Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God-Novel



Despite the fact the Dragon King didn't have the true spirit of a weapon, it was already so powerful. At the same time, the abilities of the demon sage tower were beyond the bounds of reason… Raising the quality of a blade by allowing it to swallow lesser weapons? Raising the bloodline of a beast using regular blood and not blood essence? This was simply unreasonable.

When Dyon triggered the lifesaving ability of the lightning willow mask, its hidden item spirit had awoken. Although he didn't see it at that time, it was responsible for both his survival and the benefits he received afterward.

When the Lightning Sparrow appeared, it immediately felt a resonance with Dyon's manifestation, unable to ignore the streak of golden lightning. While others might not understand the meaning behind such a thing, how could the Lightning Sparrow not?

Yellow, Orange, Green, Blue, Violet, Red, Black, White and finally… Gold! Each at least two times more powerful than the last. For it to see a master capable of evoking such a phenomenon, how could it not be moved? At that time, the Lightning Sparrow bound itself to Dyon, unwilling to take a step back, it even angered the Heavens themselves.

To a Lightning Sparrow whose body encompassed all nine colors, it would feel at home even in the face of a Nine Cloud Tribulation, let alone a mere Four Cloud!

The Lightning Sparrow was cursed to never display its absolute beauty to the world, but that didn't mean that it had ever given up on doing so. Dyon was its chance, its chance to rein in the Heavens and shatter the Laws that bound it. As long as Dyon mastery over Lightning reached a certain peak, the sparrow would no longer be restricted.

Madeleine and the beast babies watched in shock as lightning streak after streak was swallowed into nothingness. The Lightning Sparrow's shadow was far too fast for them to see exactly what was happening. Even in its deep slumber, it was cursed with an otherworldly, unstoppable speed.

Dyon's manifestation shimmered into existence, rotating its six halos such that the streak of golden lightning shaped into a dragon stood at just behind its head.

Yellow, orange, green and blue swirls began to change its appearance. The one colored golden dragon morphed once more, becoming a beautiful rainbow dragon. It crackled, looking far livelier than it did before as it roared into the skies.

The Heavens trembled in anger, but even as the final 81st streak of lightning descended as a brilliant ice blue, there was no change to the situation.

The skies above closed unwillingly. No matter how enraged it was, the Heavens could never break its own rules. Considering treasures were allowed during tribulations, what right did it have to still be angry?

Unfortunately, what it could do was not heal Dyon. And, it clearly had no intention of adding him to cultivate.

However, even more unfortunate for the Heavens, since when did Dyon beg and plead it for anything?

BOOM!

At that moment, Dyon's thumping Sovereign Flame Seed burst into a ray of Golden Light that slammed into the skies, shattering what remained of the lingering tribulation clouds as though to express its dissatisfaction.

All sorts of energies began to roll toward Dyon. Essence, Saint and Celestial, all careening into his body at once as a magnificent change began to take place.ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ɴovelFɪre.net

His charred body became coated in a blanket of golden flames. This flame had no offensive or defensive power. In fact, it was incredibly docile and gentle… It was neither too hot nor too cold, in fact, it didn't even tickle Dyon's skin. Instead, it softly washed over him like a mother bathing her newborn child.

Dyon suddenly felt his Presence dropping at a drastic rate. From Peak King to Lower King, to Duke… to Marquise… to Earl …. To Viscount … Before it finally disappeared into nothing.

Yet, at this time, Dyon's body was experiencing an even more shocking change. His body slowly repaired itself, revealing a face that made others tremble with just a single look. At the same time, it was so incomparably noble that it almost seemed blasphemous for a normal individual to lay eyes on him, they could only lower their heads as he walked by…

Just what change was occurring? Just what was the secret of the Sovereign Flame?

Sealed energies within The Seal shook. At that moment, Dyon's body cultivation which had stagnated at the 1st celestial realm skyrocketed.

From the very beginning, Dyon hadn't absorbed all of the energy from Evangeline's first three seals. One had to remember that according to Dyon's calculations, shattering all 11 energy seals would bring him to the dao formation realm. So, how could 1 seal had been so pitifully weak?

At that time, Dyon not only sealed much of the energy from the energy seal, but also repeated the same feat with the soul and body seal!

The paths of body refinement and body cultivation were different, but they still kept the same root. Dyon diligently spent his time refining his body to greater heights and improving his strength, but he never improved upon his body's actual cultivation. However, it was at this moment that he finally reached the bottleneck he was looking for, causing both his body refinement level and body cultivation level to fuse as one and move forward together!

The influx of energies served multiple purposes. Not only had Dyon's body healed, but the weight he could sustain went from 106 000 000 jin, all the way to 199 999 999. The moment he reached this level, the clear shattering of a barrier resounded and his body cultivation, that had stagnated for a long time, moved forward.

1st celestial realm… 2nd celestial realm … 3rd celestial realm!

The energy seal moved, flooding Dyon's barren meridians happily. It condensed, again and again, forced by the laws of his silver mirror constitution into a paste similar to Divine Milk. Even saint energy hadn't been this solid. In fact, only the saint level Bold type energy was able to surpass Dyon's celestial energy in thickness!