Next Stage
Ryu stood, facing the sea of lightning. He felt his body brimming with power, but he found it quite incredulous at the same time. His senses told him that his Lightning Qilin blood was only about thirty percent satiated at this point, but he had already surpassed the fifty thousand jin mark by ten thousand! What would happen when he homed in on his other three bloodlines?!
Ryu sighed, beginning to understand more and more about just what Ailsa meant when she painted him as a lucky son of heaven. What right did he had to complain about his lackluster Mental Realm when everything else about him seemed so heaven defying?
'It's time.' Ryu didn't allow himself even an inch of hesitation, the moment he stood from his Seeking Wood tub of blood and Spiritual Roots, placing them within his spatial ring, he surged forward.