Yang Tian was like a madman, wanting to beat the Dragon Sun Emperor to death!

Were the bones of his clan buried? Were his parents still alive? Had his elder brother been captured while away? Could he personally slay his enemies? Countless questions roared in his heart. The fist technique he practiced gradually deviated from its path. He questioned himself, but no one could give him answers.

"Roar!"

A sudden roar rang out, the sound piercing into Yang Tian's mind like threads. His nearly lost spirit was instantly jolted awake. He stared wide-eyed at the giant before him, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

He had almost fallen into demonic possession. The giant spat out a stream of azure light, which instantly shattered countless voids and drilled into Yang Tian's head. At the same time, Yang Tian's body dissipated from the void.

The next day.

In the room, Yang Tian lay on the bed. His small face, pale from blood loss, looked terrible. On the bedside table was a bowl of steaming medicinal broth.

In a daze, a series of impulses urged him to open his eyes.

His head hurt badly...

Yang Tian felt as if his head were about to explode. Countless memories flashed through his mind. In his sea of consciousness, rows of golden characters were imprinted. As his gaze moved, he saw that the depths of his sea of consciousness were covered with densely packed "Fight" characters!

And above these "Fight" characters, the Ancestral Dragon Ring eerily floated in the center of his sea of consciousness!

"I... have actually bonded with the Ancestral Dragon Ring. Bonded."

"The 'War Heaven Art'—what level of cultivation method is this?"