Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

If Dyon healed all of his injuries now, it was likely that he could sustain more than a million jin, however, he didn't do so. He continued to suppress himself, tempering and wearing his body down to an extreme. By the time he was prepared to build it back up, his rise would be explosive!

However, Dyon was aware that this was too slow. The Bronze Silk Stage had a peak weight of one billion jin, yet he hadn't even reached 0.1% of that. Unfortunately, he could only take things one step at a time.

There was an added benefit to this weight, though. Dyon could almost imagine the kind of speed he'd have if he suddenly lowered himself to his original body weight…

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By the end of the sixth year, Dyon had fought 4058 battles, securing himself 174 victories. However, he had yet to defeat a middle saint embryonic beast…

Many of Dyon's losses came against high level beasts he could only keep his life in front of for a few hours at most. Unfortunately, he couldn't decide what kind of beasts he ran into and as such was forced to fight many high and peak saint embryonic beasts to no avail.

In one such battle, he met an insect-like creature that had blades of black for arms. Within just a few exchanges, its blade cut across Dyon's waist, slicing his spinal cord and almost cleanly through the other side.

Dyon's intestines rained downward like hail. If it wasn't for him finally tapping into the meaning of 'diamond' in his titan diamond body constitution and stopping the insect creature's blade, he would have died on that day.

One would have never expected Dyon to take so long to master what should have been a basic ability of his own constitution, but he only had himself to blame. His starting point was so high that comprehending his own abilities had raised in difficulty exponentially. So, it wasn't until more than a half dozen years of having his constitution that Dyon finally learned his constitution's hardening ability.

Of course, Dyon was forced to run away despite this breakthrough. He could barely hold himself from splitting in two even with his dense energy. In the end, he was forced to break his own rules and utilize the bull-bird energy to heal this injury. However, he left a faint scar behind as a reminder.

By now, Dyon had broken into the sixth saint stage. His pace of advance was much slower in this Chaotic Universe, but his foundation was much firmer in response.

Although there were 108 meridians, the myriad of connections between them were numerous. Impurities in these passages is often what stalled cultivation. However, Dyon was not only able to strengthen the main connections between his meridians, he was also able to slowly widen and strengthen passages others often neglected, improving his energy flow by several hundred-fold.

Along with his titan diamond body, Dyon made improvements with his other constitutions as well. In fact, he found quite a surprising ability with his Eternity's Balance constitution, an ability he dubbed as Eternity's Pupils.

When Dyon entered a deep enough state of contemplation, an illusory balance designed with numerous priceless gems would appear at his back. During a battle, the laws of everything would suddenly become clear to him.

Suddenly, his Eternity's Balance constitution had become far more useful than even his Asura's eye in battle.

On the surface, Eternity's Balance was simply about maintaining fairness, however, on a far deeper and philosophical level, its true being was related to the laws of cause and effect.

For every action, there was an equal and opposite reaction. On the Balance of Judgement, when one commits a bad deed, there would thus be consequences for said bad deeds. The fact that Dyon stacked three of these constitutions into one opened a door far beyond what he should have seen at his cultivation level!

Eternity's Balance didn't just allow one to balance and fuse wills with far greater ease than others, it gave one the ability to see, interpret and manipulate the lines of karma!

In this State of Eternity, Dyon's eyes would shine a pure white. His pupils would disappear, leaving behind two beautiful pearls. Although he would be blinded as a result, the truth was that he "saw" far more than he did before.

When fighting a battle in this state, Dyon could see images of what was to come. Those possible realities would superimpose, flooding his mind with information about probabilities. With every action he took, these superimposed images would then change, shifting in response.

Simply put, although it was only ahead by fractions of a second, Dyon could see the future!

Never would Dyon have believed that Eternity's Balance had such a hidden secret. A constitution he chose for the benefit of his flames had suddenly far surpassed even them in importance!

The very first time Dyon fell into this state was the end of the ninth year. He had been close to defeating his very first middle saint beast, but his growing bestial instincts told him that he would lose in the end. Anyone else would have been happy with such an improvement, after all, he had handicapped himself heavily, however, Dyon was dissatisfied.

In his rage, he broke one of his own rules and formed an arrow of black fire. Until now, he had refrained from using not only his soul and senses, but also his wills and weapons. But, the moment this black flame came into existence due to Dyon's frustration, his Eternity's Balance constitution spurred to life.

Having laid dormant for so long, it suddenly realized that Dyon was following along the beast path. In an instant, it overcorrected, realizing that Dyon's human path needed to protected.

For Dyon, who was in a trance-like state, this upsurge in his Eternity's Balance constitution seemed to slow time for him. He suddenly comprehended that the bounds of this constitution weren't limited to his assumptions….

If even cultivation paths could be balanced, then was there anything that couldn't be? What about techniques? Could he fuse techniques together to make them stronger? What about his Presence? Could he use his constitution to make something that was once difficult for him – fusing his attacks with his Presence – easy? If that was true, then how could there be a limit at all? Couldn't you even balance… Cause and effect?

Dyon's sudden comprehension tore through his seal on his thoughts. Although he didn't notice it, the lashes of the toddler meditating in his Mind's Eye fluttered, shattering the seal and causing Dyon's lifeless eyes to suddenly reawaken.

Dyon didn't know it at the time, but if he missed this opportunity for enlightenment, it might have been centuries before he received another. Even if his training was interrupted, it was worth it!

The moment Dyon awakened, he fell into an enigmatic state. Suddenly, the laws of the universe became clear to him!

Time slowed, his pace of thought increased several hundred folds. In that instant, Dyon seemed to perceive years of time passing by when in reality, it was a mere fraction of a second.

With a glance, Dyon finally realized that the flow of time in this universe wasn't normal. 'Sixteen days to one here… Three to one over there…' He thought absentmindedly.

Involuntarily, Dyon's time will that had once been abolished leaped to the third will level in a mere fraction of a moment.

Looking down at the black flame arrow just formed in his hands, Dyon looked toward the double-trunked elephant he had been fighting.

The beast was already on its last legs, but wasn't this the case for Dyon as well? His instincts told him that had this not happened, he would have definitely lost.

Numerous gray lines and ribbons appeared and quickly faded in his sight. At the same time, images and probabilities flowed into his mind.

'5% chance… 16% chance… 21% chance… … 96%!'

Time sped up once more. No matter how fast Dyon's speed of thought was, how could his body keep up?

The moment he decided to move, the double-trunked elephant reacted. But, it was too late.

A black flame arrow pierced a ghastly wound in its shoulder, severing an important nerve, then artery, before causing the collapse of the beast.

Dyon shook his head as he looked at the fallen creature. 'That counts as a loss,' He thought, sighing to himself.

The moment his pupils faded back into existence, he lost consciousness, his mental energy completely drained.