Mental Realm Sky God
Pierthorn was completely taken off guard by the sudden raging tide of qi. At first he thought that his patience had paid off and that Ryu was just a fool who couldn't control his own cultivation energy properly. But very soon, that thought was through to the back of his head as he spotted Ryu high in the skies, standing up a great swordstaff with his bow drawn into a full moon.
Even from here, he could feel the coldness emitting from Ryu. He was actually… enraged?
Pierthorn was so stunned, and then suddenly furious himself, that he laughed. A World Sea Realm expert dared to be angry with him? Dared to show discomfort and dislike toward the situation of losing to him? Who did he think he was?
PAK!
The release of Ryu's arrow interrupted Pierthorn's thoughts. The arrow was akin to a roaring wave, the snap of the string like a pop of a bubble holding back all of its seething power.