Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

As Elder Conli's face turned from red to purple to blue to black, the sounds of stifling laughter could be heard. Although they weren't terribly loud, with his cultivation, how could he not have heard them?

A blast of heat suddenly overwhelming the planet, causing trees to wither and catch fire. Even Dyon's skin couldn't help but blister in the heat. If it wasn't for the protection around the Angel Clan, Dyon doubted that the saints could have handled it without severe pain.

How cruel. Despite the planetary explosions being so far away, how could the destruction of so many leave Planet Haven completely unaffected? The truth was that such an explosion should have taken Planet Haven with it, however, there was a very specific reason it hadn't. And that reason was why Dyon was so confident.

Dyon's clothes burned away to reveal a skin-tight armor underneath. He couldn't help but feel remorseful for all the innocents that much have died under this wave, but he didn't have the time to worry about it. At the very least, most cities had protective formation, and even though they weren't as good as Dyon's, as long as they could stand an attack or two from a saint, it would be enough to survive.

However, now, Dyon was truly angry. All to intimidate and show off, this Elder Conli had essentially sentenced millions to death. If Dyon didn't play with his life to death as well, would he still be a Sacharro?!

"Don't be so quick to anger." Dyon said with a cold light in his eyes. "If you wanted to display your power so grandly, what you should have done is blown this planet up directly, but you can't do that, can you?"

Dyon's words caused Elder Conli's eyes to narrow. His lips twitched, but he didn't respond.

"That's okay, you don't need to respond. I'll just expose some of your oh so grandiose lies.

"I know you expect people to believe that you didn't save your disciple because you didn't have time to, but the reality of the matter is that you didn't dare to.

"I know you want people to believe that you supposedly used a percent of a percent of your power, when in reality that's also far from the truth.

"I know you want us to quake in fear and submit willingly, but unfortunately, you don't have the qualifications!" By the time Dyon had finished, his voice was like a resounding boom filling the air. The gales erupting from his lungs directly cooled the blistering heat, sending relief through the planet.

"So, how could I say the truth for you since you won't?

"The truth is you didn't dare output enough power to save your disciple. The truth is that you used at least 10% of your power. And the truth is the one who'll die here today will without a doubt be you!"

Dyon's words were like a beating drum, causing the hearts of those who heard them to be filled with endless fighting intent.

The moment Dyon learned from Amphorae, who learned from Luna, that his father was alive, he had felt an unbridled joy. However, this also meant many other things. For example, the fact that his father had to be suppressed by a formation using 12 grand elder level characters.

On the surface, that information might not mean much. But, in the hands of Dyon, it told me almost everything.

For one, this was most definitely one of the elders partaking in the formation. That meant one thing: the formation was greatly weakened, and his father might already be on his way.

Secondly, why would this grand elder come here even knowing that his father was escape once he did? The only explanation was that they had been watching this whole time and made the decision that since they had already so thoroughly offended Dyon's father, there was no going back. That meant that what they wanted here was something they could use to finally be rid of the thorn that was his father at their side.

Thirdly, Dyon was already aware of what they wanted. The first thing was Luna's primordial yin, and the second was the Energy Core. According to Amphorae, it was impossible to take away Luna's primordial yin without the Energy Core, however this information made Dyon narrow his eyes.

The reason was simple, Dyon could already tell a virgin from a non-virgin at a glance way back during his first campaign. However, this wasn't the poignant point. The true point was that he had been able to do so by sensing the fluctuations that were unique to a primordial yin. Although Dyon's soul was sealed and he couldn't sense as effectively as he had before, his Perception had reached heaven defying levels. As a result, he could already see through the fact that Luna wasn't a virgin, which means he had somehow taken her primordial yin already!

What did this all mean? It meant that Dyon had what they wanted on both fronts. And while they might not know he had Luna's primordial yin, what they could guarantee was that the Energy Core was here. In fact, Dyon suspected that the entire reason they allowed Luna to come here instead of locking her away was because she should have been the best option to subdue the Energy Core! However, for whatever reason, the Energy Core had only made itself known when Dyon broke through. It was almost as though it was waiting for Dyon specifically…

That aside, the fact that Dyon had what they wanted meant a couple things. For one, they wouldn't dare to kill him so easily. In fact, he suspected that Elder Conli would likely torture him to vent his anger and only kill him after receiving what he wanted.

However, this wasn't the only point that filled Dyon with confidence. Elder Conli wouldn't dare attack with enough power to destroy Planet Haven, because not only would that risk Luna's life, it would also risk destroying the Energy Core. Of course, Dyon knew that even if Elder Conli was a hundred times more powerful he wouldn't be able to put a single hairline crack into the surface of the Energy Core, but clearly Elder Conli didn't know this. Only Dyon, as it's master, knew its strength better than anyone. It was just that his energy cultivation was sealed, so he couldn't use it. But, that benefitted him greatly as well, because it was exactly for this reason that Elder Conli wasn't able to sense it!

As such, a few sentences laid everything bare for Dyon. Unless Elder Conli's life was in true danger, he wouldn't dare use his full power. And, even then, he would think twice, because even if he survived Dyon, would he survive Dyon's father?

Once Dyon's thoughts filled the ears of everyone present, his place in their hearts couldn't help but be lifted several fold. They couldn't fathom how a child, relative to the martial world, was able to stay so calm in the face of such power.

"So, Elder Conli. It's best you stop trying to intimidate my people and stay here obediently for my father to come and kill you. Or, you could flee and test your luck. Maybe if you're lucky, he won't find you." Dyon's gaze sharpened, piercing through to Conli's soul.

Elder Conli remained silent for a good long while before he began to laugh again.

"Truly worthy of being that bastard's son." Soon, his laughter stopped, replaced by cold killing intent. "Unfortunately for you, I didn't cultivate for so many years to be a coward. I've been tempering my martial heart before your grandfather was a thought in your great grand father's nut sack. Even if you manage to stall me, I'll directly kill you then face your father's fury with my head held high!"

Dyon would have felt appreciation for Elder Conli's courage, but in reality, all he felt was disdain. This old codger couldn't beat his father, so he settled for bullying the younger generation, yet he said that his martial heart was firm?

"This is what you call a firm martial heart?" Dyon sneered.

After he had heard of King Patia-Neva's story from his wives after he awoke from his coma, Dyon learned the importance of a firm martial heart, and he also understood his own path even clearer.

This wasn't the place where he'd die! His own death would be dictated by his own will, not someone else's.