Fine

Ryu's gaze narrowed. He had entirely ignored the words of the Sky God that had spoken, but the moment he heard such rumbling, his head turned back immediately. That was because he could sense the formations of Dream Mountain being undone one after another. However, this opening was unique in that it wasn't a complete dismantling. Rather, it was as though a winding path was being formed through it all, enough for just a single person to squeeze through at a time, maybe two but only if their shoulders were practically glued together.

Slowly, a powerful aura strolled through the opened path. Although Ryu could feel them through other means, his eyes couldn't find them at all. No matter how hard he looked, his gaze would always be distorted. It was different from the distortion of space and time and definitely affected even his soul itself.

Soon, however, the aura manifested, walking out from the final barrier and appearing.