Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

"This is what happens when you leave your husband cooped up for too long." The Flaming Lily Sect disciples around Madeleine giggled, giving her suggestive glances.

The one who spoke was a core disciple of the Sect, Cheri. She was ranked fairly well among core disciples, as well. Though, she was still a middle celestial.

Madeleine laughed lightly, but didn't say much more.

"Maddy, are you going to take your God trials?" Cheri suddenly asked. "We've all been wondering. The rewards are too good."

Madeleine thought for a bit, but in the end, she shook her head. Completing the God Trials, even at the fastest pace, would take 20 years at a minimum. Even Dyon who placed first in four separate categorizes took just over 13 years to finish.

It was unfortunate that Madeleine didn't know that the second trial had disappeared from the God trials. In fact, to now, only Saru was aware of this. But, she was currently stuck in her third trial and had no way of telling others this. Though… It wouldn't be long until she was out considering how quickly the 4th and 5th trials were in comparison.

Even with its time distortion, the second trial always took the longest time, followed closely by the first and third trials. With it gone, a talent like Madeleine could finish her god trials in just 10 years. But, even if she knew this, it was unlikely she'd agree to leave Dyon's side even if it meant getting her hands on some supreme grade treasures.

"We have to continue applying pressure on the Golden Crow Sect, I can't leave." Madeleine explained.

The girls giggled.

"We know it's because you don't want to leave that handsome husband of yours. Let me know if he's taking applications for concubines!" Cheri joked.

Madeleine could only shake her head in laughter, these girls were too much.

**

Dyon overlooked what remained of Low Gold City. It wasn't until all of his enemies had dragged their battered and bruised bodies to what remained of the teleportation formations that he awoke from his battle crazed daze.

Usually, Dyon wouldn't use his black flames so wantonly, he didn't know what had gotten into him. Luckily, he hadn't stimulated his flame's characteristic, so they just appeared as ordinary mutated flames. This wasn't too rare, truthfully speaking. For example, the Goldeen and Crow Clans of the Golden Crow Sect had golden flames.

Though those golden flames descended from the godly sovereign flame, as of now, other than being golden, there wasn't anything too special about them. This was the same for the Aumen Clan's golden flame. Not that the Aumen Clan had many talents remaining anyway.

"Those of you not from the Clans I've mentioned, feel free to use the gold danger zones for the next week, don't worry about fees for now."

The crowd was stunned by Dyon's words. Did he not know how much the gold danger zones made in a week? That sort of wealth to a single person was astronomical. And that was just if you counted a single tower… But right now Dyon controlled 9 of them!

In addition, despite his performance, they knew he wouldn't be able to control them all for long. It wasn't that they didn't see how disgustingly powerful Dyon was, it was just because he had angered a peak celestial True God and two pseudo-dao True Gods!

Maybe with his combat prowess, he would be able to hold his own against True God Aurum, but the pseudo-dao realm was a completely different beast. Even peak celestial True Gods would struggle against a mere 3rd grade pseudo expert. If this was true, just how powerful was a True God pseudo-dao expert?

In their opinions, Dyon should take advantage of his control while he could. After all, True Gods didn't have time to spend idle, many of them were often off training, so they wouldn't be able to respond instantly. But, it seemed he didn't care at all.

After Dyon said his piece, he disappeared without a care. It wasn't until the Demon Generals started appearing one after another that those below really understood that Dyon didn't care.

Filled with pride and their backs standing as tall as javelins, the Demon Generals picked the danger zone pagodas they wanted to enter and flooded in one after another.

Maybe by some tacit agreement, the geniuses who gained Dyon permission to enter for free held back, waiting for the Demon Generals.

In the next moment, they got a notification that helped them understand just why Dyon was so nonchalant… The Low Gold City territory was now True God Sacharro's and it would be protected for 17 years!

...

"How are you two?"

Dyon, no longer caring about the matters of Low Gold City, leisurely reclined high up in the skies where even cultivators below couldn't see him. Shockingly, even this high up, he still couldn't see the end of the 9 pagodas.

Of course, the two he was speaking to were Clara and Ri. Their pitiful figures appeared before his eyes in the sky. They were currently bedridden, much like Madeleine had been back then. They only awoke occasionally. This was obviously because they had taken the Divine Pulse Pill, then foolishly forged 3 meridians at once just like Madeleine had.

These wives of his were truly a headache.

"It's not so bad." Ri said with a weak smile despite the fact her pale expression told a completely different story. Like this, they would definitely be incapacitated for over a year just like Madeleine had.

Luckily, it was slightly easier for Clara. She would recover in just a couple months. This was because she had yet to become a celestial, so there were less changes the pill had to make to her body. Unfortunately, this meant that when Amphorae took the pill, she could very well be out of it for over a decade.

"Nothing of note has happened? Nothing at all? How are the twins?"