Reaper of the Martial World

Book 10: Chapter 65: God (2)

Somehow, even though he had left the range of their supposed turtle bell, no one dared to attack him.

That illusion… It was simply too fierce. Even though it had only reaped the life of one person, every single genius below had been dragged into it.

What if he had targeted them instead?

To make matters worse, it was only now they understood Dyon’s true purpose.

It was difficult to tell the age of a cultivator unless you had keen senses. Someone capable of doing so was even rarer in a land where soul cultivation was effectively banned. If Dyon had strolled into the tournament and started killing people, many watching on from home might believe that he was an expert who retained his young looks thanks to his high cultivation. But now, because of the Challenge Bell’s abilities… They knew that this was wrong!

This made it all the more certain… It was as though Dyon was slapping them awake, telling him that there was no path stronger than the soul path.

‘Our heirs don’t stand a chance. Even if it’s shameless, we must attack. Since he’s so boldly left the range of the Challenge Bell, kill him while he’s being arrogant! You all know as well as I how important this is. This is no longer just about the face of my Profound Earth Sect!’ Master Ores immediately communicated secretly with the other Heads.

But who knew that his qi would be intercepted and projected out for all to hear?

Dyon covered his lips, shaking his head in pity.

“Without strong soul cultivation, do you really believe you have the power to hide your secret conversations from me?”

Dyon laughed as the faces of the four Heads turned green.

It was all over. Dyon had used this small trick against Oshire once before, but it was even more useful now.

Master Ores roared into the skies. He no longer bothered with frivolous words as he immediately appeared above Dyon’s head, his palm striking downward with a force that threatened to shatter the whole planet.

Since it had already come to this, they couldn’t cut off the video feed no matter what. Since they could no longer suppress the curiosity toward soul cultivation, they’d instead crush it with absolute strength!

Master Ores wanted all of those commoners to know the price for offending their dignity!

“Whoa, whoa, whoa.” Dyon clicked his tongue, looking at the palm descending from above.

He took a step forward, making others believe that he was courting death. But an instant later, he appeared behind Master Ores, completely dodging his strike as though he was strolling through a park.

“What harsh bullying… I’m still a fragile budding youth of the future. Master Ores is truly grand… But I’m not so easy to intimidate.” Dyon’s innocent expression turned into a savage grin. “For every strike you levy against me, another one of your disciples dies.”

The words had barely left his lips before another Profound Earth Sect disciple collapsed. This time, it was the 6^th ranked Core Disciple!

Master Ores’ rage reached new heights as he completely ignored Dyon’s words to attack again. But…

5^th ranked core disciple… dead!

Many of the geniuses below collapsed in their own piles of waste. Facing that devastating illusion once was already terrible enough, but facing it three times… their minds were collapsing.

Some of them began to cry, their cheeks flooded with tears and their nostrils running with snot.

Others soiled their pants, unable to control their bodily functions. Cultivators of their realms should have long since been above expelling waste in this fashion, but they were unable to do anything about it.

“Yikes. That’s not a pretty sight.” Dyon laughed as he dodged another attack and yet another disciple fell.

Master Ores wasn’t so easy to face at all. In fact, if Dyon fought him head on, it would probably take him several hours to win since this hot-blooded sect head was actually a 12^th stage Dao Formation expert. However, Dyon didn’t need to fight him head on.

As things stood now, maybe only a Higher Existence could match Dyon’s speed, and this would only be thanks to their ability to tear the void. Unless you were an absolute genius above the 9^th Order within the Dao Realm, fighting Dyon was a foolish dream. He could already look down upon all normal Dao experts.

After taking back ownership of the Energy Core, Dyon crossed into the 3^rd Dao Realm and on the verge of entering the 4^th and becoming a Middle Dao Formation expert. On top of this, he was also on the verge of completing the Gold Silk Realm of his Titan Diamond Body, making his body already comparable to the strength of a Middle Dao Expert alone!

Dyon, if the Higher Existences of the top 3 quadrants and likely these 99 Universes were ignored, could already boast the greatest strength in the Tower Quadrants. When this strength was combined with Hell’s Right Eye’s ability to ignore space and void, his battle prowess was beyond normal logic.

Master Ores’ eyes turned a bloody red as he watched his disciples fall one after another.

“WHAT ARE YOU ALL DOING?!” He roared. “ATTACK TOGETHER!”

The three Heads looked at one another and knew they had no choice. Not only did they suddenly move as one, but a powerful surge of Faith Qi suddenly erupted from all four of them.

Dyon’s eyes narrowed. By all logic, since they only shared 99 universes together, their Faith shouldn’t be so powerful. Yet, it was enough for Dyon to feel as though he was once more facing an insurmountable mountain.  

In the next moment he understood and sneered. ‘So that’s why… They were taken in as Vassal States of the Sapientia Clan…’