My Descendants Are My Power

George always been the type to shy away from conflict, even during the Druid invasion, preferring to stay behind the scenes.

Perhaps it was due to his unremarkable strength or his inability to contribute directly to the battles.

Besides, someone had to hold down the fort, manage resources during the war, and ensure the family remained united from within.

This was the first time, apart from hearsay, that he witnessed the true extent of his elders' power!

"Are they even human?" Katie gasped, equally stunned.

She was a Developing Skill expert herself and had always believed her talent within this stage was practically unmatched.

Her brother might be an exception; she had only seen him fight once.

He had summoned something akin to ancient god blood, but the technique seemed to come at a heavy price.

It would take him years to recover and utilize it again without suffering severe repercussions.

She had considered her brother to be the most gifted Developing Skill expert, but now...

Just look at them!

The seven great-grandfathers fought with a complete disregard for death.

Their bodies were covered in mystical runes, and their attacks were a terrifying blend of unorthodox techniques, dark magic reminiscent of Rogue cultivators, and their own monstrous transformations.

They were more formidable than any physical cultivator Katie had ever seen, even surpassing Aunt Donna in raw strength!

They threw themselves at the barrier within the formation, dying again and again, yet their deaths were strangely tactical, a testament to their experience in countless battles.

Her three grandfathers were no less impressive.

Witnessing the spirits of countless predecessors emerge from George, Katie finally understood why she had four spectral grandmothers residing within her own soul sea since birth.

They had guided her cultivation, protected her from harm, and only departed after she reached the Developing Skill stage, mentioning something about old friends and an intriguing endeavor...

And Justin, the grandfather everyone dismissed as a reckless fool... he was anything but!

The intricate barrier surrounding them, faintly etched with what appeared to be scale patterns, mirrored the markings on Justin's own shell-like back.

The thirty or so formations floating in the sky were undoubtedly his doing.

He was... a master formation expert, specializing in defense!

Perhaps that explained his daredevil personality.

Finally, there was William.

"Hahaha! Neil, look who we have here! Recognize this fine young man?"

"If I haven't mistaken my captive, this would be the most promising talent from your lineage, the one destined to inherit your mantle, perhaps even surpass you."

"Tsk, tsk, capturing him was quite the ordeal. A clever one, he is, not unlike yourself."

"Don't glare at me like that. I know you'd love to kill me right now, but alas, you have your own problems to worry about. Why do you think he hasn't begged for mercy? Oh, that's right, I ripped out his Developing Skill. No use for a tongue without the power to back it up."

"Don't worry, I won't kill him. Have you ever tasted living flesh? Meat carved straight from a living being? Just a snap after it's cut, still twitching. It squirms in your mouth, desperate to escape. Let me demonstrate..."

"..."

Every word was a vicious attack on Neil's composure, shattering her already fragile facade.

Katie fought back the urge to vomit, but she couldn't help but notice the Parker family's Rising Star.

He hadn't dared to make a move since their arrival.

Rumor had it he possessed a trump card capable of rivaling a Competent Force expert, but...

Katie recalled William disappearing for an hour yesterday, presumably to capture this very individual.

He had returned completely unscathed!

A peak Developing Skill expert capturing a Psychic with a Competent Force-level trump card...

Katie couldn't even begin to comprehend how William had pulled it off.

And then there was Grandma Jessica.

The blood-red lunar halo behind her had solidified into a domain, radiating an aura of pure killing intent.

How many lives had she taken to cultivate such a terrifying presence?

The murderous aura was palpable, and every time Neil attempted to escape, Jessica's lunar halo would shift, sending the Fortune Sanctum elder scrambling back as if she had seen a ghost.

Katie could have sworn she heard Neil mutter something about "Basic Mastery aura."

"Are they even human?" she murmured again, her hand instinctively reaching for the Sparkly Unicorn Bow strapped to her back.

"When will I ever be as strong as them?"

They weren't the only ones in awe.

Even Ethan was stunned.

It had been years since he had witnessed such a display of power from his family, Jessica aside.

The Blackwood's third generation was usually kept out of sight, and George and his companions were notorious for their wild streaks.

Those three couldn't resist a good, old-fashioned adventure.

Especially the Blackwood's third generation.

"They're taking this seriously."

The last time he had seen these seven fight with such ferocity was during their initial descent into madness.

Their newfound immortality had made them complacent, but now, united, they were holding back Neil with their relentless assault and uncanny resilience!

It was a testament to the power they had gained from the Druid bones.

[Your descendants, the Blackwood's third generation, have integrated Druid bones, acquiring a portion of Druid blood.

The fusion of human, demonic, and Druidic essence has triggered an extraordinary transformation, granting them the trait: Mutation.]

[Due to their Lord of Frenzied Blood trait, their physical regeneration has been greatly enhanced!

Their bodies, previously locked in their demonically transformed states, have begun to evolve after fusing with the Druid bones.

The extent of their evolution depends on the strength of the Druid bones they have absorbed.

They can now cultivate spells and Rogue cultivator magic formulas.]

[Your descendant, Thomas, has gained 'Dragon Wings,' granting him the ability to teleport within a 100-meter radius.]

[Anthony has gained 'Heaven's Eye,' allowing him to perceive an opponent's weaknesses and predict their next attack.]

[Linda has gained 'Six Arms.' She has lost her psychic powers, but her strength, defense, and speed have tripled...

Kevin has gained 'Frenzied Dance,' his tentacles now rivaling low-grade ability weapons...

Paul has gained 'Lethal Touch.' Any Psychic below peak Developing Skill touched by his horns will die within seven days...

Curtis has gained 'Inverse Scale,' reflecting damage back at his attacker...

Andrew has gained 'Giant,' granting him the ability to increase his size.]

They had essentially gained innate abilities, and these abilities would only grow stronger with time!

The only downside was that their cultivation speed would be hindered.

Druids had lifespans ten times longer than humans but cultivated at a much slower rate.

The Blackwood's third generation would now face a similar challenge in their pursuit of power.

It seemed even fate believed in balance, offering a toilet but taking away the toilet paper.