Not Enough
Ryu's hand gripped down, shattering the face of the 999th Bronze Protector Spirit. After the first hundred, the rest had become even easier to kill as the power of the spirits flooded through him. By this point, his Bronze Aura shone so brightly that it could be mistaken for gold under certain lights, and a blazing pillar of light surrounded him constantly. He could feel without even checking himself that his presence alone could be spotted from dozens of kilometers away through sight alone, if one used the feel of his aura and matched it with their Spiritual Sense, hundreds of kilometers shouldn't be a problem.
By this point, Ryu had already completed the Martial Forms to a standard of the True Martial World. When he used them now, he felt the world reacting just as violently as they once did in Sacrum, the problem was that he still felt that… this wasn't good enough.