Ryu's expression turned cold. If someone could become a Sky God twice, it would indeed be a feat maybe never before seen. Becoming one in the first place was so unimaginably difficult, Ryu's perspective on the world shouldn't be seen as a common matter.
The most troublesome part of it all was that if there was a Sky God who could do these things and accomplish these matters… Wouldn't it be the Sky God that had absolute reign over life, death and reincarnation? It almost fit… Too well.
The scent of a plan seemed to form and Ryu could almost feel these invisible hands wrapping around his neck. The feeling only made his gaze grow colder.
In the end, Ryu shook his head. He still hadn't reached a point where he could take this Spiritual Foundation out of himself. And, even if he could, as he progressed through the cultivation levels, it seemed to become more and more an inseparable part of himself.
