Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

"After mastering the most complex runic veins of the common grade, you can practically inscribe anything. However, higher grades are more complex and require more practice. Not only do you need to take it step by step, but you need to learn specific types of runic veins as well.

"Broadly, you'll need to learn strength, speed, affinity and cognitive type runic veins. There's a fifth, specialty type, but these can only be tackled on an individual basis.

"Now go, work! Your progress is too slow!"

It wasn't until 13 years passed that Dyon finally trudged through the practitioner grade… He looked like nothing more than a zombie.

On the bright side, Zabia and the Vinum disciples were showing signs of finally recovering! They would soon break into the dao formation realm.

Dyon, however, was completely spent. Over the past over ten years, he had rarely gotten a break. With his body now, he needed literal tons of normal food a day or he would feel starved. If not tons, then he would at least need a few dozen pounds of infernal beast meat.

Obviously, the Demon Sage had no such food here and Dyon's supply of beast meat had long since run out.

The good news was that he could have broken into the celestial realm at any time. Unlike others, he didn't need to spend time meditating to comprehend celestial energy because his soul and body had long since broken into the world. He already understood how to use and manipulate the energy.

However, something was holding Dyon back. His instincts told him to wait for the Golden Flame Mystical World, so he did so.

What Dyon didn't know was that his awakening of the eternity's balance pupils had given him a strange case of Deja vu. His faint understanding of another timeline told him that there was a massive benefit that could only be reaped by saints in the Mystical World. It was just that he couldn't put it into words.

That said, Dyon had always been one to trust his instincts. As for the Demon Sage who noticed this, he didn't say much. It had nothing to do with him.

Everyone knows that the celestial realm was a massive watershed moment. It was the instance in time where one would gain the energy necessary to impact the laws of the universe. It was also the point where one crossed over and into the world of true cultivation. It was a very important step that laid the foundation for the future. If one could, it was best to gain the most perfect breakthrough possible.

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Years later, Dyon's 25 year time limit was approaching, but he still hadn't broken into the rank of the master realm practitioner. Unfortunately, he didn't have the time to entertain the Demon Sage any longer…

"I have to leave within three days, or I won't make it back in time." Dyon explained. He had been trying to break into the lower master realm for a decade now, but continuously failed. He knew that these three days would do him no good, especially since his body was steadily weakening due to lack of food.

The Demon Sage looked toward Dyon, but in the end, he shrugged. With Dyon's work ethic, he didn't need someone lording over him. If he wanted an excuse to escape the torture, he would have used it long ago.

The other point of unfortunate news was that Zabia and the Vinum disciples still hadn't woken up. It was probably a better idea for Dyon to bring them home so that they could break through to the dao formation realm.

Seeing the Demon Sage's lack of response, Dyon asked a question instead. "Would you like to wake up your daughter now? Or do you want me to wait until my empire is more stable?"

Truth be told, the Demon Sage was stunned by this question. Dyon knew by now that the Demon Sage's daughter was a dao formation expert, not a normal one either. Which selfish leader wouldn't want that kind of help right now? Yet, he could tell that Dyon would take his opinion seriously.

It was far safer for his daughter to remain in her current limbo state and reap the rewards of Dyon's already built kingdom. With how much the Demon Sage helped Dyon, his daughter had already earned this kind of treatment, there was no question. Whether it be the vaults filled with true infernal beast cores, or the countless body path and body refinement techniques, or the beast tomes. These things were invaluable to Dyon's future.

"I guess you do have a conscience." The Demon Sage snorted.

"We Pakals do not need anything handed to us!" Eventually, the Demon Sage settled on this response. "My daughter will fight for her place. But, I promise you that if I see you've bullied her from the other side, I'll rise from the dead to burn your empire to the ground!"

Dyon chuckled but didn't did respond, simply intent to follow the Demon Sage toward his most sacred place.

Pausing at the door, the Demon Sage turned toward Dyon, his eyes filled with killing intent. He knew just how beautiful his daughter was and he also knew the kind of lustful being he was as the Demon Sage. Someone who understood Titan will was definitely far more lustful than him. Dyon's eyes may have been clear now, but who said that he would be when he saw the absolute beauty his daughter was?

The Demon Sage snorted when he saw Dyon's amused expression. "Knowing my little girl, she'd blast your head off for even the slightest lustful glint."

A rare affectionate light lit the Demon Sage's eyes.

"When I made my way back from the Timeless Library, only she remained from my family. I left her as an adorable toddler, but by then, she had already grown into a woman. I remember her being devastated… Many people said terrible things to me in that time, but knowing that my daughter lost her mother, her sisters and the man she loved because of me…

"It hurt much more than anything else… Knowing that I caused my little girl so much pain because of my naivety…"

The Demon Sage sighed, pushing the doors of the room and allowing Dyon to follow him in.