Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

Then, he shattered that newly formed dao heart willingly, all for the sake of seeking a new path he had next to no idea about.

If his arrogance was as infallible as he believed, then why had the reality of Chaos affected him at all? If it was so undefeatable, so untouchable, why did he rely on the will of people he disparaged in his own heart?

He shattered that dao heart, the very dao heart that stood among the very top nine, for what? To seek out a new, better path? Then why was it that he hadn't even tried to meditate on that new path since then? It had been almost 4 years now since he learned of this mysterious 'new path' from his manifestation. Why had he made no progress?

He lashed out in frustration, in an irrational rage. For once, he lashed out not because he truly believed the words he was hearing were wrong, but because he didn't have a better answer.

If he let go of his arrogance, what exactly did he have left? If he couldn't trick himself into believing he was undefeatable, that he was untouchable, would he be able to accomplish anything?

The issue was that Dyon himself didn't believe his arrogance was a simple trick of the mind. It was ingrained so deeply that sometimes he felt like a different person entirely. As though his personality was preset long before he was even born.

A massive wave of raging soul qi swept over Calming Lake.

In his rage, Dyon had suddenly accomplished something so very few in history had ever done… He reached the One with Self realm with a divine grade technique.

Devour. Devour everything.

Dyon's crushing divine sense descended upon beautiful pink lakes, rivers and clouds. It filled them with a darkness that had no place in this world.

It was such a fierce contrast that the Mystical Realm shook. A place spanning millions of miles shook under the rage of a single man.

[Devour]. It was one of the very first techniques Dyon ever learned. Back then, he knew so little about the martial world that he had no idea one wasn't supposed to be able to use divine grade techniques until they entered the dao realm.

How could that Dyon know just how heaven defying his soul was? To be capable of doing something so inconceivable despite barely being within the practitioner realm?

[Devour] had nine stages split into three acts. Each step forward was a massive leap forward, but Dyon hardly paid attention to it. The soul was too fragile to use [Devour] wantonly, so often times, Dyon ignored it.

However, as time passed, Dyon's soul talent shined fiercely. Even when he wasn't thinking about it, he would suddenly comprehend small bits of it. Before he knew it, he had reached the ninth stage.

It was lamentable. If he had reached the ninth stage when Head Void was attacking, he wouldn't have needed to activate his tribulation. The moment Head Void opened up his mind, the battle would have been over. But, that was all Dyon thought of it…

But suddenly, this day, in his absolute rage, he wanted to devour everything in sight. He wanted to tear down everything that dared make him feel this irrational anger, this anger that even he himself was ashamed of feeling.

It was then Heaven's Blessing descended.

The roars of the enraged Ancestor Dragons were completely drowned out by Dyon's own. He only wanted to Devour more.

Was it easy to reach the One with Self realm of a divine grade technique? Of course not. Let alone a divine grade technique, even doing so for a common grade technique was impossible for many.

Dyon had spent more than 100 years reflecting upon [Devour]. Though, if others heard of such a thing, they would bang their heads against a wall. Divine grade techniques were meant to be used by dao experts, meaning you should have hundreds of thousands of years to reflect upon the technique. Pretending as though 100 years was a long time was laughable.

To make matters worse, Dyon clearly ignored the technique for much of that time. Rather than consciously, it was more accurate to say that his subconscious reached the One with Self realm. But, regardless, the power was his own now.

Still… After their rage subsided… One wouldn't be able to help their curiosity… Just what did it mean for a divine grade technique to reach such a realm? Just what changed? How powerful was it now?

[Devour] was a technique that originally served two main functions. The first was soul qi absorption. This could be used to either replenish stamina or quickly increase one's soul cultivation. The second was memory absorption. Together, these functions became excellent auxiliary abilities, albeit dangerous to use.

During the first act, of which there were three stages, one would only be able to use this technique against those with weaker souls than them. Come the second act, it was possible to use [Devour] against those with equivalent soul strengths to yourself. Finally, the highest act allowed to use [Devour] against those even above your soul stage.

In addition to this, the acts provided various changes mainly toward the speed in which the technique could be implemented. The greater the act, the faster one could absorb soul qi and memories.

However, the One with Self realm was on a completely different level.

The first major change was in range. Before, Dyon could only use [Devour] if he touched an individual or applied the technique to something he shot out from himself. For example, he was able to coat his Tree of Life and Death manifestation with [Devour] because it was a part of his soul.

But now, Dyon could use [Devour] as though he was manipulating atmospheric qi. As long as one was within the range of his divine sense, they could very well be devoured…

This wasn't the most fear inducing part. As if the possibility of having your body drained of everything from 500 000 km away wasn't enough, Dyon no longer had to put his soul in harm's way.