As soon as the change in the heavens returned to normal Ryuk found himself in an absurd state of comprehension. He took a deep breath as all sorts of anxiety, fear and despair rattled furiously.
Ryuk pulled on the tight bow string causing a very comfortable ring to enter Ryuks head and to cancel the demons in his heart. Ryuk closed his eyes tightly and then he forcefully pushed all those ugly feelings into the bow, causing a grey and vile arrow to form. Ryuk pulled back screaming aloud. This was a simple arrow shot, but the strength in it was too great. The arrow imploded and the bow shattered as a blinding light flew across the horizon.
Ryuk sat on the ground heaving heavily and gulping big puffs of air.
That arrow seemed to contain all his demons and fears, removing themselves from his spirit bringing him to his most true form.
Ryuk looked up at shadow king and smiled. Yet this smile was different. Yes Ryuk was still his all encompassing beautiful self, with all the masculinity and charm of a man, but also that sleek sharpness of a woman's beauty. Furthermore this was all accentuated by his demonic looks with his eyes and smile naturally bringing a demonic grin. Yet that was a great oversimplification of Ryuks beauty. Other beauties could capture one's heart, but it was just physics looks. Ryuk's Beauty was his looks, his soul and every part of him, furthermore it wasn't something fickle. Ryuk was the most beautiful person in existence and that wasn't a lie. Yet now that smile seemed to be as innocent as a childs, gentle and heart rending. Wishing for even one's enemies to awe and wish to take care of it from the bottom of their hearts. This wasn't charm or trickery, but simply Ryuks attitude rid of his fears and pains.
Ryuk's body, soul everything when he defied the universe had been forged to become the absolute supreme no matter what he did. Yet after his Devil birth that fact was enhanced. Ryuk could be considered one of the highest organisms in all of existence. His mere presence is a cheat code. Yet that wasn't all Ryuks every action had to carry upon that unaccepting dominance. Ryuk could never be lesser in any form in what he did as he was considered the Universes equal.
Yet if one could see Ryuks luck they would it turning from a bright golden light that seemed to blind all with it's resplendence, to in the next moment the darkest shade of black comparable to the blackest night.
Shadow king stuttered, but returned to normal fairly quickly. As one Cultivated one's mind became more focused. Unless one wasn't doing a task or his mind was in turmoil even a treasure unless supreme quality wouldn't cause a beat in their hearts. That's why although Ryuk was the love interest of everyone in the Imperial sect and had numerous fan clubs and devoted fan girls and boys none really bothered him too much.
Shadow king wished to stop as he believed only one type of weapon was destined for one person, yet...
Ryuk picked up a Scythe and a reaction even more fearsome comparative to the bow rang out. If the previous image was showy or elaborative, this was the opposite. It was a still coldness and fierceness that could cause one's bones to creak. It was the type of illusionary strength one would need to simply look at someone and kill. It was of dominance and overpowering novelty. The Scythe shone brilliantly covering the land and a loud buzz could be heard. It was as if the entire universe was shattering into nihility, yet this was all an illusion or perhaps... a prophecy.
Ryuk opened his eyes and unlike before his entire self seemed deeper and more content.
He slid the Scythe around his arms from left to right. The long pile hung above his hand like a guard, the long blade like an extension on his hand. He shot his hand down with almost no strength. As the scythe touched the ground, the lone drunkard mountain shattered.
The large and innumerable aged mountain broke down and began to fall, yet Ryuks eyes weren't focused on that. He bounced from rock to rock, reaching a absurd height. He spun and the scythe seemed to curve as if grasping the moon.
The pieces of rock that came from Lone drunkard mountain turned to dust not from the impact, but rather only the outside remained solid the inside hollow.
Shadow king exclaimed, "Scythe one with body. Scythe catching the moon. He's reached such a fast and powerful Scythe play in but a few moments."
Ryuk's eyes were closed, his breath normal, his blood flowing smoothly without obstruction even as he danced in the sky with the scythe.
Ryuk spun around with the scythe and looked far from a mortal.
Ryuk's eyes opened in slits and he seemed to be overflowing with Bloodlust and arrogance.
Slowly using the scythe like a boat under his feet he floated down to the ground and laid down - sleeping.
Shadow king said, "This brat... I heard his sword heart was powerful, but his actual sword play was lacking. Then about now? His sword play is basic, but beautifully profound. Furthermore once he develops Scythe heart it will be like adding wings to a tiger. Yet this is also good... my main school of martial arts is the scythe as well. I would have taught him the sword and bow, but to be honest even elders are better than me at them."
He then looked at Lone drunkard mountain and sighed, "Ah, a mountain that's been present since ancient times broken by a snot nosed brat. The ancestor scholars would rise out of their graves and beat this brat. Hm? Is that a wine gourd."
In the central part of Lone drunkard mountain stood a green gourd and even closed the wisps of fine wine swept outwards with the wind. Shadow king picked it up and remarked, "My this is a high level sky grade spiritual weapon and it even has a sleeping soul. How did this... There are two answers. First this is the Lone Drunkards gourd and over the years it's gathered spiritual energy and eventually become a spiritual weapon, furthermore the malevolent yin spirit of the Lone drunkard after his years of carrying it around eventually developed into a Yin soul which now resides in it, or an Immortal heard the story and paid respects in this way. Hm..."
Suddenly Shadow kings eyes opened wide and he said with a slight fearful voice, "Blood storm?! How is this... How unlucky can I be!"
Yet Ryuk who was lying down comfortably as if sleeping suddenly awoke and sat straight up as if he was a dog.
He made loud sniffing sounds and looked at the newly emerged Blood moon and hungering blood clouds. As his eyes made contact with that vile and malevolent cloud of blood ravaging like a sandstorm, his mouth began to leak saliva and his eyes became bloodshot.
Ryuk quickly turned into his Devil form and sped forward like a little dog towards the storm screaming excitedly.
...
A blood storm was a mysterious aspect of the heavens and the earth. It was basically when nature inversed, it was considered an omen. Sometimes the sun beams a black color and the essence of death and other negatives are more intense. Sometimes the moon turns red and beasts become violent and even those tamed kill their masters. Sometimes their is a snow storm that causes people numerous diseases. Similarily a blood storm was when a area of war or intensive bloodshed begins to fill on Yin essence and forms a large and malevolent Yin ghost comprising of the resentment of the dead and the powerful blood of Cultivators.
It was extremely corrosive on the body and soul and even those who practiced blood arts could only use the remaining drops of blood randomly on the ground.
It was the type of thing even strong people wouldn't like to meet. Most times people focus of one part of their selves like the soul, body or bloodline. A blood storm attacks every part so if your lacking in one part the others will be damaged and even if you manage to stand against it, it will negatively impact your body.
Yet Ryuk rushed in as if he saw the most beautiful fairy.
A large celestial like figure wrapped in white silk and having six wings one blue color wrapped in flames another brown having a sense of containing everything.
It had hollowed out eyes and looked without a gender. Atop it's head was a white hat held up.
It raised it's hands and the large clouds of bloods dug into it's form and made it's way to Ryuk as pure nourishment.
The Yin energy slowly diffused into his blood and his Yin Ape bloodline slowly broke it down forming a new extreme. It began to circulate faster and faster, becoming more and more condensed and on Ryuks face his devilish charm became more apparent, but in the law of Yin and Yang, when facing one extreme the extreme of the other follows. Ryuks ordinary Yang bloodline began to similarly compress and purify. Ryuk's muscles began to vibrate and his bones seemed to moan in pleasure. Ryuk seemed to be glowing from the eyes of others as if he was the incarnation of the Sun, but possesesed the control of the Moon refining his dominant aura into something sharper.
Shadow king was too shocked from the wine gourd to the blood storm to see Ryuk rush in, but once he did he lost his mind and was preparing to enter the storm. Yet suddenly the large clouds shrank and the eerie glow of Yin distilled.
...
Suddenly in the Blood cloud and ethereal figure wearing an orange Kasaya, with numerous rosary beads hanging off his thin body. Atop his shaven head were six incense burns and a kind smile on his face.
The Buddhist monk opened it's mouth, "Amitābha patron. This poor monk asks patron to allow this one to be left. This is one of my many trials to understand the Dharma. I kindly ask sir to leave my clouds of the demon Buddha."
Ryuk looked and said, "Amitābha. Yes, yes, I will leave monk alone."
Ryuk turned, but from the slit of his armpit a scythe light beamed and cut the monk and Ryuk roared, "You fucking bald donkey, if you want to lie make a better one. A Buddhist monk? With such a Yin presence? Bah! You do know that Buddhists are the enemies of Yin spirits."
The Buddhist priest was cut in half yet it's top half talked normally, "Wow. I'm only a few ten thousands of years old, how would I know this little brother. Ai, I really should talk with Blood father and ask senior brothers and sisters. Little Yan really needs knowledge otherwise I might really die."
Ryuk snickered, "Few ten thousands of years old and dares to call himself little! The Buddha would shed tears of blood to know this blasphemy! Furthermore why are you talking like a little girl when you are in the form of man!"
Ryuks ring buzzed and Black said, "Brother can I eat him please."
Ryuk nodded and Black came out of the ring.
Black held two palms onto his chest in a diamond shape and said loudly, "Heaven devouring mantra!"
Suddenly a huge suction came from Blacks hands and a weird vortex formed and sucked the Yin soul.
The Yin souls loud screech could makes one faint.
Black laughed happily, "Suprisingly a new born ghost in this desolate land actually has a regressed slightly to It's origins. It had a chance to become a Banshee, too bad you met this young master! Haha!"
The suction from Blacks hand sped up and the Yin soul was devoured.
Suddenly with an boom the blood in the air settled begining a blood rain. Black's eyes had two black and white spirals as if an endless void. He rubbed his belly exaggeratedly and said, "Really such a good meal, I must thank my good brother."
Ryuk nodded gently and began to absorb all the blood storing more and more blood essence for the future."
Black asked, "Is the poison in your blood gonna do anything bad?"
Ryuk shook his head and said, "Of the seven Primordial poisons I have formed traces of Disease, Vice and war. So I can restrain most evils and poisons."
Ryuk and Black had become true brothers and thus Ryuk had no need to hide his power.
Black nodded exasperatedly as if defeated.