Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God



And yet, he had no choice. He was under no delusions that he could end this fight quickly. If he rushed against dao experts, his only path remaining would be death.

'Go.'

The two sentinels surged forward. Under the maneuvering of the King Seahorses, their speed was many times what Dyon's opponents could muster. In addition, the multiplied density was negated for them. Alone, the seahorses could never duplicate such fine-tuned control. Only under Dyon's guidance could they.

That was right. It seemed that Dyon only had to control two things, but in reality, he was orchestrating every fine detail within several dozen miles.

The four King blue whales were positioned in the four cardinal directions. The two King jellyfish had once more hidden within their Beast Spaces at locations Dyon had already shifted thanks to his telekenisis-like abilities after entering the celestial realm. And, finally, the eight King seahorses were located far above their heads, in fact, they were several miles above their heads.

"Enemy attack!" Ten roared.

After the shimmering lights of the moon and star jade were repressed, the sentinels began to resemble a very familiar obsidian-like metal. In the dark oceans below, they were the worst kind of enemy to face!

"There are only two of them." Twelve supplemented. He was from a Clan of transcendent grade sonar birds. As such, his Perception was the highest among all of them.

Perception was an ability Dyon learned during his first trial. It, just like Presence, was a martial art, and as such, relied solely on the body. However, Dyon abandoned it after his soul reawakened. His soul was too powerful for him to care about Perception. But, for these six, it would act as their life saving treasures in this situation.

"Twelve, why haven't you entered your beast form yet?" Fifteen complained. "I might have been lying about how long I can last, but I'm still struggling here. We could use your sonar abilities."

"You fool." Ten growled. "What good is Twelve to use if we can't use silent communication? You expect him to call out and explain the surroundings to us every moment? Speaking isn't anywhere near as quick as silent communication. It'll only be a distraction."

Before the discussion could continue much further, the sentinels had arrived.

"Twelve, Thirteen, Fourteen, protect Fifteen and don't allow her to be agitated. We need her light more than ever. Eleven, with me. We'll handle the one coming for our side."

"This is as good a time as any to tell you that that little brat or someone on his side has high comprehension of music will. Its interfering with my sonar. I wouldn't be of much help regardless." Twelve grumbled.

Under normal circumstances, how could a junior match his comprehension of sounds and waves? But, right now, they were bound from using qi of all kinds. Which means that while Dyon could use his music will, Twelve was bound to his voice alone. Even if he was a dao expert, the winner in such an exchange was obvious.

Of course, Dyon had Ri to thank for this. Without her detailed explanation of the beasts he was facing and their abilities, he would have never been able to react so quickly.

Luckily, Dyon didn't need to use his own music will like the dao expert thought. Actually, it was the King seahorses who were doing the job for him. Who knew that their seemingly useless siren abilities would come in handy in this way?

In that instant, a clash began.

Underwater waves crashed, sending a bewildered Dyon flying. He was absolutely shocked. He was miles away, but a single exchange had hit him with such force from so far away? If it wasn't for his timely control of the King seahorses to dampen the blow, he might have ended up seriously injured in that one instant.

'They're on a completely different level.' Dyon thought to himself seriously. He knew at that moment, he stood not a single chance against a dao expert.

They were restricted to just their bodies, yet they were so powerful.

Resolution colored Dyon's eyes. There was no reason to despair. He was certain that one day, he would be even more powerful. For now, he would rely on schemes to crush them!

'Now. True Saber Qi!'

True Saber Will was one that Dyon used rarely. But, its abilities were exceptional, especially in the hands of a celestial, let alone a dao expert.

The will was capable of gathering up surrounding qi toward itself, powering itself with the atmospheric qi to multiply striking power by several times.

Of course, Dyon wasn't attacking himself. After being fixed to their peak state by the Mending Core, the puppets had gained several abilities. One of these abilities was known as [Synchronize]. It allowed the puppets to tap into the abilities of their owner and display their understanding of the martial way.

Usually, Dyon's mere intents would mean nothing in the face of dao experts. But, what if those dao experts couldn't use their own wills? And what if Dyon supplemented this will with his Weapon's Pagoda?

In that instant, the blades of the two sentinels gained a massive boost. Dyon brought out a saber spirit to fuse with their weapons. Its ability? [Amplify]. It allowed the puppets to bring Dyon's intent to the strength of a first level dao!

The five battling beasts were forced to fight with their bare hands while protecting Fifteen, meeting the first dao level will with shaking spirits. If they took out their own weapons to battle, the cold qi would just latch on and penetrate into the bodies even quicker.

"Keep your heads!" Ten roared. "This isn't a true dao. It has close to the power of one, but it doesn't have the depth or complexity. You're Numbered Warriors of BPA, show these bastards your might!"

Dyon sneered. The more this Ten talked, the less he liked him.

'Since you're all so powerful… I wonder how you'll deal with my Presence?!'

In that moment, Dyon's Emperor grade Presence descended from the skies, crashing into the group of six with wanton abandon.