Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God



Their weapons were crude. As one might imagine, gathering resources in this environment was incredibly difficult. Even Dyon could hardly make a dent in the surrounding trees. It was so difficult that the thought of forging weapons of them was too unrealistic to even think about.

Because of these limitations, their weapons took all sorts of shapes and sizes as they had to be scavenged together. From what Dyon could tell, they used mostly fallen branches from these thick surrounding trees.

By extension, vegetation was incredibly scarce. This world should have all sorts of novel and extinct spiritual herbs Dyon could take advantage of, but other than the sturdy trees, he hadn't even seen a single blade of grass, let alone an herb.

The more Dyon learned about this world, the more curious he became. He wanted to know what it was about this world that made it so that his alternate timeline self felt he had awoken it too late. What event happened between now and then that would cause that level of regret to fester?

This was one of the few things Jade couldn't inform Dyon of precisely because Dyon never told her about it. He just mentioned that it was a shame he learned the truth of his constitution's world too late in passing, but never explained why.

Dyon wanted to know more.

'How far do we have to go?' Dyon sat upon Queen, trying to decide his next move. He decided that since females were more precious, it was better if Queen and the female cobra hung back with Dyon while the males fought on the front lines.

Dyon directly ignored the water sources, if they could even be called that. The rivers and lakes that entered his divine sense's range were better named death traps than anything else. He watched more humans die fetching water than he ever saw them die hunting for meat.

He couldn't even fly in this world due to the odd laws, he'd probably sink like a rock if he tried to swim.

'The more powerful beasts will just have to lead the way…'

Like this, Dyon began training his senses toward the powerful. Though he thought about training his divine sense to resist the pressure and push outward, the imbalance in Dyon's body and soul was already too large. If he did this, his true body wouldn't be able to withstand it anymore.

However, there was something he could do. Energy manipulation wasn't limited to conventional qi, it could be done with soul qi as well. For Dyon, because his Presence was fused into every aspect of his being, it was simpler for him to do this than it would be for others.

Normally, this added boost of control his Presence gave him was minor in the grand scheme because his soul talent was already so overwhelming, but in this world, where everything was more difficult, it was invaluable.

Dyon's divine sense could be imagined as a massive sphere with Dyon in the center. Essentially, a 10 000 km range actually referred to a 5 000 radius that had Dyon as its epicenter. Although, depending on the ground beneath his feet or the substances he had to see through, this range could be limited.

This sphere represented the influence Dyon's soul could have on his surrounding environment. However, this influence could be manipulated in various ways.

Dyon could shift the sphere such that he stood at the edge instead of the center, giving him a greater view of a general location. He could change the change of the sphere, flattening it out to a disk and extending the longitudinal and latitudinal view. He could even concentrate it all into a single beam to gain a clear view of a single line in a single direction.

Why was it that Dyon had never done this before? The simple answer was that there was no point. His range was so obscene usually that there was no need to go such lengths. It was better to gain a holistic view of the general surroundings than to do that – did he really need to see further than 500 000 km? In addition, manipulating his soul like this made it easier for others to notice his divine sense passing over them when usually his soul control was so far above others that they never had this chance.

But now, the situation was different. This world was so dangerous that Dyon didn't even dare to fight, he could only rely on the bronzed and the cobras. Thinking back, he was incredibly lucky to stumble upon the bull-bird and form an early relationship with her babies the way he did, they were the reason he could go this far.

Dyon took a deep breath, closing his eyes. His soul concentrated in on himself, shrinking down rapidly.

As expected, it was far more difficult to accomplish this here, but Dyon's talent shone through.

His eyes opened in a flash. A beam of soul qi ripped through the air.

Dyon's eyes widened, his soul qi dispersing under his surprise.

"Holy shit… My constitution's world is the Ancient Battlefield."

If Dyon knew that Abraxus had ended the immortal plane war the day he awakened his Titan Diamond Body, it wouldn't have been until now that he understood why…

Dyon's heartbeat didn't calm for a long time. When he understood the gravity of the situation, his legs kicked Queen's sides as he rapidly led them to a new location. They couldn't stay here, they had to move, and they had to move quickly.

As Dyon thought before, one of the reasons he didn't manipulate his soul qi this way was because focusing on the change disrupted his normal flow, this allowed those who wouldn't otherwise notice his divine sense to do so.

Under normal circumstances, Dyon was confident that even a peak dao expert wouldn't sense his divine sense if he wasn't recklessly probing them and as long as they didn't activate their True Domain. However, just now, not just one, but multiple individuals had definitely sensed him.

Logically, if his divine sense was boiled down to simple volumetric math, concentrating his senses into a single beam would allow him an obscene range. The volume of a 10 000 km diameter sphere was about the same volume as a cylinder with a 5 km radius and 7 billion km height!