Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

The normally strict and impatient Patriarch Mist smiled at this remark. It seemed he didn't mind that a junior interrupted their meeting.

"Patience, Little Valen. The opening of the Ancient Battlefield isn't a long way's away. You'll have time to break into the dao realm before then. We expect many things from you."

Valen seemed to be slightly appeased by these words and fell silent once more.

After a moment of silence, Patriarch Mist finally spoke once more.

"We will remain silent for these matters. We cannot move in full force in the first place, and there is nothing more important than the Ancient Battlefield. It's the place where the beginning of time meets the end… And it's also the place our Mist Clan will rise up once more. I won't let anything get in the way of that, even if it is the Sapientia."

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Dyon took one final look toward the Mist Clan grounds before disappearing. He hadn't found out everything he needed to know, but he still got some valuable information.

Whatever the Mist Clan wanted, it was on the Ancient Battlefield. To this day, Dyon still didn't know what it was about… Madeleine said the same words the Patriarch had said. A place where the beginning of time met the end? That the present was connected to the past and future all at once? He couldn't make sense of it, and neither could Madeleine when he asked.

But, more importantly, Dyon learned of something else. It seemed the Sapientia hadn't had enough of his foot quite yet. It seemed he needed to press them further into the ground on this 2 by 2 square of his…

'… Before I deal with that, should I pay Lilith a little visit?'

Dyon could only imagine how she was feeling. She had stalled her cultivation for a decade, all for the auction, yet it was suddenly cancelled.

Still, the provided an opportunity. This was the best chance he'd have to rope her in. But, more importantly, Dyon's intuition was telling him that she'd play a vital role in saving Eli.

However… seeing Lilith would require going to the very Enigmatic Sect that was probably all too eager to teach him a lesson.

**

The enigmatic sect, much like many other clans and sects like it, had its namesake chosen by the specialty of its land.

The Flaming Lily Sect was built upon a planet in which a volcanic eruption cooled into the shape of Lily, making its fire affinity incredibly high. The Water Mist Sect, in addition to the Dark Ocean nearby, was known for its exceptionally high water content, leaving many of its planets an overwhelming 95% water. Likewise, the Enigmatic Sect was a haven for peak celestials. Rumors had it that it was three times easier to comprehend enigmatic qi within their border than outside of it, in some special areas, it was over ten to even more times easier.

Much of the Enigmatic Sect's revenue came from renting out portions of its land to geniuses. It wasn't rare for those who had reached their potential within the celestial realm to come here in order to comprehend enigmatic qi.

The truth of the matter that enigmatic qi got its name for a very special reason. Up until the celestial realm, most qi is conventional. However, the paths one can take with enigmatic qi are wildly variable. As such, this was how it earned its 'enigmatic' title.

This said, most individuals still chose the conventional path. Only a rare few could comprehend a higher level qi. In fact, the qi one comprehended might not necessarily be better than the conventional path either.

Either way, the Enigmatic Sect seemed to make finding and comprehending this path far easier. Oddly enough, it wasn't because its qi density was higher. Its level of qi was no different from any of the other top eleven quadrants. It was truly a baffling mystery that had yet to be solved.

This peculiarity made the Sect one of the most visited quadrants even to the point of overshadowing the Sapientia Quadrant. Though, considering the situation the Sapientia Clan was in now, they wouldn't be much competition anymore anyway.

This was the place where Dyon and Amphorae appeared. A bustling city, filled to the brim with celestials. It looked like what Dyon would imagine a city in the middle ages to look like – cobbled roads and stone houses – however, it had one oddity that such cities couldn't possibly replicate: their buildings were exceptionally tall.

As one might imagine, renting space on Planet Enigmatic was incredibly expensive. As a result, most compensated for this by building upward.

Buildings almost stacked upon each other like boxes. The structural integrity, or lack thereof, really made one raise an eyebrow. If a single earthquake ravaged this area, it was obvious that none of these buildings would survive. But, since this was a city of cultivators, a mere planetary earthquake wouldn't be enough to harm them, which would probably explain this recklessness.

Still, although the Enigmatic City looked a bit goofy, it had character and a rich culture. It made one feel cozy.

'So places like this can exist in the martial world too.' Dyon lightly smiled, grasping Amphorae's small hand. If he had to describe it, he definitely found this city to be a small, tight knit community where everyone knew everyone else. Though, considering the size, that much was impossible.

"Let's go."

Amphorae seemed to sense that Dyon was in a good mood and smiled as well, following after him. She seemed completely oblivious to all the stares she was receiving and only had eyes for Dyon. Though, it seemed that for the first time in her life, someone might actually be receiving more stares than herself. Dyon's appearance was too shocking.

"That… That woman, isn't she the one who killed those six Moon Lords with the flick of two fingers?..."

"Wait, she's holding a man's hand. Isn't that True God Sacharro?!"

The whole world was speculating about Dyon's disappearance. News about what happened on the Middle Tier was slowly spreading, so everyone was wondering why the normally hot headed Dyon was nowhere to be seen. Wasn't his wife being attacked?