Idiot
Ryker flicked his wrist and the blood that had coated him was flung into the surroundings, suddenly leaving him spotless and without the slightest hint of a blemish.
He took a step forward and his Founding Dao flourished. Suddenly, under the astonished gazes of all those present, he rose into the skies as though he was stepping upon Heaven's staircase. His white and sky blue robes fluttered in the wind, moving with his whipping hair.
This scene had far more impact on those watching than even Ryu could have guessed.
This was the Ninth Heaven. The skies were the Domain of the Dao Gods. There was simply no other individuals who could complete this feat, and those with the right to witness such a thing could like be counted on both one's hands.