Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God



Having grasped the situation once more, God Goldeen's confidence skyrocketed. If they killed everyone but Yandevere, that would solve all their problems at once. Plus, adding atop the fact that Ancestor's goal will finally be completed this time, our Golden Crow Sect will conquer the entirety of our 4th quadrant and catapult to the ranks of comet grade sects! At that point in time, the Big 3 Quadrants of our tower quadrants will become the Big 4!

The choice everyone there made was obvious.

With the heat bearing down on them from all sides, with the reddened skies looking as though they had been plunged through the gates of hell, with a pseudo-dao flame sprite being born just dozens of meters from them… There was too much. Even for True God Sacharro, it was too much.

Those here were certain that had Dyon not hidden away the Flaming Lily Sect disciples, they too would have stepped out to stand against him. Such was the way of the martial world.

Through gritted teeth, the Legatees of the Fiery Lotus and Flame Rebirth Sects nodded in agreement along with the protectors of Blythe. Instantly, the situation not only reverted to what it had been when Dyon first arrived, it was worse by several levels.

'This world has certain rules…' Dyon said calmly to himself, ignoring what was happening around him. 'The only way for a world to maintain its Law is for it to have rules. This Lord Creator has already broken his own rules by applying this suppressive effect to us, which means that he's definitely suffered backlash. This means that the consequences of doing this versus allowing those without keys into this third phase castle are comparatively less… I can use this…'

Even though various gazes fell on Dyon, trying to see what his reaction would be to their flip-flopping betrayals, they were disappointed to find that they couldn't read anything by his expression. He continued to stare at them as though he was looking at lower lifeforms.

"Kill him." God Goldeen said with a darkened expression.

The various former peak celestials felt their suppression dissipate. In the end, they all surged forward together. The only one who didn't take a single step was True God Tatsuya.

Dyon's hand pulled Madeleine's shoulder back, keeping the best babies to his back as well. With a thought, he surged forward, his size booming to over 20 meters tall.

"[Titan Emperor's Will Act One: Stage Three]."

The pressure on Dyon's beyond reached astronomical levels. He had yet to reach the realm of perfection in any one of the first three stages, making him more unstable. This was why his size still shot up drastically. However, to make matters worse, his power wasn't anywhere near the same level as the last time he made use of this technique. The 80 times multiplier was too much to handle for extended periods of time, yet he did so anyway.

What did he come to do? Not only was he here to gain resources, he was here to set a Bloody Precedent!

When he walked out of this mystical world, everyone would come to know that there was no surer bet than Dyon Sacharro. No matter the odds, no matter what it seemed like, even when he was stuck in the jaws of defeat, he would win!

Dyon initiative shook his seven attackers. Just when they thought that this was practically over with the seven of them attacking together, the situation changed once more. It was then they realized… The world's suppressive effect was useless on him!

The cocking back of Dyon's fist seemed to encapsulate their whole world. It was the center and they were merely the ants that stood on the outskirts.

How dare mere first order celestials stand before his might? Even if he hadn't used Titan Emperor's Will, their only fate was death!

"[Vanishing Fists]…"

The laws of momentum twisted and contorted, a massive spatial half-step dao array appearing behind Dyon.

His fist shot forward with blinding lights. Seven streaks of power. Seven reapers of life. Seven vicious, unfeeling gods of death, rained upon the peak celestials.

At first, they looked down at their chests. It felt that they hadn't been hit by anything… Other than the small pin sized hole above their hearts that barely leaked any blood, they looked no different.

But, that was when space distorted. Seven black holes seemed to suck everything in their path in. Before they could react, their eyes went white, unable to feel or hear anything… The only thing that remained were seven bloody holes the perfect size of their hearts and seven lifeless corpses.

A scorching heat escaped Dyon's lips as his body shrunk to its original size. The breath was so fiery that even the gradually growing temperature was overshadowed in an instant. For Dyon to generate so much heat, it can be imagined just how much pressure his body had just been under. Yet, he seemed perfectly healthy aside from a slightly paled face.

The differences between the four realms of celestials were vast. However, so was an 80 times multiplier in strength. With Titan Emperor's Will, Dyon can instantly this gap and rely on absolute power to defeat anyone of the peak celestial realm below the 4th order in a single attack.

'I've been relying on my comprehension of titan will to forcibly enter and use Titan Emperor's Will, but that places too much stress on my body.' Dyon thought seriously.

Before, when he used Demon Emperor's Will, the multiplier wasn't exaggerated enough for him to suffer any great loss, so he wantonly used the technique even without perfecting it. But now, the effects of Titan Emperor's Will were too strong. Not only did it multiply his body's strength, it did the same for his energy. With the increase in Dyon's strength recently, this multiplier became even more difficult to handle without reaching perfection.

When Dyon's body only weighed 10 000 jin, he had so much room for improvement within the bronze silk realm that he could sustain the first act easily. However, now that he had reached 100 000 000 jin, multiplying his strength placed him outside the bounds of what the bronze silk realm could handle. Any simple math could tell you that considering the upper limit of the bronze silk realm was one billion jin.

The good news was that Dyon's body was so tyrannical that he could withstand this pressure for a split second. Using it to catch seven opponents off guard and defeat them all at once was more than worth it.

The remaining geniuses couldn't believe what they had just seen. Did a saint really just defeat 7 peak celestials? Their bodies were hardly intact anymore!

Seven celestials slowly fell from the air, shock still apparent on their faces. The entire left sides of their chest were obliterated. If not for the small portions of flesh that remained on the right, their bodies would have been split in two.

After a moment, a deep chuckle sounded. Everyone looked over to see True God Tatsuya shimmering out of existence.

"You all underestimate True Gods too much. I stayed just to see whether this True God Sacharro who had hidden so long was worthy of my attention. It turns out that I've long since been surpassed. Good, I'll follow Falkor's lead and leave first."