Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

In the end, though Junior was still weaker than Dyon overall, it wasn't by a large margin, Dyon would still have to take him seriously.

"So….? Where's my present?" Junior asked with a grin.

Dyon's features darkened as he threw out a kick. "Get out of here. Stop ruining my relaxing day."

Junior laughed, dodging the kick and going over to shamelessly flirt with Mia and Bella.

"My two beautiful fairies, did you miss husband?"

Mia, the elder sister, blushed profusely.

"Who's your wife!" Bella snapped, pelting Junior with her small fists.

Junior laughed shamelessly. "Don't be like that! Husband has something good for you, it can't be that you'll reject him, right?"

"No one wants anything from you!" Bella responded. Last time Junior said this, she fell for it. Then this shameless guy actually showed her and her sister a dual cultivation technique!

Seeing this scene, Dyon felt black lines growing on his forehead. This Junior was really too willful!

"What exactly are you scolding him in your mind for?" Clara asked with disdain.

Madeleine and Ri burst into a fit of giggles. Even Amphorae seemed to be trying her hardest not to laugh as well. Dyon couldn't believe that even his Amphorae was betraying him like this. Those years with Clara corrupted his angel!

Almost at the worst possible time, Delia, Eli and their son Aiden came over.

"Clara's right, big brother." Delia said with a sly grin. "Do you still remember the first words you ever said to me?"

Dyon suddenly had a bad premonition. The first time he met Delia, he was naked after putting his clothes away to avoid them getting wet as he scaled Focus Academy. When he saw that she saw him naked, he had said…

"'Am I adequate?' I believe those words were."

After hearing this, even his own daughter started laughing at him. Dyon was speechless… he suddenly felt that these people forgot that he was the ruler of 299 universes!

**

At this moment, a year of leisure had already passed quietly. Just a few days ago, Dyon helped his daughter celebrate her 16th birthday. To the Mortal Alliance, she had already become akin to a goddess, having a reputation even higher than Dyon's own wives. Of course, this was only because Madeleine, Ri, Clara and Amphorae had suddenly disappeared for 12 years. They definitely had some catching up to do.

In truth, some were beginning to pressure Dyon a bit to establish an Empire, but for some reason, Dyon still felt like it wasn't the right time. So, he continued to hold off.

Finally, Dyon felt that his heart had settled down enough, he entered a cave on a secluded moon countless light years away from the next nearest lifeforms and took out Hell's Right Eye.

Dyon definitely felt that it would be a mistake to take in this treasure if he was around others, this was why he hadn't even considered absorbing it back within the Federation. Doing such a thing would have been as good as announcing to the world he had such a treasure.

'Little Yin, Little Yang… What's the history of this treasure?' Dyon asked.

'Our cultivation is still too weak to see the history of a treasure even the Immortal Plane salivates over…' Little Yang replied solemnly.

'Is that so…' Dyon muttered.

When Dyon spoke to Legolas about Hell's Right Eye, the archer had actually not even attempted to ask for it back. In fact, he said that he could feel his life force draining every time he used it, and that it had an incredibly corrosive nature. Even touching it would make one feel as though they were dying.

Yet Dyon could easily touch it. He had even had it in his inner world for over a year, yet he had felt no adverse effects…

In Legolas' experience, the eye only gave him minor control over some gravitational and space laws, not to mention gave him sharper eyesight, both of which greatly helped his archery. But he found that while he was relying on it, his comprehension stagnated.

Yet again, Legolas' experience and Dyon's were akin to Heaven and Earth. Dyon almost felt like he couldn't improve and comprehend more if he didn't have this treasure.

No matter how much he thought about it, Dyon simply couldn't wrap his head around it. The only option left was to take a leap of faith.

Taking a deep breath, Dyon raised the dense black pearl to his right eye.

In an instant, he lost control. The treasure surged into his pupil, ramming into his body with an unbridled excitement.

The moment his eye and it fused, veins of black pulsed outward, stretching out from his eye like the webs of a malignant spider.

Dyon didn't scream, but his body trembled. He felt as though the entirety of his eye was being reconstructed. It wasn't only that, but even the meridians and blood vessels around his eye were being broken and reformed.

Dyon could vaguely tell that this would likely give him access to a new vein of magic, one that likely would be of the Ancient variety at worst, but the pain was too severe to think about it.

Subconsciously, Dyon realized why this process was so difficult. If he hadn't entered the Gold Silk Realm, maybe he wouldn't have felt any pain at all. But because his body had grown in strength, it took some effort, albeit a small bit, for Hell's Right Eye to break it down and reconstruct it as it saw fit.

The days ticked by. Eventually, half a year had passed before the pain in his eye began to subside and he could finally relax.

When Dyon finally regained the state of mind necessary to take a look around, he realized that the moon around him had been completely obliterated. It wasn't just the moon, but even the very solar system it sat within was nowhere to be seen.

Dyon was shocked. He raised his hand to his right eye… Suddenly, he felt that it was both familiar, yet somehow foreign at the same time.