Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God



'Oh, looks like you survived. You're still screwed though.' The Dragon King's words made one wonder whether he really was a transcendent or not. In fact, what kind of item spirit treated its master like this? As though it was waiting for Dyon to die…

But, the rolling clouds in the sky made it clear that the Dragon King was lying. If it wasn't for the fact Dyon's lips and eyelids were melted close, he would probably be swearing into the air even as the Dragon King took pleasure in his pain.

How could Dyon not know that the Dragon King's true body was probably watching his plight with a massive smile on his face on the immortal plane. Once Dyon died, he would finally be free.

"Lightning Tribulation…" Madeleine said softly to herself. Even she didn't know if she was relieved or scared.

Everyone spoke about Lightning Tribulations as though they were weakest of the three tribulation types, but this was the incorrect way to look at it. What they truly meant was that the lightning tribulations had the lowest average of tribulation power.

Due to the fact lightning tribulations had countless iterations, they not only appeared the most often, but their lower end tribulations weighed the class of tribulation down as a whole. In the end, this resulted in many breathing sighs of relief when a lightning tribulation descended because they had a high likelihood of survival.

Unfortunately for the Ragnor family, this actually became their curse. Because they practiced lightning arts, lightning tribulations were particularly fierce for them. But, this also meant that those who entered the dao realm were particularly powerful as well.

Now that Madeleine sensed a lightning tribulation descending, her heart constricted. Because the truth of the matter was that while the weakest tribulations were in this category of tribulation… So were the strongest!

As though watching a nightmare, Madeleine clenched her chest as she witnessed the once red-gold clouds shift as though they were imitating the colors of the rainbow.

Little Yang and Yin's eyes constricted. "Four Color Lightning Tribulation Clouds!"

When the purgatory flames descended, Little Yang and Yin were worried, but they still believed in Dyon. Even when the mighty bronzed war god doors descended, they breathed a sigh of hope, at least Dyon wouldn't have to move his injured body under these circumstances. But now, even they couldn't rein in their emotions!

The most frequent type of lightning tribulations was the Three - Three Lightning Tribulation. This denoted three strikes separated into three iterations, for a total of nine. The most powerful was the Nine Eighty-One Lightning Tribulation, denoting nine strikes separated into eighty-one trials! There were even talks of a possible Nine One-Hundred-Eight Lightning Tribulation, but this was only speculation…

However, what laymen didn't know was that the basis of what decided the strength of a lightning tribulation wasn't just the number of strikes, but also the grade of the tribulation cloud!

Usually, cultivators only faced One Color Tribulation Clouds. This called upon the weakest yellow lightning to descend… But, Dyon called about the Four Color Tribulation Cloud, allowing for yellow, orange, green and blue lightning to descend!

This wasn't a simple matter of a new flowery color. For every step above, this color change caused a doubling of striking power! While color difference to regular lightning denoted a different path, for tribulation lightning to only denoted one thing: Strength!

Facing a Four Color Tribulation Cloud was like facing a lightning tribulation that had the potential to be as much as 8x more powerful than the tribulation of some facing a One Color Tribulation Cloud!

'Shut up.' Dyon said weakly. 'What am I facing?'

'Looks like Four Color Tribulation Lightning. Considering the size, it's probably a fairly normal Nine Nine Lightning Tribulation, but considering the cloud type, you're as good as dead honestly.' The Dragon King chuckled.

'Oh?' Dyon's words still lagged, but he didn't show much of a reaction. 'This is a pretty good opportunity to replenish a bit of the Lightning Willow mask. It won't be anywhere near its peak strength, but it'll function to hide my identity well.'

'Are you stupid, kid? That old geezer specifically said that the mask could only lessen the strength of a lightning tribulation by 30%. If you're planning on relying on that, you're worse off than I thought.'

Dyon shrugged, 'Maybe so. But I don't plan on dying here. The Heavens can kiss my ass…'

The Dragon King's uproarious laughter filled Dyon's ears, however, Dyon had turned a deaf ear, instead willing the Lightning Willow Mask to appear on his face.

By the time he finally felt a faint connection with it, the first rippling of lightning tore through the air… It was a bright fluorescent green being 4x more powerful than regular lightning.

However, before it even reached Dyon's body, something amazing happened. The faint image of a slumbering bird of incomparable beauty appeared, swallowing the streak of lightning whole. Dyon was completely unaware of what happened…

The Heavens seemed enraged by the result, immediately following up with a blue streak of lightning, 8x more powerful than yellow. But, the result was the same, as though they were being shot into an endless blackhole.

In truth, Dyon's Grand Teacher wasn't wrong. The mask truly was only meant to negate 30% of the abilities of a lightning tribulation. However, this matter changed when the mask was completely depleted.

As things stood now, the Lightning Willow mask was akin to an empty lakebed experiencing its first rainfall in several thousand years. The heavenly liquid fell from the skies, first soaking its dried and cracked exterior, but seeping inward. Afterward, a thick layer of mud was formed before murky waters started to steadily rise. In the end, the dirt would slowly settle, leaving behind clear waters for all to see.

Still, if this explanation was taken, it was far too shallow and empty. The truth of the matter stood within the fact that the Lightning Willow's Item Spirit had awoken!

What was the point of an item spirit? Why was it that only the most powerful treasures seemed to have them? Dyon's demon sage tower, a treasure from the immortal plane, and the Dragon King. Both were items that seemed to exist outside the bounds of the mortal plane, neither of which were truly meant to be here.