Reaper of the Martial World

Book 10: Chapter 57: Surge (3)

“You have no ability to sense anything from me.” Dyon said casually. “You aren’t qualified to do so. However, you should clearly be able to see that these men and women behind me have angel blood in their veins. What exactly are you turning them away for?”

“You call this angel blood?” The man frowned. “Scram!”

Dyon yawned, bored of this matter.

“Good. This means I don’t have to treat you well. It seems your previous owners were quite trash, leaving you with such ridiculous ideals.

“You don’t have even a single percent of your original strength remaining, yet you dare to look down on others even after all this time. I find it quite sad, honestly.”

“You want to challenge me?” The spirit’s face contorted as though this was the greatest insult.

Dyon had to use the whole of his will power to not roll his eyes.

“Let’s get this over with.”

The spirit sneered. With a snap of its fingers, everything began to change. Dyon could feel that his body’s strength was sapped to zero. Unfortunately for the Universe Spirit, when it tried to seal his soul, it failed. And maybe even more unfortunately, it didn’t realize this.

How could an existence of the Mortal Plane seal Dyon’s soul? When it came to the Mortal Plane, maybe only the Ancient Battlefield and the Heavens themselves could accomplish something like that.

The Universe Spirit was obviously attempting to test Dyon’s qi, but it was not qualified to restrict him completely.

Dyon suddenly realized how dangerous the situation was. If his soul really had been sealed, he would have been screwed.

One had to remember that the reason he was so powerful was precisely because his bodily strength and qi strength could fuse as one. Now that his body’s strength was completely sealed, if he lost his soul, he was only about as strong as a normal 6^th Stage Dao expert when factoring in the fact he was an 18^th Order expert.

‘Seems I need to be more cautious.’ Dyon’s gaze turned cold.

He didn’t want to be timid, but that didn’t mean he had to be blindly confident in himself. There would always be some things that he couldn’t account for.

Dyon’s Immortal Sense wrapped around his body. In an instant, his body’s strength returned to him as though it never left.

“There is no grand test. Since you are so arrogant… Defeat me!”

The angelic spirit, clearly unaware that its suppression had had no effect on Dyon, arrogantly stood in the skies. Other Universe Spirits would set up various trials and even pull Dyon into a world of their making, but this guy actually disdained to do so.

Dyon sneered. “Since that’s the case…”

A golden ring flickering with blinding golden flames suddenly appeared hovering just half a foot from his back.

A moment later, the ring pulsed.

One pair of wings. Two pairs… Three… Four… Six!

Twelve pristine white wings glowed with a majestic light, arching outward three meters each.

The Emperor Giants felt their gazes burning as they looked toward Dyon. As for the person in question, he felt as though several hold were being seared into his back.

“This…” The Universe Spirit was stunned. “… Impossible! How can you be an Ascended Seraphin?!”

The highest realm of the Angel to laymen and even many angels themselves was the Seraph. However, only the very highest upper understood that this wasn’t true.

This wasn’t to say that Seraph’s were lacking. These were still existences that could rule over several quadrants even in the Primordial Era. Rather, this was related to a secret of the elves…

The truth was the wings were a gift given by the Sky God, Zeus. However, in that chaotic era, trusting people, even those you called your own, was foolish. As a result, Zeus placed a limiter on Angels.

The irony was that the more pairs of wings angels had, the more powerful they became. But, at the same time, the more pairs that appeared, the more restricted one would become. After all, one’s back had limited space!

However, the foul reality was that this was only a surface problem. When wings began to increase in number, they would re-route the meridian pathways of the body. This led to a restrictive effect that made future cultivation more difficult. This wouldn’t be obvious in lower realms, but within the Dao Realm, each step would become unbearably slow! historical

Even if you were a Seraph, you wouldn’t be an exception. In fact, it would be even worse for you.

In those cases, the only way to soothe those problems was to rely on the Wings of Blessings. This would ease cultivation and bring it back up to faster speeds depending on the will of the wielder of the blessing.

Like this, those with Wings of Blessings would be able to control the future potential of the highest ranked angels! The only way to escape this fate was to Ascend! To separate one’s wings from one’s back!

Dyon had accomplished this nonchalantly, but in the mind of the Universe Spirit, this was a feat that broke all of his resolve.

“Impossible! Impossible! You’re not a member of the Olympus Clan, or else you’d never treat me like this!”

“You know…” Dyon said slowly. “… I had always wondered what the significance of my wings separating meant… That was until one day my senses broke through and I suddenly noticed that my wife’s cultivation was slower than it should be…”

One could imagine what this meant. Amphorae, who had reached the Middle Dao Realm at less than 150 years old, had actually been far slower than she should have been!

It was then that Dyon realized that maybe Amphorae’s slow cultivation in her first life wasn’t entirely due to the chaotic energy of the Primordial Era, but due to a scheme set up by the very man every Angel revered as a God!

If it wasn’t for Amphorae’s special constitution, would she have even been strong enough to survive to see Dyon again? Such a thought completely enraged him!

Dyon didn’t manage to figure this out until he heard Emperor Angelus’ story. After all, he had always thought the wings of angels were a natural evolution… The Emperor Giant had no idea that the random fact he told Dyon to try to gain some extra brownie points would actually lead to this situation today!

“Even if your Olympus Clan did this for the sake of quelling inner turmoil in your fight against the Titans, what was the purpose of keeping this restriction after that war ended…?”

Dyon’s cold gaze turned tranquil, but somehow, the Universe Spirit found this to be more fear inducing than anything he had ever felt before.

“… I think that the legacy of your Olympus Clan should just end here…”

Dyon pointed his finger toward the Universe Spirit, his meridians churning.

“[Surge].”

In an instant, his qi amplified. Doubling… Tripling… It seemed endless! As though the Heavens themselves were giving over their everything.

However, the next sight almost made the Universe Spirit faint.

Dyon’s white wings pulsed with a blinding light. When they once more came back into their sights, they were golden!

“Wings… Of Blessings…” The gaze of the Universe Spirit dimmed.

“[Cleanse].”