Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

Dyon bitterly chuckled. "So that's why you dragged me in here even after I told you I had things to do?"

Clara rolled her eyes. "We could have healed your soul forever ago. Do I look like a prude to you? If you keep leaving me sexually frustrated I'll –"

Dyon grinned, flipping Clara below him. "You'll what?"

Looking into Dyon's piercing hazel eyes, Clara fell into a trance. She had been truly worried about him for the past few days, not to mention missing him dearly. Although she had been with Ri just a few weeks ago, she hadn't seen Dyon in months.

Dyon's eyes slightly glowed as a gentle aurora flame appeared to coat his fingers.

He trailed Clara's jaw, causing her hips to involuntarily tremble.

Dyon's lips sealed hers, flooding her body with a comforting feeling just as The Seal blocked off the view of the spirits in his mind's eye.

With gentle movements, Dyon slowly removed Clara's robes and clothing. It wasn't long before much of her beautiful caramel skin was exposed without a single flaw to be found.

Dyon grinned, lightly grasping Clara's ass. "These hips would really go to waste if I don't put a baby in you."

Clara's face was flush. The aurora flames pouring into her were so comforting that her muscles went completely limp. She couldn't even reply back with a witty comment. In fact, she almost subconsciously nodded as though that was exactly what she wanted Dyon to do.

If she didn't believe Dyon's bragging before, she definitely believed it now. It was almost to the point of it being unfair how aroused she was at that moment.

Dyon slowly removed Clara's undergarments, revealing a breathtaking scene.

His hands slid over her glistening skin, pinching her soft thighs and squeezing her plump breasts.

Clara's breath turned ragged, but her gaze was resentful, as though she despised Dyon for teasing her like he was.

"Imagine threatening your husband," Dyon whispered into Clara's ear as his hand slid between her legs, "Shouldn't you be a little more obedient?"

Dyon's blood boiled. The long her spent teasing Clara, the more his Demon Sage blood threatened to sear his skin to ash.

The heat in the room doubled, then tripled. If it wasn't for the fact both he and Clara had powerful bodies, it would be highly uncomfortable. Instead, they did, making the atmosphere incredibly comfortable.

Clara's hips pulsed to the rhythm of Dyon's hand as she held onto his neck, fiercely pressing her lips against his.

Dyon cradled his wife gently in his arms, focusing his everything on pleasing her.

Originally, Dyon didn't want to take Clara as his third wife. It wasn't because he didn't have feelings for her, but rather because he thought she deserved a man who would be able to give her his everything. He hated not being able to spend every moment of everyday with his wives… He didn't want them to feel abandoned or neglected.

Maybe it was because Dyon felt that he was alone much of his life. He knew how painful that empty feeling was and didn't want those beside him to ever experience it.

Yet, at the same time, he knew that without power he could never keep them by his side. That was why he decisively left the three women he loved most in the world for almost 15 years.

What pained him was that even though he was back now, he still didn't feel that he was powerful enough to walk across the world with them.

It seemed as though challenge after challenge kept weighing down on him, forcing his dreams further and further from him.

Dyon often thought about simply joining a high-profile sect and becoming their Legatee. With such a strong umbrella of protection, wouldn't he be able to live out his life peacefully? Become an arrogant young master without a worry in the world? With his talent, what sect or clan wouldn't drool over the prospect of recruiting him?

Of course, Dyon shared this thought with his wives. They could ignore all responsibility. Maybe if they were lucky, they'd die peacefully before the entity even awoke and leave the problem for someone else to deal with.

One could imagine how that conversation went. Even the calm, goddess-like Madeleine became angry with Dyon, berating him for being too selfish.

It was funny. Technically, the reason Dyon thought of taking this path was for a completely selfless reason. He simply wanted them to never have to miss him again.

Yet, their thinking was the complete opposite. They knew Dyon's personality. How could he be satisfied with lying under someone else's protection? To be restricted by someone else's means? For his life and death to be in the hands of someone other than himself?

In the same way Dyon didn't want his wives to want for anything, it was the same way they didn't want him to. It was truly a twist of fate.

Dyon lowered himself on top of Clara, stroking her cheeks that glowed with a post-climax shine. He smiled genuinely, his eyes filled with care and love.

His tip slowly glided into Clara's pink folds, delicately separating them.

Clara's legs wrapped around Dyon tightly, unwilling to let him go as her soft lips met his.

At that moment, a flood of information connected their minds' eye. For the next few days, if one paid close attention to the Master's Peak, they could faintly see the illusion of a Dragon and Phoenix mating in the skies.

...

A few days later, Dyon sat in bed meditating. His skin was glowing with an indescribable strength. His handsome features even seemed slightly sharper and more perfect.

In an adjacent room, one could faintly see a beauty washing herself in an elegant tub. If Dyon opened his eyes, he'd be able to see her alluring curves cling to the soapy water and a beautiful bird hanging off to the side.

Within Dyon's inner world, he could see the faint outline of 33 more seals forming, giving his Primordial Yang a total of 63, 66 if one included the 3 he shattered before.

It seemed the rules of the dual cultivation technique slightly changed when Dyon gained a second partner. It should have been impossible for Clara to form the first 33 seals until she had the cultivation of a Half-Step Transcendent according to what Dyon understood.

As the Dragon King explained, there were a total of 99 seals available per person. The first 33 represented the mortal plane, while the latter 66 represented portions of the technique the Dragon King didn't have.

If Dyon broke all 33 seals, he would be able to cultivate to the peak dao formation layer. However, he would need 8 more sets of these 33 mortal plane seals to reach the half-step transcendent realm.

According to the technique, a husband and wife are meant to work together to form the seals, and although it was possible for the male to break the seals alone, it was much easier to do so together while dual cultivating.

Clara's seals were able to feed off of Evangeline's already formed 33, making their formation vastly easier. However, because they were built upon such a solid foundation, the first of Clara's seal was even more difficult to break than the last of Evangeline's.

In addition, Clara's seals only contained half the aspects Evangeline's did.

Essentially a seal not only increased cultivation, but also talent. This was why battle prowess was a factor in breaking them.

While Clara's seals had the ability to call down the heavens to infuse both her and Dyon with added talent, her cultivation was too weak to provide the seals with the necessary energy.

From Dyon's understanding, it was this process of filling the seals with energy that improved the female's cultivation.

Dyon and Clara would work together to fill the seals. Clara would receive a boost on the front end, while Dyon would receive his boost when he shattered the seal.

This may seem odd, but it was this rule that balanced the technique. If it wasn't like this, the man would receive too many benefits while the women would hardly receive anything.

Obviously, Evangeline didn't need Dyon to help her infuse energy because she was already a half-step transcendent. This was why her seals were perfect while Clara's were only half complete.

As of now, he and Clara had completed the first three seals partially.

Simply put, among the 33 seals, 11 were for the body, 11 were for the soul, and the last 11 were for energy of whatever path you chose – whether that be conventional, devil or whichever else.

Clara and Dyon only managed to fill less than 1% of the first energy seal. However, they closed in on about 5% of the body seal. As for the soul seal, Dyon's soul talent was very beneficial to Clara, helping her to fill it to 100%. If it wasn't because Clara couldn't take any more because her body was lagging behind her soul, Dyon believed he could fill a percent or so of the second soul seal as well.

However, it was because Clara could manage to withstand filling the first to 100% that had Dyon intrigued by constitutions.

Currently, Clara's soul was mere moments away from breaking into the Celestial stage. In fact, it could do so at any moment. If it wasn't for Dyon using The Seal at a critical time to stop the rest of the energy from overwhelming Clara, it would have happened.

Why did he stop Clara's break through? Because Clara only had a saint body, yet a celestial soul.

When Dyon's soul had to break into the celestial realm, his body almost fell apart. If it wasn't because he had Amphorae with him who also helped his body break into the celestial realm, he would have collapsed into a ball of bloody meat.

So, the question was, how could Clara sustain a celestial soul with a saint body? But Dyon couldn't?

There were two reasons for this that Dyon deduced after speaking with his master.

The first was that Dyon's soul wasn't normal. Nevermind the fact it somehow took the form of a baby, his divine sense alone was enough to shock anyone.

Dyon's divine sense covered an entire half of a planet while still being in the celestial realm! In fact, according to his master, he could double this range without having to break into the dao formation realms. Reason being because he reached the peak celestial level due to outside sources, so his foundation wasn't stable. If he recultivated with his Soul Rend Divine grade technique as he was meant to, his soul would become even more powerful without needing to breakthrough.

This aside, this sort of range should have been impossible for a celestial. For context, Clara's range was only about 10km! Although now it had increased to about 100km, Dyon's was 20 000km!

The difference was too clear. Dyon's soul was special, it was a miracle that it could even be contained in the first place.

The second reason was something that Dyon had been thinking about a lot in recent days: constitutions!

Clara had awakened three constitutions, and although one of them was a heaven grade one, the other two were God grade constitutions. This clearly gave her body more leeway than that of others…

If Dyon wanted to seek these advantages, he'd have to awaken his own.