Dyon shook his head as he looked into the skies.
Back when his manifestation first awakened in the Elvin Kingdom, the stone seal that hid the Soul To had been tasked with naming it. Unfortunately, instead of doing so, its attempt resulted in the stone seal shattering, eventually leading to the Soul To landing in Dyon’s hands.
Today, the Heaven’s Scroll tried again, this ti in an attempt to na Dyon himself. But the result was an ancient treasure of unknown grade destroying itself in the attempt. As though to add insult to injury, the qi unnecessarily rearranged itself into the sa words as back then.
Even if Dyon swore he wasn’t doing it on purpose, others wouldn’t believe him. But, he truly wasn’t. He could faintly tell that his body was hiding an inexplicable secret, but whenever he tried to ponder upon it, he’d draw a blank.
It was only now Dyon understood that it wasn’t that the Heaven’s Scroll was taking its ti in evaluating him, but rather that it had been struggling to do so in the first place. Dyon had already been battling the two Ancestors for over a full day, and it only just now attempted to write his Title.
“Are you two done?” Dyon asked blandly, watching as the two Ancestors clutched their stomach in hopes of not having their intestines spill out.
Though Dyon’s face was pale from the strain, unlike the Ancestors, he didn’t have a single injury on his body. His advantage in movent, not to ntion his Immortal Sense, made it impossible for these two to lay a hand on him in this environnt. Dyon estimated that if he entered the Peak Dao Realm, he would be undefeatable on the Mortal Plane even without the influence of the Heaven’s Scroll.
Unfortunately, now the Heaven’s Scroll was destroyed. With its suppression gone… The situation would be very different…
The strain of using [Titan Emperor’s Will] to the peak of the second act wasn’t very much to the current Dyon. However, the corrosive red qi wasn’t doing his body any favors, while maintaining nine suns at once, even in their greatly shrunken state, was a heavy toll on him.
It could be said that his body and qi had reached their limits.
The two Ancestors weren’t fools. They too knew the situation had changed. In fact, in this situation, the fact the Celestial Deer Sect was the root of Dyon’s origins made them breathe a sigh of relief. Because that ant there was nothing Dyon could do about their next actions!
In response to Dyon’s words, the two Ancestors erupted with a fiery golden energy. Countless golden robed silhouettes appeared in the skies, filling the two with strength far beyond their normal ans.
Their backs straightened as their blood dried up. Their wounds healed at a visible rate, causing Dyon’s eyes to narrow.
It was no wonder they were confident. The Celestial Deer Sect they had always known, even at their peak, only controlled two quadrants: Dyon’s ho quadrant, and the 99 universes quadrant.
Though, in order to counteract this, the quality of their Faith was exceedingly high. The reputation of the Celestial Deer Sect spoke for itself. Countless Outer Powers fawned over them. How could their Faith purity not be high?
However, the current situation was very different. The Celestial Deer Sect the public had once loved had faded from mory long ago. Those of the upper echelon here might rember them, but their number was only a drop in the bucket compared to the population of the Mortal Plane.
Simply put, the Faith of the Celestial Deer Sect had drastically plumted over the countless years that had passed since their fall. Since that was the case… How could Dyon be a match for them?!
“It seems you two have this well thought out.” Dyon said with a sneer.
The two Ancestors didn’t respond. Even the fiery tempered Yadre had an incomparably grim expression on his face.
Though they were taking advantage of the Heaven Scroll’s destruction, it didn’t an they had forgotten who resulted in its destruction to begin with. There was no doubt that it was this young man before them.
“Fifth Level Planet Grade Faith… Third Level Planet Grade Faith… I’m flattered.”
With the Nephilim Alliance controlling over 500 quadrants, and the Sapientia controlling over 300, this was exactly what Dyon had expected. Of course, he didn’t think he would have to face this all now. There was a reason he was shaking his head.
His own arrogance was getting him into trouble again, but this ti it really wasn’t his fault at all. How was he supposed to know that the treasure they worshipped so much was such trash?
“Unfortunately for you, you’ve still underestimated .”
Dyon’s aura completely changed. The air of an Emperor of the Heavens revolved around him like a violent cyclone, creating a formless robe that draped along the outline of his body and crystalline armor.
In sharp contrast to the countless golden silhouettes he faced from the two Ancestors, to his back, there was only one man. One man that took on his very own likeness.
Origin Ancestor Dyon Sacharro!
The two Ancestors trembled. No, it wasn’t just them, but rather each and every cultivator in attendance. They realized now just how foolish they had been to believe that Dyon was from so hidden Clan.
Never in the history of the mortal plane had anyone ever built an Emperor Grade Clan in a single lifeti. Even the best needed two, three or even more generations.
However, not only had Dyon done this… But he reached the First Level Planet Grade in a single step!
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