Ryu and Eska's appearance was heart shuddering. Let alone the juniors, Sky Gods who had experienced countless years of life couldn't seem to pry their eyes away from Eska. Her every movement carried the imposing air of a Goddess, the majesty of an Empress, the grace of an angel. She seemed to be both a part of Ryu and her own separate existence all at once, the aura of a Sky God who stood at the Transcendent Realm radiating out in every direction.
On the Sixth Heaven, she would already be a nigh untouchable existence. But now, she hung from the arm of a junior without the slightest hint of rejection. And yet, Ryu didn't seem out of place in the slightest. To the shock of the onlookers, it even seemed like he belonged there. His aura wasn't shrouded, it instead seemed to uplift Ryu.
