My Descendants Are My Power

At this moment, the once frozen Chilling Gorge was breaking apart, its ancient ice shattering and melting.

Rocks tumbled everywhere, and amidst the chaos lay a gigantic red dragon!

Surrounding it were numerous druids.

Dark clouds burst overhead, and the oppressive force from the battle of the Competent Force warriors made the air heavy for miles around.

Protectors from Blackwood, along with Amelia and Nathan from Sky CorpseGary, had arrived, never expecting to encounter a group of druids on a mission, numbering in the thousands!

The Exploding Sky Serpent's heavy eyelids drooped.

It had faced its most perilous trial yet, the dragon's tribulation, despite possessing a top-tier ability weapon and an ideal location for the ordeal.

It had endured the thunder tribulation, which struck in multiples of nine, a total of fifty-four times!

Now, it was utterly drained of strength.

It couldn't even fend off these druids, who seemed as insignificant as ants.

Yet, they couldn't kill it either.

"Donna...Donna..."

The vision of the Exploding Sky Serpent blurred, but it could still see everyone fighting.

Before it, a muscular girl with her hair in a bun stood guard, repeatedly charging at the approaching druids and being forced back each time.

She was battered and bruised, yet she kept surging forward.

"Nobody... is getting past me!!!" Donna yelled, wiping the blood from her mouth, her eyes wild with fury.

She fiercely protected the temple guardian beast behind her, her body growing more robust, her skin turning as hard as ice.

Anyone who dared approach the guardian beast would face her unleashed power!

Five snaps of a finger, and her arm was broken.

Twenty snaps, and she could feel her ribs cracking.

Her internal organs were damaged.

Yet, she staggered on in battle until the sound of a sword chiming signaled a momentary return to her original form.

An elder threw a healing pill into her mouth, and a warm flow revitalized her, mending her injuries as she was carried next to the dragon.

She faintly heard the elder telling her to rest.

Donna wanted to rise, to keep fighting, but she had no strength left.

She remembered her grandfather Daniel asking why she was so determined to cultivate psychic powers.

She had said she didn't want to be bullied anymore.

Now, she realized she didn't want her family to be bullied either.

Powerlessly, she looked up at the sky, recalling scenes from the Thunderfire Demon Cave.

Back then, she and her brother always had their useless younger brother trailing behind, needing help to keep running.

The useless brother, always toyed with by demonic cultivators, was forever the weak link, even among elders.

If she could turn back time, she wished she could return to the past, so her brother wouldn't have to grow up, wouldn't have to become the head of the family.

Over the years, her brother had become withdrawn, no longer daring to face his family, like a true coward.

She didn't believe it; she wanted to prove...

The Exploding Sky Serpent closed its heavy eyes, its blood seeping onto Donna.

Suddenly, Donna stood up, her muscles bulging, her body covered in icy rock, and she charged at the druids once more!

"Great-grandfather, great-grandmother!" Donna roared, "Nicholas always gets back up every time he falls! He's scared of demonic cultivators, but he always bravely approaches them. He tries hard, always trying to keep up with us."

"He's just like me, no matter what happens, he'll stand by our side, even in front of us!"

"Believe me... believe me!!!"

Her roar was fierce, her punch devastating, sending waves of force a hundred meters long, knocking down druids one by one.

High above, Lucas and Amelia frowned, exchanging glances.

They could see this child didn't need to be so battered, yet she seemed driven to prove something, choosing the toughest opponents, venting her frustrations.

Lucas descended again, intending to carry Donna back to the Exploding Sky Serpent, but she grabbed his wrist tightly.

Her eyes were bloodshot, staring straight at him, and though Lucas could tell she was delirious, she still choked out, "Nicholas is not a coward..."

Until she passed out.

In the chilling depths of Gorge, Lucas and Amelia were tidying up the aftermath.

At this moment, the Exploding Sky Serpent and Donna had awoken.

Lucas glanced at Donna, who looked disheartened, and shook his head.

He then turned to Amelia and said, "Sister, the entire druid tribe has been wiped out, but the news of the dragon's ordeal has probably spread. The Exploding Sky Serpent, being of Competent Force, is too risky to bring back home. It might alert the druids to our family's growing strength, spoiling Nicholas's good intentions."

"Take the Exploding Sky Serpent back to the demon lair," he instructed.

Donna's ears perked up from a distance, her gaze sharpening.

Amelia nodded slightly, "With the Demon Lord there, the druids would think twice before causing trouble at the Thunderfire Demon Cave."

Without further ado, Amelia led the Exploding Sky Serpent towards the Thunderfire Demon Cave.

As the dragon departed, it looked back at Donna with a sense of longing.

When it was powerless, it had only seen Donna defending it fiercely, wishing it could treat Donna as its own child.

Lucas, along with Donna and three other clan members, proceeded towards their family estate.

Along the way, Donna couldn't help but ask hesitantly, "Great Uncle, about what you just said..."

Although Donna was hesitant, Lucas understood her meaning.

"Are you talking about Nicholas?" He sighed, "Donna, sometimes being a coward also requires courage. None of us in the family have the bravery he does. We may not accept his choices, but we acknowledge that Nicholas has bought us time to strengthen ourselves, and that's all."

Lucas smiled, "Donna, work hard on cultivating your psychic powers. Nicholas bowing his head means our entire clan bows. But one day, we too will lift our heads and look towards the clear skies."

With no more words, Lucas led Donna and the others back home.

Outside their family estate, there were still many druids.

Lucas casually eliminated a druid who seemed about to question him, before entering the estate.

Upon reaching the Primordial Blood Tree, Lucas's expression darkened.

There, covered in demonic tattoos, Thomas was solemnly telling the family's stories to several children from Jeffrey's line.

The children listened, swallowing their fear.

"Do you know how your great-grandfather's hand was severed? It was your Great Uncle who chopped it off. He had a fierce temper, the most ferocious of his generation. Your great-grandfather merely scolded him once, and suffered greatly for it. And your great-grandmother, she was crippled by him, confined to a wheelchair for life."

"And your other great-grandmother, she dares not return home, always hiding in the Thunderfire Demon Cave, fearing your Great Uncle might sever her limbs."

"He eats children, you know. If you see him, you must run. I had over thirty children, and he's eaten all but two..."

Thomas sighed, his face a picture of tragedy.

Suddenly, he was kicked from behind.

"Who's there? I'm telling a story..."

Thomas turned around, his pupils shrinking, a shadow falling over him.

He saw Lucas, his face dark as coal.

Lucas's breath was heavy, his chest heaving, his voice seething through clenched teeth, "I wondered why the younger ones looked at me as if they'd seen a ghost. For decades, I thought it was my enemies plotting against me from afar, but it was you!"

"You... very clever, aren't you?!"

Lucas advanced menacingly.

Thomas trembled, swallowing hard, his face pale, "Wait... Uncle, we can talk this over..."

Moments later.

Jeffrey's children scattered in terror, screaming for help.

"Help! Uncle's going to kill someone!"

That day.

All the descendants of the Blackwood family looked up as Thomas's screams echoed, and those children who had heard the rumors about Lucas hid away, sealing themselves off in fear.