Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

Back when Yandevere spent days trying to acquire a whip, Dyon became certain of his analysis. It was clear then that she was trying to delay them from reaching the top floor. In the end, she had thought that she had done her job sufficiently, not believing for even a moment that Dyon would finish in time. But, who would have known that Dyon would have wrapped everything up in less than half an hour?

Who was the first person to display shock at his quickness? Was it not Yandevere?

The woman thought she was being sly. She knew that she didn't have the power to reach the sword treasures in the distance, but she also knew that given her personality, asking Dyon for help wouldn't align well.

After Dyon set the precedent of only helping Sabona because the item she wanted was useful to him, Yandevere became certain that Dyon wouldn't help her out on a whim. So, she had no choice but to take the whip, thinking that Dyon didn't know what weapon she used and that Sabona was too simple minded to realize that her actions were odd.

When Dyon used spear qi to retrieve his treasures, she became even more assured in her plan. Since he wasn't a swordsman, he wouldn't be able to tell that she also used a sword just by looking at her. This was why she acted so boldly.

Unfortunately for her, Dyon was a Weapon's Master. Even before he awakened this will, simply due to his Weapon's Pagoda Manifestation, he was able to comprehend weapons to a deep level. How could such a thing escape him?

In the end, Yandevere had lost from the very beginning. With her now fully sealed, her actions were no longer her own.

"Now… Where were we?" Dyon appeared by his wife's side once more, a small smile on his face.

Dyon felt 18 pairs of eyes on him. Aside from those on his side, the geniuses who stood before the door were still trying to process just what they had seen. It was too difficult to accept.

Although Yandevere was only a 5th or 6th order peak celestial, the only individuals who would dare snub their noses at that would be Gods and True Gods. That left trillions of individuals looking up toward her in awe.

Unfortunately for Yandevere, after Dyon snapped the Presence protecting treasure from her neck, she had already lost. Because of his Presence, she had no ability to see through his knife qi, and as such couldn't figure out where he was. To top this off, Yandevere had assumed that he resisted her flames before simply due to his undead body, not knowing that his white flames were far superior to hers. He didn't fear her grey flames at all.

When two flames both reached the half-step dao realm, wouldn't their cultivations difference become irrelevant at that point?

Truth be told, Dyon was also lucky. Usually, the Presence protecting treasures of various geniuses took all kinds of forms. It was because of Madeleine and her inside information that he knew exactly where to look and exactly what to take. To anyone else, the necklace would have seemed like any normal piece of jewelry.

To top this off, the Flaming Lily Sect might be of the 4th ranked quadrant, but it had to be remembered that this rank was mostly due to the Golden Crow Sect and not them. The treasures they could provide to even their Legatees was highly limited. If it wasn't for this, how could a treasure so easily be taken from one's neck?

In the end, Dyon had his comprehension of True Weapon Will to thank the most for this. His use of knife qi was even more effective than using a concealment array. Yandevere lost the moment she exposed herself to him.

Seeing their reactions, Dyon's features suddenly grew scary, his battle intent brewing. "COME ON!" Weren't you all eager to fight? Why haven't you moved?

His voice boomed, an involuntary melding of music will causing the ears of the weak to begin bleeding. Those who had only just stepped into the celestial realm felt as though their minds would explode at any moment. They had not a single clue that Dyon had yet to bring out his full strength.

Several years ago, Dyon already caused three fifth grade lower celestial to implode with his voice alone. Back then, he had only been able to bring out 10 000 jin of his true weight. The only reason he didn't attempt to repeat this feat was because everyone here was a first grade celestial. However… Matters would be different if he had a voice technique.

Christian III expression was unsightly. Yandevere was a trump card their Sect had nurtured for more than a thousand years already. She was perfectly in line to become the next Sect Master in just a few ten thousand years. Once that happened, considering all of the Elders they already had in their back pockets, the threat of the Flaming Lily Sect would be eliminated completely.

It was for this reason that they invested so much in probing Madeleine's background. After finding out that she was backed by Dyon, this actually made their job easier. By using the elders they had planted, they could make it seem like Dyon was using Madeleine to take over their Sect. As long as enough believed that, Madeleine would never become the Sect Master.

Plus, finding a spy as cold-hearted yet undetectable as Yandevere was near impossible. In fact, it wasn't for their instructions, she could have become a False True God!

However, in order to alleviate suspicions, the Golden Crow Sect upper echelon decided that Yandevere should breakthrough at the 6th Order. This way, the Flaming Lily Sect elders would believe that they left her alone because she was too weak.

With the truth of how every 7th Order and above genius of the Flaming Lily Sect always died mysterious deaths, Yandevere's 6th Order strength was the perfect cover.

How cruel was that? What kind of cold-blooded nature did Yandevere need to purposely cut off her own talent? Just what did the Golden Crow Sect promise her?

Originally, Christian III hadn't been willing to have her act. Instead, he wanted her to make covert movements to impede Dyon slightly, but not too much. Her value was far too high to take such a risk.

However, after being foiled by Dyon and facing his momentum, God Goldeen made a rash decision which he thought was foolproof. He had planned to kill everyone of the Flaming Lily Sect and then turn on those here, making sure the truth of this matter didn't leak. Who could have known that Dyon had seen through them from the very beginning?

In the end, a thousand plus years of accumulation was washed away in a single instance of time.

The Princes and Princesses of the Fiery Lotus and Flame Rebirth Sects looked at each other with a complex gaze.

"True God Sacharro. We are not individuals who do not understand how to repay a debt, however, we carry the weights of our Sects on our back." Roselia of the Flame Rebirth Sect stepped forward. "If not for this, we wouldn't have offended you by targeting your wife nor would we stand before you today. Even if you are powerful, we must fight."

Dyon smiled. "Such matters are simple. Those who dare to have designs on my wife's flames must die, even if I understand your plight. However, I'm also aware that the idea wasn't yours.

"If you join my side now, not only will I give all five of you a key, you do not have to fight this battle."

The five nobles were stunned by Dyon's words. They had fully expected him to be completely unyielding.

"In fact," Dyon said with a light smile, "I'd also be willing to give Comet Lord Blythe and her two protectors keys as well. Of course, excluding the less than appealing Wilder. Aside from the keys I'll keep aside for my wife, myself and Sabona, there are two keys remaining. However, I'd prefer to let them burn in hell.

"Today, God Goldeen dies. As for whether you want to die with him," Dyon's eyes scanned the remaining Golden Crow Sect disciples, "That's up to you."

Dyon's words were indifferent and unhurried.