The golden miasma above rattled and boomed, the Heavenly Path's perpetual golden light becoming dark for the first time.
The ground rattled, trees that stretched countless kilometers into the skies swayed, and the very water bodies that did exist in the place formed tsunami-like waves destroying everything in their path.
Ryu's silvery irises glowed with a fierce and undying light, the wound to his chest quickly reforming as the tattoos on his body danced, exuding a radiant light.
To his back, 13 mighty and trembling dark gold rings of qi took form, shaking the world.