Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God



When Dyon turned his senses to the bull-bird, he suddenly felt bad. The leg the bull-bird had used to kick him into the tree back then snapped in two. In fact, the bone still protruded out of what could be considered the heel of that leg. Even worse, it seemed to be infected by some gross, overflowing green-beige puss.

'No wonder her babies are so hungry, she can't hunt with one of her two legs in that state…'

One had to remember that Dyon's body weighed one billion jin back then. Although the bull-bird was powerful and had excellent body refinement cultivation, it wasn't to the point of competing with Dyon's constitution. Although it was strong enough to kick him away with such force, it wasn't strong enough to come away unscathed. It was only now Dyon grasped the overbearing nature of his constitution.

Dyon sighed. 'This is technically my fault, I can't leave it like this. Although her babies are almost as ugly as her, they're still babies.'

With a thought, Dyon tested his spatial will abilities. He found that he could flash about a hundred meters now, down from the almost ten kilometer improvement from in his real world.

'This should be enough. Consider this a thank you for the energy I took from you…' Dyon muttered to himself. If it hadn't been for the bull-bird's energy, he wouldn't have survived Head Void's attack.

Cultivation was all about karma. Although Dyon's strength and comprehension was too low to understand this now, he was still a person who had a hard exterior but a soft disposition. He found it too difficult to ignore the plight of this family, so he took action.

In an instant, his body flickered and he appeared within the hidden den filled with energy stones. He remembered that the first time he saw this place, he was filled with greed. But, now he was just confused about why this bull-bird mother hadn't made use of this energy to help her children.

These energy stones weren't the conventional type from Dyon's home. Instead, they were filled with various types of energies he had taken from the beast dung. The only difference was that they weren't nearly as pure. Dyon estimated that it would take absorbing thousands, if not tens of thousands of one kind to match the equivalent of what the bull-bird had pulled off.

KKKKUUUUAAAAAAHHHHHH!

The moment Dyon appeared, the high-pitched screech of the bull-bird filled his ears.

It tried to stand up and storm toward Dyon, protecting its children to her back, but she stumbled and fell, a pained expression appearing on her large, furless and bull-like face.

The injury to her leg became worse in an instant. The already protruding bone pushing out further as fresh blue blood began to mix in with the foul stench of puss.

Dyon sighed. 'It must be that these creatures aren't intelligent enough to cultivate a method of extracting the energy from these energy stones, so they can only do it by eating other beasts and refining them within their bodies by instinct.'

Suddenly Dyon's brows furrowed. 'Even if these creatures don't understand this method, it has to be the case that some of them do. After all, this mother couldn't have grown so powerful on a whim… Right? Since she ate other beasts with energy to grow powerful, some of them must have more advanced methods of their own.'

Dyon was only partly right. After staying in the den for practically her whole life, the bull-bird had indeed passively absorbed some of the energy of these stones. However, at the same time, there were some more intelligent creatures had learned higher level methods.

When these intelligent creatures gave birth with lesser species, this energy would be passed down. Then, unintelligent creatures like this bull-bird would eat their offspring and thus grow more powerful.

Dyon sucked in a cold breath. 'These higher-level creatures must be the true overlords of this space… This bull-bird is nothing compared to them…'

Thinking about how powerful this bull-bird was, Dyon couldn't help but cringe. It might have injured itself killing him, but think about it in another matter. This bull-bird was actually capable of sending one billion jin flying with a single strike! Even Dyon couldn't do such a thing as matters stood.

Dyon held up his hands, trying to show that he was no harm. With a thought, he extracted some energy he had taken from the beast dung and sent it out as a stream of energy toward the four bull-bird babies.

This projection of energy was something only celestials could do. But, now that Dyon had stepped passed the normal realms of sainthood, he had gained some of the lesser abilities only a celestial would have.

In the next moment, the scrawny babies suddenly puffed up with life. They ran over toward Dyon excitedly, dodging the attempts of their mother to stop them.

Dyon smiled lightly. "It's your turn now."

The bull-bird's large head snapped toward Dyon repeatedly. But the Dyon of back then wasn't the Dyon that was here now. With his current strength, especially since he could move freely now, he didn't fear this bull-bird. Although it was too powerful for him to provoke wantonly, he could retreat freely without being forced into a sorry state.

After dodging the bull-bird's feeble attempts, Dyon soon found the section of its den filled with what would be classified as Holy Energy. This wasn't the same as Holy will, but was rather a name given based on the fact those who chose to cultivate with it were known as Holy Cultivator. They were known for their endless stamina and great recoverability.

With a thought, Dyon drained his meridians of their energy completely, sending it into his inner world. One should note that this wasn't Dyon abandoning his cultivation. In the eyes of others, he still appeared to be a peak saint. It was just that his inner world and his meridians had perfect communication and interchangeability.