The White Lion Patriarch shivered.
At the mont, he was in an odd state. Dao God or not, logically speaking, if Ryu could rip his heart out of his chest, finding a thod to kill him was easy. In addition, if a long enough period of ti passed without a heart, then the Patriarch should also start feeling his life slipping away from him.
Although it would likely take years at the very least before he breathed his last, if not orders of centuries if Ryu left him in this place, with the sensory perception of Dao Gods, he should still be able to sense how much ti he had left.
But right now...
It was like he had been frozen in space, forced into a limbo where he had to experience every ounce of pain without the thought of an end in the future.
Sohow, this was far scarier than feeling his life slowly slip away piece by piece, and the Patriarch knew that Ryu had done it on purpose.
It was a warning that his life was firmly in his grasp, that there was nothing that he could do to escape even if he wished for it to the deepest depths of his soul.
He began to shiver.
How was it that he had co across two such monsters, two such demonic n without the slightest bit of consciousness?
For so reason, the man didn't put his own son in the sa category. The logic of these cultivators was truly sothing that left Ryu in awe.... if he cared enough, that is.
But functionally speaking... there was a difference.
The White Lion Heir had lashed out because of jealousy and his own twisted form of heartbreak. What he had done was cruel, but it ca from a very human side of him.
As for Ryu and Silent Quibus... there was a dark depth to them that existed outside of their humanity, the latter of which only seed to be more obvious.
Well, at least from the perspective of this Patriarch.
To Ryu, his heart was clear and he never did such things. Sothing like preying on the weak in order to use their rage and anger to fuel his strength was so far beneath him that his nose twisted in disgust as the re thought.
Now... torturing the strong that pissed him off, that was a completely different matter. And with his abilities, he had far more bandwidth to make their lives a living hell than Silent Quibus could even fathom.
Unfortunately, after the last interaction, Silent Quibus had managed to find a thod to hide from his senses.
Maybe this was only natural. Since Silent Quibus had dared to offend his wife so openly, he had to have so degree of confidence in protecting himself.
Ryu had thought that whatever thods he would have shouldn't matter with his current degree of control over Fate and the like, but the Quibus Faerie had proven him wrong.
Now that Ryu had the shadow of Old Wan as a Corpse Puppet, though, he felt like he could understand why to a small extent.
Corpse Poison was the antithesis of Embryonic Qi and it had a dense, cursed Karma to it. A person stained with it would be difficult to find, especially if you were trying to use Fate to scry their location.
Fate and Karma ca hand in hand, and if the latter was tainted, then the forr would surely be twisted.
Ryu could think of many thods that soone with far weaker Fate control than himself could use to obscure his vision of things.
Realizing this, he had begun to study his own Corpse Poison now with more fervor, but it would take ti before he could find a thod to break it.
Who knew, though, that he would co across his answer right here? It could only be said that Silent Quibus' luck had run out.
As for the fact that the man was a particularly powerful Sovereign...
Ryu didn't even think about it.
Setting aside the fact he had stolen Nesis, this man dared to allow rumors about his wife and him to spread.
If there was one thing that could bring a real demon out of Ryu, it was anyone who dared to step on this reverse scale of his.
"Still not answering?" Ryu asked, his head tilting just the slightest bit.
The White Lion Patriarch opened his mouth, but his lips trembled, fear seeping out from the very depths of his soul.
Ryu pressed a finger onto the man's forehead.
"No no no." Ryu said calmly. "Not in front of ."
A surge of Corpse Poison was ruthlessly suppressed by Ryu's Embryonic Qi.
No matter how powerful the Corpse Poison Silent Quibus controlled was, it was an external item. Ryu's Embryonic Qi, however... was an extension of himself.
They ca from his ridians. And as was common knowledge in the cultivation
world, ridians were like a secret map into a world of mysteries normally hidden away by the Heavens.
There were patterns, circulation thods, and powerful techniques hidden away in his ridians. He just hadn't been capable of deciphering them.
But during his recultivation, he had also laid the foundation for understanding this mysterious second set of ridians as well.
Just now, he had used one of the simplest circulation patterns he had divined, one used in the Qi Refinent Realm to complete a Revolution and strengthen qi.
It made the potency of his Embryonic Qi heavier and denser than any Corpse Poison it ca across, blasting it away.
Feeling the weight of his death vanish for the ti being, the Patriarch was so filled with fear that his words practically spilled out.
"I don't know-I don't know. Days ago, he ca and took millennia of resources away.
He seems to be preparing for a cultivation regression back to the Lord Realm in order to fix a deficit in his Foundation. Sothing... sothing about a Title Stele..."
Ryu's eyes narrowed.
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