Kukan and Athyst were both beauties that could lead to the downfall of several nations. Yet, they cruelly beca test subjects under Dyon’s whims.
Of course, these so-called ‘cruel’ experints weren’t very cruel at all, just a bit painful.
Dyon only extracted a bit of their blood essence every day. Usually, this would be an incredibly painful matter, not to ntion cause irreparable harm to their foundations. So, if this was all one knew, it would be hard to justify this as being helpful to the two won.
But, how could Dyon’s thods be limited to just this?
Not only was he able to lower the pain the won experienced down to what amounted to the prick of a needle, he was also able to replenish the lost blood essence.
To those of the mortal plane, this was an impossible task. However, it wasn’t so on the immortal plane. There were many dicines capable of replenishing blood essence, with the caveat that the loss wasn’t more than 20 or so percent. And, since Dyon wasn’t taking that much in his daily doses, he had no issues healing them.
As for what he was doing with the blood essence he received from these two won with now perfect foundations, maybe no one but him knew. Of course, he wouldn’t mind telling his wives, but they were too lazy to ask.
Even before awakening their mories, they already had a near blind confidence in Dyon. But now that they had, even if the skies were collapsing, they were confident that their man would be there to catch it with an arrogant grin on his face.
Of course, in all this ti, Dyon hadn’t forgotten about the Yin Soldier Immortal Legacy World.
To the outside world, it was believed that the trial was still ongoing. But they had no idea that on this 17th entry, the immortal legacy world had already been cleared. And, not only was it cleared, it was being refined into a treasure that would shake the hearts of the masses when it was complete.
At that mont, Dyon’s clone sat cross legged in the now calm space of the legacy world’s world core. He seed to be doing nothing special as the two stars acted as his backdrop. However, those with keen senses would be able to feel countless strands of billowing soul qi surging from his body.
Slowly, but surely, changes were occurring in the world.
Soon, it beca nothing but a barren landscape, not to ntion Yin City, even the thriving capital of the devil races were squashed into nothingness, leaving nothing but endless flat lands.
It was only after this was finished that the true process began. The vast changes that occurred throughout the land seed grand and enigmatic. But, if one took a step back and tempered down their awe, they’d all reach the sa conclusion.
… Wasn’t this just a factory?
**
“Fuck. I was actually so ignorant. My na is really ranked third.”
Dyon looked up at a massive steele monunt with rage clearly painted across his features.
He, the Naless Immortal God, was actually not ranked first. How could this not be a great humiliation? It was enough to be maybe the greatest humiliation he had faced in his lifeti. He really couldn’t rember the last ti he hadn’t earned first place in sothing even throughout his trillions of years.
Maybe instead of becoming more mature after experiencing so many years, one would instead beco more immature and child-like, because Saru and Lilith really couldn’t help but giggle at Dyon’s words.
They knew he wasn’t lying. He really did find it to be a great sha. But, if others knew that the Naless Immortal God they feared so much was actually such a petty man, those who had been mindlessly slaughtered by him might crawl from their graves just to suicide back into it once more.
“Look at you two, laughing at your husband. Is this why you sent your clones with ?” Dyon asked, clearly a bit unsatisfied.
“Laughing, whatever do you an?” Lilith blinked innocently.
Saru, who wasn’t so shaless, looked away and pretended as though she hadn’t heard anything.
“But, if I were to be laughing, it would be because my husband happened to be a man so petty that he sent clones to a place like this just so that he could bully so juniors.”
“Just so?” Dyon harrumphed with a righteous air. “I have a grand sche, every step I take is of the utmost importance, how could I possibly waste ti without reason?”
Dyon cleared his throat once more before Lilith got a chance to say anymore.
“ANTS OF PILL SWORD MOUNTAIN!”
The voice was like a booming torrent. It was simply impossible even for normal Immortal Gods to make such a loud commotion in a single breath. It was unknown what mysterious laws Dyon used, but it truly felt as though the skies were collapsing at that mont.
With a clang, a small golden cauldron with a three inscribed onto it hit the ground, rebounding several tis before landing upright.
“I think that these rankings are nothing but trash. Send up your garbage and I’ll dispose of them properly.”
Dyon grinned. It was about ti for these gas to begin. He would play with the immortal plane to either their deaths or until he got bored.
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