Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

High cheek bones, a defined jawline, sharp brows, flowing white hair, eyes as deep as the night sky's canvas.

Dyon had to admit, if he swung that way, he wouldn't be able to think about another man after seeing this scene.

If others could read Dyon's thoughts, they'd probably spew blood in indignation. The two of them had been completely silent for almost three days now, yet instead of thinking about the tense nature of the situation, Dyon was thinking of potential male lovers. It was too much.

"You're… a patient… youth." Eldaernth suddenly spoke.

Dyon shrugged. "It's not often one gets to spend days with a Higher Existence. I might as well treasure it."

"Then you know it too… The … difference between… you and I…"

"Is that your way of saying my Sacharro Clan isn't worthy of allying with you?"

"If… you were… in my position… would you not just… snatch what you want…?"

"That would depend on two things. Whether or not the target offended me, and whether or not I was strong enough."

"How interesting… I am both strong enough… and have been… offended…"

Dyon sneered. "Offended? I assume you mean because I destroyed your so-called 'Soul Market'. I have yet to ask you for an explanation for that, yet you actually dare to bring up how you've been offended. What an interesting man you are."

Eldaernth was both emotionless and silent, but he was quite intrigued by Dyon's behavior. Even when he himself was a lower dao expert, others of that cultivation didn't dare to speak to him this way, let alone the fact he was now a Higher Existence.

Yet, here was a lower dao formation boy asking him for an explanation?

Even more curious, this boy actually dared to sit in a room with him alone…

This much didn't faze himself. After all, for those who understood the true strength of Higher Existences, as long as you even dared to enter the same universe, your life was forfeit. Maybe this young man already understood this truth and knew it didn't matter whether he was an inch from him or millions of miles away.

"Countless died because of the greed of your Devil Quadrants. Families were split, children were ripped from the arms of their mothers. You speak as though you both don't care and don't plan on appropriately reconciling."

"Ah… Is that why you … are so confident… A clone, is it…?"

"If it took you three days to understand this, then it would probably be in your best interest to use a less sarcastic tone." Dyon said plainly. "You believe that we are on an even playing field, when the reality of the matter is that we've never been.

"I know far more about your Devil Quadrants than you could ever hope to know about my Sacharro Clan. This I can promise you."

"Your … negotiation tactics… are odd…" Eldaernth said emotionlessly. "… What exactly… is your purpose…?"

"To use you." Dyon said nonchalantly.

For the first time, Eldaernth's half closed eyes opened a smidgen. It was only a minor crack, yet just the gaze pushed Dyon's clone to the point of near collapse.

"Do you remember why it is you sent your young geniuses to the tower quadrants instead of going yourself? Well, I can answer that for you.

"Firstly, you place a great amount of hope in Lilith. You believe that she can grow into a Higher Existence just as powerful as yourself. Once that happens, let alone fourth place, your Devil Quadrants may be able to challenge second place.

"Secondly… Isn't it because you feared being detected by your enemies?

"Let me tell you something interesting. In just the few decades Lilith and your youthful geniuses have been here, they have already entered the pseudo dao realm, while Lilith herself has already entered the dao realm thanks to my Devil Vein.

"Yet… They haven't been detected by the enemies that made even you apprehensive. I'm sure you're a smart man, think of the reasons yourself. Then you can start to think about who really has the upper hand."

"You're… threatening me…" Eldaernth, aside from his partially opened eyes, hadn't undergone any changes.

"I think you're failing to understand something." Dyon said faintly. "The reason I sent a clone here isn't because I'm afraid of you, it's because I'm too busy to come personally. My daughter's 19th birthday is in a few days, and a father must prepare grand gifts for his daughter. In addition, the world's end is coming very soon, a husband must spend time with his wives.

"Compared to them, even the strongest existence of the Immortal Plane is worthless to me, let alone a man who must share that position with others on this mere Mortal Plane.

"Unfortunately for you, though, this is only the first misunderstanding you have. The second is the fact that you didn't realize that this is a clone because of your own ability, you only realized because I wanted you to realize.

"You believe that you're an existence on a level above my own… A pity that I've never seen it that way."

"… Interesting…" Eldaernth said faintly.

"Ah, I have to admit, that indifferent face of yours is annoying to me. Since you don't believe me, how about I explain a bit more?"

Dyon casually sat up from his chair, his forefinger casually tapping on the table that lay before them.

"Your name is Eldaernth Ravana, I believe? However, me knowing this isn't impressive. After all, maybe your daughter is the one who told me.

"That said…" A light smirk coated Dyon's features. "You are approaching your third millionth year of life. If we wanted to be precise about it, you would be 299 999 896 years old. You completed your Foundation Stage at 7 years old, the Meridian Formation Stage at 8 years old, the Essence Gathering Stage at 10 years old, the Saint Stage at 16 years old, and managed to enter the Dao Realm at 24 years old.

"Following this, you charged through to the 12th Dao Stage in just 10 000 years, and used another 500 000 to fill exactly 114 meridians from your completed 108 before challenging your Heaven's Staircase.

"Effectively, among Higher Existences, you are nigh undefeatable due to this reality. But what's truly exceptionally impressive is the fact you accomplished all of this without the backing of anyone. In fact, even your so-called Devil Quadrants only came into being thanks to you.

"Without something like… say… My Devil Vein, this accomplishment is truly impressive, I must say…"