The Fifth Heaven felt… weak.
Standing high in the skies, this was the only thought Ryu could have. He didn't even feel the usual restraint of the Heavenly Laws pressing him down, and he wasn't even using his Sword God aura to fly either. Though, he was using a hint of his Cosmos Fog to bend the laws to his will, allowing him to fly as though it was the First Heaven.
He remembered the first time he stepped foot into this land. Even the First Heaven was such a heavy burden on him.
Anyone else would have said that they "didn't expect this" or that "everything had happened too fast", but Ryu only grinned.
This was what his sweat and blood had earned him. He wouldn't diminish his accomplishments with the fake humility of polite society.
"Elizaren!"
His voice boomed, the Sect below quaking.
