The names Ryu spoke all carried mysteries of their own, each one painting the world with a variety of colors as their Fates were tugged upon and their forms were forced into existence.
Ryu himself didn't seem to feel the pain of his body being ripped apart again and again, nor did he seem to care that his Ice Jade Crystal Body was far too weak to hold all of these powerhouse Bone Structures together.
His Ice Jade Crystal Body was a mere Ancestral Grade Bone Structure, while these Bone Structures were an entire eight tiers above it. It simply had no right to become their foundation.
And yet, Ryu indifferently stared down at their discontent, carelessly withstanding their furious rampage through his body, and forcing their Runes to become the Dao Bones that he forged with his own hands.