The Gods Supremacy.

CHAPTER 4. Remnant realm of a forgotten race.

Scott became intrigued.

He thought of his brothers hatred, betrayal and evil scheme.

He also thought of his adoptive father‘s kindness and love.

All this, a mix feelings of emotion rushing through his head.

Now that, he had a second chance at life, at revenge, and redemption.

There was absolutely nothing that would hinder him this time.

His eyes suddenly narrowed with a hint of something unusual.

A slight smile crept into his face.

“When do we begin?” Scott said calmly.

“We could start now if you wish!”

“Then what‘re we waiting for?”

Swish..

A void spatial portal suddenly appeared.

A dark energy shimmering from it.

“What‘s this!” He asked.

“It‘s a portal.”

Scott received a reply.

Which he then nodded, and then took a deep breath, stepping into the portal.

He felt a sudden rush of phenomenal pull.

Like he was being pull apart and fixed at the same time.

..

Swish..

Scott figure suddenly materialized from scattered pieces to complete form.

He felt like, he had been thorned apart a thousand times.

Finally, he opened his eyes and found himself in a large open forest, surrounded by ancient tall trees.

He frowned and looked around.

He was all alone.

The air was deadly silent.

“It seem, this wouldn’t be as simple as I anticipate.”

“However, the curse of today is the effect of Tomorrow. I‘ll have to go through with it.”

He knew what was at stake.

But as he walked further.

He sensed something strange in the atmosphere.

Like he was being locked on by a ferocious beast.

“Master, this is a remnant realm of a forgotten race. If you can manage to kill your way through and broaden your horizon. You‘ll fully awake the ancient bloodline in you.”

“Okay, so who am I killing?” Scott clenched his fist and grinned.

A probing peer of beast-like eyes gazes down at him.

Alas, the peer of eyes stepped out of the dark.

Scott frowned.

“What kind of beast is this..”

“This is a beast, from the Primitive Races. Known as Grogotri. They‘re known for their stealth and fierceness. An are very unpredictable.”

“But this one seem to be at the Mid Establishing realm.”

“Just the Establishing realm.. that’s not enough to threaten me.”

Scott clenched his fist tightly, and held a fighting stance.

“C’mon, you think you can scare me! Let see who have the strongest fist.”

Scott also release a cultivation of Early Stage Foundation Establishment.

The Grogotri beast gnawed down ferociously and growled wildly.

Suddenly, numerous peers of eyes appeared behind it.

“I forgot to tell you. They move in pack.”

“What.. and you only remember to tell me this.. now! You must be kidding me.”

Scott became alert of his surrounding.

He was totally surrounded by Grogotri beast, and each one was either at the Early or middle stage establishing realm.

“Damnit.. this is clearly an act of bullying.”

Scott stood fearlessly amidst the terrifying beast.

“Let do this, c’mon..”

He shouted with a will of fighting spirit.

The Grogotri beast were also fired up.

They pounced dangerously at Scott.

...

Meanwhile in the Chamber of the Phantoms.

“The, master.. What do you all think about him?” Golden Phantom calmly spoke.

It’s words was full of expectancy and secretly calculating.

“I can’t place it, but I feel we‘ve to study him more, to know what we are up against!” Said the Black Phantom.

Green Phantom frowned..

“Is there something else about him?” Green Phantom couldn’t help but asked.

“Now that you talk about it, I think there’s indeed something strange about him!” Blue Phantom eyes furrowed with an unstable thought.

The Seven Phantom doors rallied over their gazes at Blue Phantom..

They couldn’t help but be curious.

“That’s true, didn’t you do a soul searching on him?” Green Phantom asked.

Hahaha..

“You must be joking. Soul searching! Are you kidding me! If not for the Lord being lenient, I could have been destroyed.”

“But I felt something just by touching the threshold of his soul. I felt a feeling I’ve never felt before. It was terrifying.”

“Of course, it will be terrifying. It‘s the bloodline of the Ancient Races, what do you think?”

“No, that‘s not it. If it was just the Bloodline of the Ancient Races, it’s still terrifyingly acceptable.” Blue Phantom muttered subconsciously as if recalling the ordeal over again.

“But what I felt was far from that..”

Everyone exchanged unusual looks.

“What did you see?” Golden Phantom couldn’t keep his calm any longer.

“I felt not just a Bloodline within him..” Blue Phantom eyes shuddered in fear.

“What do you mean? Are you saying, there are two traces of bloodline?” Green Phantom eyes was wide opened.

“Two.. not really.”

“If my analysis are wright, I think there are more than just two or three. There might be a system of bloodline.” Blue Phantom analysed.

Everyone of them was shocked, terrified.

How can this be possible.

It goes against everything they knew.

Multiple bloodlines in one body.

This is clearly unheard of, and terrifying to think of.

...

However, in the fallen realm of the Primitive Races.

In the forest of Oaki.

Scott in the meantime had defeated dozens of Grogotri beast.

He punched and kicked out the last beast.

A tier 3 level beast of the Foundation Establishing realm.

Was killed just like that!

Scott spread out his hands, as if welcoming a friendly embrace.

Swish, Swish, Swish..

The beast cores in shapes of miniature red glowing balls, flew out of the fallen beasts..

Suspended in midair.

Dancing flawlessly.

“Come..” Scott slowly spoke.

And in the next moment.

Whoosh, Whoosh, Whoosh!

The suspended beast cores all came rushing at Scott.

Their light glowed powerfully, some even carried a glint of Red and green glow.

Thump!

They all escaped into Scott body in a frequent manner.

Scott, felt it.

The feeling of resonating.

The reviver of the Ancient Races Bloodline.

This was the basic set-up for Ancient combat. Harnessing power by absorbing the core of beast.

Only exclusive to the Ancient Races.

Scott, wasn’t just adapting to the world, he was also evolving with every bloodshed.

Both day and night wasn’t easy for him.

Beast locked everywhere, everytime.

With his fist alone, he fought his way through hundreds.

He led a path of terrible blood path.

He fought until he was extremely exhausted.

Hundred years passed in the blinks of an eye in the Primitive Races realm.

Yet he never for once gave up.

He knew what his aim was.

He knew, to become stronger, he had to earn it the hard way.

Every seconds in the realm was a fight of life and death.

To become somebody in life, he‘ll have to be both persistence and stubbornly driven to be able to break through the shackles of life.

And this, was his own shackles to overcome.

Scott fought his way, and a forged a path through ; thorns,twist, danger and bloodshed.

He was scared all over with bruises and bloodstained.

His exusted breath panting heavily can be clearly heard.

He had almost wiped out all beast in the Primitive Races realm.

Leaving just one beast, standing on his way!

The Korgadian beast.

A beast born of warfare.

Highly intelligent.

And are highly skilled in tactical schemes.

It appeared to be the last beast standing.

And was the strongest of them all.

A Rank five beast. Also known for their skills in survival and hunting.

It power, equivalent to martial artists at the Origin core realm.