If Dyon had to be honest with himself, even after believing he had reached the True Deity Grade of ridians thanks to his sovereign fla, he hadn’t experienced any stark change, aside from his ridians being larger, everything else was the sa.
Of course, Dyon didn’t really have anything else to go off of. He was only aware that his ridians were larger than they had been in the past, but he wasn’t aware of what the ridians of others were like in comparison to his. But, the mont he regained his energy cultivation talent, everything seed to flip on its head.
If Dyon had to describe it, it was like the first ti he wore the Dragon King as a band on his wrist. Before doing so, the world might as well have been black and white, but the mont he did, he felt as though a swirl of color had invaded his senses.
The world seed colorful and full of life, as though there was nothing more beautiful than existence itself, even the air seed to sll better.
However this feeling, it was hundreds if not thousands of tis that.
Dyon’s ridians doubled, then even tripled in size, it reached a point where he doubted if they could even fit in his body any longer, just where were they going?
But, just when he thought it was finished, a sound that could only be compared to the unsheathing of a vibrant sword resounded from his body. In that instant, his ridians that should have been forged of flesh, beca as hard as diamond.
It cracked and reford, repeating the process again and again.
As though forced to act, Dyon’s body responded in kind. He could only push Alauna’s small body across the room on a cushion of wind qi as he underwent reconstruction once more. Just weeks after entering the silver silk stage, Dyon shattered the barrier to the gold silk realm.
The truly shocking part, however, was that this ti, even while Dyon was holding back so as not to scream in pain, and his body disappeared into thin lines of silver silk, there was a portion of him that remained behind.
Sturdy and intricate lines as complex as blood vessels. Beautiful didn’t seem like a grand enough word to describe whatever it was. They were as clear as the purest water, perfectly reflecting the light that bounced along its surface.
“ridians…?” Luna looked on in shock along with the recently clothed Clara. “… That’s impossible…”
There were few individuals more familiar with ridians in existence. In fact, despite being unable to cultivate, Luna’s ridians would technically be ungradeable. True Deity simply wasn’t enough for her. But, even she had never seen ridians like this.
This obviously wasn’t to say that Dyon’s energy talent surpassed Luna’s, that would be ridiculous. It was rather that these ridians were far too different… They seed like sothing beyond ridians.
Luna’s eyes shone. Could this be related to Dyon and Clara’s race of people?
Luna could very clearly see Dyon 118 ridians, but the formations of ridian pathways were far beyond that of what a human should have.
When Luna turned her attention toward Clara, her sensitivity to energy imdiately picked up that Clara’s ridians were different as well, they just hadn’t evolved to the final state Dyon’s had quite yet.
‘Is this because of the Sovereign Fla?’ Luna speculated.
Thanks to the Sovereign Fla, Dyon’s ridians had evolved to the final, perfect, True Deity stage. However, Clara’s ridians were now of the First Grade.
‘The ridians and blood vessels have perfectly fused, creating a new network. Not just this, but the ridians of the brain are far more intricate than one would find even among the Sapientia…’
If Luna’s thoughts were revealed, the shock was ravage the whole of the martial world.
The Sapientia were also a special evolved race of humans. Their strength manifested in their minds, which was why they were known for their knowledge. They were generally far smarter and had higher comprehension than other Clans did.
This wasn’t a matter of affinity. The sprites might have higher comprehension toward a certain elent due to their lineage, but the Sapientia had a deeper holistic comprehension ability which was why they had the most Higher Existences among the Outer Powers. To say that another race of people had greater brain developnt than the Sapientia bordered on blasphemy.
But, when Luna looked toward Clara’s mind, the proof was right before once more. Not only were the ridians and blood vessels of their minds more developed, they had more folds than average humans did as well, aning they had more brain matter surface area than others did.
Luna’s gaze shifted over to Little Alauna who Dyon had sent over to her. She could only be surprised once more when she saw that Little Alauna too carried these traits she could have only gotten from Dyon.
If this wasn’t shocking enough, this wasn’t even the most surprising thing of Luna’s comntary. The idea of ridians perfectly fusing with blood vessels… It was ridiculous. Luna couldn’t even begin to comprehend what it could an.
Unfortunately, Luna’s opportunity to observe more vanished as lines of beautiful gold silk descended, reconstructing Dyon’s body once more.
When Dyon reappeared, he had undergone yet another drastic change.
His hair remained just as long and fair, but the silver had been replaced by a shiny, reflective gold. The silver hue his skin gave off was nowhere to be seen, taken over by a lustrous and commanding golden halo, pulsing with life and vitality. Then there were his eyes, a piercing pearl of gold, twinkling with the depths of the cosmos.
Though Clara hated to admit it, her husband really was more beautiful than she was. Was she ant to be upset, or happy about this?
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