Dyon smirked as his divine sense caught wind of those two Cot Lords making a move. Did they really believe that their shabby concealnt arrays could escape his detection? What a joke. However, he ignored them for now. Since he couldn’t fly, he was still at a massive disadvantage. But, he couldn’t make use of Linlin or else his plan wouldn’t work. He had to be alone to make sure that everything worked out to perfection.
Unfortunately, the problems didn’t end there. Even as Dyon created defensive array after defensive array to propel himself forward, he realized that they were far to weak to withstand the power of his kicks. A lot of his force was dissipated, resulting in him only being able to bring out 20% of his true speed.
If Dyon made use of his spatial will, he could increase this restraint. In fact, if he allowed his spatial pseudo-dao to appear, this one ter restriction would shatter before him, allowing him to move far more freely. However, he needed to keep his true power level hidden to explode forward at the perfect ti.
When he was weaving through the puppets, he had only flashed forward a few centiters at a ti. This made those watching think that this spatial intent wasn’t very developed although he had great control of it. The reason for this was simple. The mont these people stepped into the kiloter radius of the castle, they would comprehend the restriction he was under. If he was suddenly flashing one ter forward, they’d be able to extrapolate his true limits, sothing he couldn’t allow to happen!
The problem with this approach was that it drastically increased the ti he needed to cover the kiloter radius, allowing the puppets who could fly to catch up to him and give him more trouble.
“Just what is he thinking?…” So couldn’t help but mumble to themselves.
Kali snorted. “He’s probably already realized his stupidity, but his pride won’t let him back out.”
Many couldn’t help but agree with Kali. That was what it seed like.
Watching Dyon continually weave through the puppets, only for them to catch back up with him once more, was almost painful to watch. This cycle continued again and again. They had never seen a saint take so long to cover what just amounted to one kiloter.
“What exactly was his plan, Disciple Kali?” Soone of the Sapientia Disciples couldn’t help but ask.
“He –“ The mont Kali wanted to speak, she felt an overwhelming Presence descend from above, shattering all of her resolve. She felt as though she was facing an insurmountable mountain, one that could press down and crush her at any mont.
‘Don’t think that just because I allow you to speak all the nonsense you want that I can’t kill you with a single thought.’ Dyon’s voice drifted into Kali’s ears like the call of the Reaper. ‘You’d better choose your next words carefully.’
Those who were looking toward Kali for an answer suddenly saw her pale. In just a split second, her red velvet core disciple gowns were drenched in sweat. Did she really let her anger make her forget that Dyon was a True God? What was she thinking?
Kali grit her teeth before shaking her head. “He just said that he was confident in clearing this alone. That was all.” She managed to squeeze out.
It was only then that the weight on her chest finally disappeared.
Dyon didn’t even take a single glance back. This spineless Kali wasn’t worth his ti.
When he was just twenty ters from the golden Sentry, his eyes flashed with a decisive light.
He cleared the silver sentries for a final ti, sliding by them with an incomparably calm expression on his face.
The glow in the gold sentry’s visor grew fiercer. It grabbed at the air, causing a three-ter-long golden spear to appear in its hands.
In that mont, Dyon felt an overbearing pressure collapsing upon him. If it wasn’t for his fierce Presence, he would have lost the will to fight completely. He could feel that the gap between him and this puppet was akin to heaven and earth. No matter how much he struggled, he had no chance…
This was the presence of enigmatic energy! An energy emitted by a ruler of the world!
Dyon sneered as these thoughts swirled in his mind. “In this world, there isn’t a single existence that can make bend my knee.”
With a single thought, Dyon’s weight dropped from one million jin to less than a single pound. The energy in his ridians completely disappeared, replaced by Light Type energy.
In the next instant, Dyon’s foot kicked backward. But, this ti, instead of his strength dissipating into the air, 100% of it connected perfectly!
“Hmph?” True God Tatsuya’s eyes flashed as his dragon blood trembled. Only he sensed what had just happened, but the aura disappeared so quickly that even he wasn’t certain.
Dyon had used the Golden Dragon Scale!
Before Dyon had undergone all of these changes, the Gold Sentry had already begun its attack, but that was when Dyon completely slipped away from its detection. Dyon’s speed had increased to such an unfathomable realm that he tore through the void with his physical body alone! Sohow Dyon had accomplished sothing only a dao formation expert could!
When the two Cot Lords that had snuck in using Dyon’s boisterous feats to their advantage realized they too lost track of him, they slightly panicked. But, that was when they realized that Dyon had suddenly arrived hundreds of ters to the Golden Sentry’s back!
Dyon felt his body creaking under his overwhelming speed, but his body was no normal body. And, although his ridians were completely dried of energy after that single move, didn’t he have an entire inner world filled with this energy?!
The Golden Sentry detected that its target had suddenly reappeared, but it was all too late, Dyon was too close to the door.
“Sister, let’s go! This fool probably doesn’t know that this door is incredibly heavy! We’ll attack and kill him the mont he gets stuck, then we can bla it on the Sentry!”
The two Cot Lords that had been waiting far above the sky castle took action, shooting downward at their fastest speed even as Dyon was re inches from the doors. They could already see his death.
Dyon’s smirk widened even as those spectating in the distance shook their heads as though they too could see his death. They didn’t know what treasure he used to reach that speed, but they could only hope for his sake that it wasn’t a one ti use one. Unfortunately, how could a treasure that allowed a re saint to reach the speed of a dao formation expert be used continuously?
Alas, Dyon had no intentions of dying this day. The mont his body was about to strike the door, he circulated his hardening ability to the max. For a split second, Dyon’s body beca resplendent, shimring like cut diamond under the sun light. Then, he circulated his understanding of montum to the max and shot his weight up from less than one pound to one billion jin!
BOOM! BOOM!
Under the shocked expressions of all those watching, the supposedly heavy doors were blasted inward with such force that it felt as though even the skies themselves were collapsing.
The eyes of the Cot Lords widened in shock. They had just been sending palm attacks toward Dyon, when suddenly a rushing wind startled them. The inside of the castle beca open to everyone spectating, especially for the two Cot Lords who were just ters away.
Suddenly, they forgot all about Dyon. If they could enter this castle before everyone else, they could definitely grasp on of the keys to the third phase for themselves!
However, reality was cruel. Even as they rushed forward, the last thing they saw was Dyon’s sneer as he used his Presence to shatter their concealnt arrays.
Everyone watched in horror as two doors, each with 500 000 000 jin of weight behind them accelerated toward these two azure robed Cot Lords.
They stood not a single chance. The mont the doors slamd into them, they erupted into nothing but a cloud of at paste.
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