Ryu exhaled a breath that spread across the world. When he breathed, the mountain to his back trembled along with him.
The State of Natural Breath.
The Shrine Mountain came to life. It was no longer just a projection, but it soared into the world as though the real thing was here.
A loop formed between Ryu and the world around him and then back again.
As with all things, there was a balance to be struck. He had learned long ago that being immature to the point that he wanted to abandon the Heavens entirely was the epitome of foolishness.
Cultivation was the process of taking from the Heavens… but that didn't mean that you had to abandon the Heavens entirely.
At that moment, Ryu felt like he had when he first took a seat on the Prayer Mat.
The world whispered into his ears and he found that his Focus Qi was being quickly drained…
And then replaced with a far more flourishing energy.
