Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God



As for himself, he was already a middle celestial. Even if he was just of the third order, such a gap was too large to bridge even for an exceptional genius. Who did Dyon think he was speaking to him in this way. However, he forced himself to calm down. Even if Dyon acted this way, he didn't dare to kill Dyon. His only role was to slow his progress enough to miss the world's opening. While he and his companions could kill almost anyone else, Dyon and Madeleine were untouchable.

"Then I won't speak nonsense anymore. Your request is impossible for me to fulfill. Please think about your wife's fellow disciples. Even if your can somehow pass me, we won't allow them to do so."

For Dyon, understanding this was simple. This fool must think that Dyon only understood his immediately surroundings, but wasn't this barrier a mere hundred kilometers in range? For a normal celestial, covering this area with their divine sense was impossible, this was because most of them only had the range of a few kilometers at most, with the best having a few dozen. It was for this reason that he had no idea that Dyon had a full grasp of the situation.

"Two." Dyon responded just as blandly.

It wasn't a surprise to him that those of the Golden Crow Sect had surpassed them. After all, their golden flames weren't just for show.

Much like the Aumen family, their flames had slight sovereign characteristics. This gave them the ability to more easily control other flames. In an environment that required them to deal with excessive flames like this, they were practically right at home.

"If you insist on being unreasonable, then don't blame me for being impolite!" The Goldeen Clan disciple finally lost his temper. Even if he couldn't kill Dyon, could he just break a few of his limbs?! Even if he wanted revenge later, what could he do? There were trillions of people to a given universe. How would he find him? And even if he did, what would he do? Attack their sect? What a joke.

"One." Dyon's eyes snapped opened, locking onto twelve Gold Crow Sect disciples. In an instant, they felt a Presence the likes of which they had never felt before lock onto them. They were mere lackies… How could they have a treasure capable of blocking Emperor level Presence?!

"No…" Their voices were faint. It was as though they didn't even dare to speak in Dyon's Presence.

In that moment, a white flame coated Dyon before blasting outward. Not even a second passed before the flames that blocked everyone's visions were eradicated, revealing an open space of several hundred meters.

The Flaming Lily Sect disciples looked around in shock, only to find twelve figures as stiff as statues, unable to move.

Surprisingly, those of the Flaming Lily Sect weren't the only ones Dyon had saved. The three disciples of the Fiery Lotus sect and the two of the Flame Rebirth Sect also stood in shock. It only took a moment for all of their gazes to turn toward Dyon who stood at the center of the purified flames with Madeleine to his side.

The ease with which Dyon dealt with the flames caused those around him to clench their fists in awe. It became clear to them just how seriously, or rather, casually, he had taken a trial they were forced to put their lives on the line for. Maybe his words about keeping them all safe weren't empty.

Of the Flaming Lily Sect disciples, the only ones not here were Yandevere and Sabona who had long since gone ahead. Of course, Madeleine could have followed them, but she stayed behind to be with Dyon. She knew that if she went on ahead, Dyon would forget about his training for her sake, and that was something she didn't want to happen.

This aside, it didn't take long for those around to understand just what was happening.

The ample chests of the Fire Bird Sisters raise and fell in anger. As for the Gaia Princes, their anger was no less furious. Their sects had already taken such a massive hit due to the Golden Crow Sect and now they had done such a thing?!

The truth was that as peak celestials, they could have charged ahead long ago. The only reason they stayed back was specifically because they didn't want to stir any trouble. Who would have thought that things would end this way anyway?!

Maybe the worst part was that they were only in this situation in large part due to the Goldeen family to begin with. Not only had they lost many of their fellow disciples to their schemes, but their sects were forced to cede massive amounts of their resources to the Flaming Lily Sect. Now, they even wanted to cut off their opportunity to recover some of those losses?!

Dyon sneered inwardly. 'The Golden Crow Sect is definitely taking advantage of the stupidity of the Flaming Lily Sect. Or rather, should I say that they have the luxury to do so because they've long since planted their people to ensure that things will always work out in their favor.'

What would have been the smartest course of action after the Golden Crow Sect betrayed their two allies for the sake of saving face? Wouldn't it have been to take those allies for yourself to back stab the Golden Crow Sect? So… Why had that not happened?

Of course, Dyon believed that it was in part due to true anger. But, if he was correct, he speculated that some hidden members of their upper echelon egged things on in that direction. Those individuals guaranteed that while those two lesser sects hated the Golden Crow Sect, they'd also hate the Flaming Lily Sect as well!

Unfortunately for them, their opponent was no longer just the already brainwashed members of the Flaming Lily Sect. Now, they had to deal with Dyon Sacharro.

The Golden Crow Sect hadn't been stupid enough to send their members to stop The Gaia Princes and the Fire Bird Sisters. However, Dyon had made it look like that by clearing away the flames to reveal everyone.

Maybe if the five of them looked closer, they would have noticed that the dozen disciples sent by God Goldeen were far too weak to deal with them. But, Dyon had no intention of allowing them the time to realize this. Since those two sects had no qualms about participating in oppressing his wife, he'd have no qualms about using them!

Dyon's eyes darkened before flashing with a blinding gold light.

Twelve blood red arrays appeared before him in the next moment, filling the atmosphere with a suffocating killing intent as just as many ruby-red spears slowly inched into existence.

Let alone the dozen disciples facing this attack, even those spectating felt a cold sweat cover their backs and foreheads. They felt as though they had stepped into a world of blood and gore, even the skies above rained with thick, crimson blood.

"Judgement… [Carnage]."

No one noticed the small flickering black flames on the tips of these spears. They were overwhelmed by far too much fear… In fact, maybe the only one who remained completely nonchalant was Madeleine who was confident that even if her husband dripped with this killing intent, it would never be aimed toward her.

In the next moment, the spears tore through the air, causing blazing rings of fire to erupt in their path. From beginning to end, the twelve disciples didn't even have a chance to speak… Emperor level Presence wasn't something they could fight off… It was almost as though they were pleading for death…

Psuu

Without the ability to protect themselves, the twelve now headless bodies burned to nothing, dissipating into the solar wind.

Dyon looked down at his hand, rotating and clenching it. It seemed that the first iteration of his Judgement technique was no longer that much of a burden for him to use. He wouldn't even imagine making 12 arrays at once before.

"Thank you." Five voices sounded toward Dyon as they lowered their heads to display their sincerity.

Dyon raised his eyebrows before smiling lightly. He hadn't expected such a sincere response. He almost felt bad for manipulating them like this.

"It's no problem, I would have had to get rid of them anyway."

The five of them gave Dyon a deep glance before shooting forward. Since they would face adversity at the back anyway, they'd much rather lose out at the front.

Seeing them disappear so quickly, Dyon shook his head. It was a good thing that those ahead had long since entered the Mystical World, or else they might start raising questions about why they hadn't been stopped a second time.

Looking around to see that everyone was fine, Dyon nodded. "Good. Let's go. It seems that not enough individuals understand how I operate... I guess I only have myself to blame for staying out of the spotlight for so long… A precedent of blood needs to be set."

Dyon waved his hands, enveloping the disciples in flames of white before charging forward, the thought of murder prevalent in his mind.

**

Across the quadrants, the matters of the Water Mist Sect were slowly escalating.

At the moment, Ri sat on a hovering stone platform, her beautiful white tails resting behind her. It was clear that her beauty had increased to another level entirely, something was partially due to her breaking into the celestial realm, but the other reason relied on her Elvin Queen's Reign constitution awakening to higher and greater levels.

On her shoulders, miniature fairies rested, each with varying expressions, but with undoubtable beauty of their own.