Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God



The qi that was too high grade for his meridians to absorb were directly taken into his soul. After all, enigmatic qi is what those who have entered the dao realm with their souls use to create planet and star qi. 

Because Dyon's soul was already in the dao realm, he could indiscriminately devour the qi in the atmosphere, using his soul as a buffer. 

As a result, Dyon's cultivation speed skyrocketed, even while being restricted to half his talent and being in the Ancient Battlefield. After so long being stuck in the 1st celestial stage, by the 6th month of his campaign, Dyon had entered the 2nd stage. By the 9th month, he had entered the 3rd, and by the turn of the first year, he entered that 4th and officially became a Middle Celestial. 

Quite simply put… Dyon became a monster. 

In this same time, the Titans wreaked havoc on the battlefield. Region after Region fell under their control, bowing under their might. In fact, if it wasn't for the difficulty of crossing the natural borders that protected Regions, they likely would have conquered more. 

13 Regions. 30 Fortresses. 600 Major Cities. 700 000 citizens and 20 000 Titans. 

What Dyon had accomplished in just a year would shock those who heard about it, but for those who knew just how powerful his soul was, they could only shake their heads and lament that they weren't born with such talent. 

How could you fight a war against a Commander who could see an entire 10 000km landscape with absolute clarity? How could you fight a war a man capable of forging weapons and armor from thin air? How could battle a beast master capable of quelling the rage of the mighty wyverns? 

The disparity between Dyon and the Tribes of the Ancient Battlefield was too large. As long as he wanted to, it wouldn't be impossible to conquer every tribe there was. However, Dyon was aware that the Tribes weren't the true powerhouses of the Ancient Battlefield. They were individuals who had lost their right to carry their Ancestors' namesake. 

The true enemy were the Failed Clans, and they were a mountain far tougher to climb. 

Still, Dyon was prepared. 

Over the past year, he wasn't the only one to improve. 

For one, while all of his Titans could use essence grade type qi, Dyon had finally nurtured 100 of them to utilize saint grade type qi. The result was astonishing, humans truly did have great potential. It wouldn't be impossible for this 100 to face off against a female wyvern alone. Though they'd be unlikely to win, it would at least not be an immediate death. 

Secondly, there were his beasts. After officially mastering saint grade type qi, Queen and the female cobra became monsters in their own right, rivalling even the Dyon of a year ago in strength. This realization was most definitely a reality check for Dyon. 

The male bronzed and cobras finally comprehended the utilization of essence grade qi, bringing their strengths to another level. In fact, they were slightly stronger than the females back when they first mastered essence grade qi. 

And finally… There were the wyverns. Unfortunately, of the 5 eggs, all of them were male. Dyon realized over this past year that he hadn't been lucky to find the eggs, it was only natural he found them. In fact, giving birth was something the female wyverns did once a year. It was just that males were far more likely to be born and subsequently slaughtered by the alpha. 

However… Not only had a year just passed paving the way for another round of births, but the strength of qi wielding wyverns made Dyon's heart palpitate. 

Despite only being able to wield essence grade qi, the male wyverns were only marginally weaker than Queen and the female cobra. Though, Dyon didn't believe this to be because the potential of the bronzed and cobras were lacking, rather, the male wyverns simply had a higher starting point. 

Due their nurturing piles, the bodies of the male wyverns were cultivated with saint grade energy even before their births. As for the bronzed and the cobras, Dyon took their nurturing piles from them, stunting their growth. Though he was slowly making up for that with the meat he fed them, it was still lacking. 

As of now, the wyverns were simply of a higher caliber. And, since a year had passed, a new batch of eggs had been laid, giving Dyon an additional 16 eggs to foster the growth of. 

This time, Dyon knew better than to take their nurturing piles. He allowed the eggs to be nurtured naturally while hoping that this next batch would have a female. 

Following those matters, Dyon went on to split his army among his 13 Regions. 

By design, Dyon conquered Regions as follows: there were 3 that stood side by side furthest North. Of these Northern Regions, the two on the wings were protected by tall and far reaching mountain ranges while the middle territory was located in a natural basin with only two exit points. 

From the southern exit point of this Basin Region, there spread a wired connection of rivers and lakes that also occurred naturally. Due to the relatively safer conditions, incredibly strong beasts used this area as their main water source, even descending from the surrounding mountains. This was the natural divider that led to the next Regions Dyon had conquered. 

With these 3 Regions acting as the head, the following 10 Regions were clustered together. Due to the fact their natural protections were weaker than the 3 Regions Dyon chose as his vanguard, most of Dyon's fortresses were concentrated along their border Regions. 

Dyon left his beast squadron and half of his Titans in the basin and vanguard Regions. As for the remaining 10 000 Titans, he stationed a thousand each within the clustered Regions. 

In addition to the Titans, Dyon conscripted more laymen warriors, providing them equipment and bolstering his protective forces from 20 000 to 100 000. This move wasn't very difficult considering the Tribesmen were used to battling.