Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

In that moment, the skies suddenly darkened. Without Dyon's acceptance, his manifestation suddenly appeared, looming over the Sprite Capital with an incomparably arrogant visage.

Its body was draped in robes wreathed with black and white flames. Its wings hovered directly to its back, on one side holding six beautiful white feathered ones, and to the other, six glistening black feathered ones.

Six halos of black-gold revolved, holding images of profound paths beyond one's comprehension. However, if one looked closely… They were actually becoming more solid!

Slowly, its illusory form became more corporeal. What had once been a mere projection of an image was actually turning into flesh and blood!

If those on the Immortal Plane could see this scene, they would shiver in astonishment. This sort of event was a level far beyond a mere manifestation. It was the birth of a Vajra Body! However, such a monstrosity would only appear when one was stepping into the very peak of the Dao Monolith Realm, a mere half-step from the Selfless Dao Realm!

An existence that should only appear on the Immortal Plane was actually forcefully breaking through its restrictions here. How could the mortal plane not tremble from end to end?

This sort of matter made things clear. The Dao Heart was inextricably linked to one's soul. There was no coincidence that Dyon's Dao Heart grew in the chest of his Nascent Soul.

One's soul provided the connection to Heaven one needed to comprehend Heavenly Daos… So it was naturally the key to breaking away from the Heavens to form one's own path!

Ever since Dyon awakened his Dao Heart, it had lied in slumber for decades. In truth, he wasn't even aware of his own Dao Heart's name, let alone its uses. It just seemed to sit there, doing nothing. In the end, after Dyon failed to gain any results by probing with his Immortal Sense, he let it be.

But, he could have never realized that it would explode forth with such frightening momentum on this day.

In those moments, the rotation of his six black-gold halos gained substance. The sound of grinding gears filled the ears of those watching on in disbelief.

Finally, a satisfying chik-a sound resonated as the very black halo Dyon had never before touched upon rotated to the very top.

A single eye peered downward, looking toward the world with unbridled disdain.

"AAGGHHH!"

Dyon roared, grabbing hold of his eye.

Unfortunately, no matter how he tried, there was nothing he could do. A flame that sent shivers down his spine erupted.

A moment later, it burst from his eye socket. Alauna and Luna could only watch on with their hearts tightening as Dyon's left eye burst into a shower of blood.

The turn of events was too great. In one instant, they taught Dyon to be on top of the world, but in the next he was screaming in agony as a side of his face erupted in flames that sent shivers down their spine.

Dyon remembered the words spoken to him in the past.

His pupil manifestation… He couldn't evoke its true strength unless he met one of two conditions: either temper his body to the Fate Silk Realm, or find both Hell's Right Eye and Heaven's Left Eye.

Who knew that before he could find Heaven's Left Eye, this baleful existence would actually trigger without his consent, even obliterating his left eye entirely? If Dyon hadn't found Hell's Right Eye by a stroke of luck thanks to meeting Legolas, wouldn't he be completely blind right now?

Unfortunately, the arrogant eye didn't seem to care about it master's pain. It continued to become more corporeal, forcing the space around it to tremble and shatter.

The Sprite Capital was immediately filled with spatial qi that sprinkled like glass shards. The situation became incomparably dangerous in but a split second. If it wasn't for Luna's expression changing and her immediate action, the deaths that would have ensued could only be imagined.

Dyon couldn't grasp just what was happening.

One had to remember that his body had reached such a terrible state that he hadn't felt much of anything for several weeks already. Yet, he was actually screaming out in pain now.

Dyon had experienced having his body completely remolded more times than he could count, he had been more savage to himself than even his enemies, more cruel to his own body that even that of others.

But in all these instances, he rarely screamed like he was now.

In the end, Dyon savagely bit his own tongue. Though it wasn't to the point of cutting it off completely, it was more or less halfway to such a result. One could imagine how much strength was needed to do such a thing considering the current level his Titan Diamond Body had reached.

His fingers were completely singed having reflexively covered his bleeding eye socket, his body was bent over, completely hunched in pain even as the trembling of space continued.

'You fool, if you don't want to destroy this quadrant in its entirety, you better swallow your grievances and evoke your sealed world again. If not, you can bear the consequences of killing your daughter and the mother of your child alone.'

An ancient voice resounded in Dyon's mind. Who could it be if not the Dragon King?

The old lizard had been dormant for quite a long time. Dyon simply found that he didn't need him very much recently. But, who knew he would provide such a timely reminder?

Dyon grit his teeth. He knew he had no choice. The momentum of his singular pupil was too savage.

It had been the very first of his six black-gold halos to awaken, yet it was taking its sweet time becoming corporeal.

'Damned brat really makes one faint from shock. Awakening a damn Vajra Body on the mortal plane. Are you trying to commit mass genocide?'

Dyon spun his qi, gritting his teeth as he suddenly became to feel the pain hidden within his marred meridians.

A moment later, the grand seal that once covered their skies appeared again.