Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

Madeleine thought for a bit, ignoring the pills before them for a moment. In the end, her eyes lit up with an answer.

"The Celestial Realm is the first step toward becoming a God. Not one in title, but a real, tried and true God."

Dyon's eyes flashed at this answer before falling into contemplation of his own.

What was special about the celestial realm? It was the moment most learned their Pseudo-Domains. To allow yourself absolute mastery over an area – albeit a small one – wasn't that an act of God?

At the same time, Celestial Energy itself was special. When one begins their cultivation journey, they spend the vast majority of the time dealing with essence energy. In fact, all three of the first realms dealt with essence energy solely. It wasn't until one became a saint that the form of energy changed, while entering the celestial realm gave way to another change.

Celestial energy had the ability to influence the space around you. In fact, even the celestial level intents had this ability as well. Someone who can wield a 7th stage intent could seal space just as easily as someone who was a lower celestial could.

This sort of control could only be described as the beginning of Godhood. But what did it represent?

Dyon sighed. "I'll worry about this another time." Wiping is pensive expression, he smiled. "How about we taste the power of a star grade pill?"

It wasn't long after Dyon's words that he found himself looking at a two-inch-wide beige pill in his palm. He had already put away the remaining pills in the pill storage room of the Demon Sage's tower. Although he felt weird placing such magical pills in the same space as beast nurturing pills, it couldn't be helped.

'One day, I'll be able to concoct you myself…' Dyon said with a light smile of confidence. 'In fact, I'll be able to concoct one better than you.'

The pills vibrated in his hand, fueled by his arrogance. Pills of such a high level had a certain sentience to them and a baseline of love for their creator. It was the same way Dyon's Queen Fairy Pill was very happy to see him when it was first created. So, this pill didn't like Dyon's arrogance very much.

But, when it felt Dyon's soul strength, it obediently stopped shifting around.

'Although you're only of 70% purity, I'll forgive it on account of your high grade.'

It was certain that if the alchemist who created these pills heard Dyon's thought, they'd pass out in anger. But, who knew where that heavenly alchemist was now? Likely long dead.

In fact, Dyon should have thought about this fact before. Just how great were the preservation abilities of this room if these pills were in perfect condition even after trillions of years?

Without another thought, Dyon popped the pill into his mouth, catching Madeleine doing the same out of the corner of his own eye. He could almost hear Lilianna grumbling about how unfair this was. If only she had found such a pill in her youth. Maybe she would have been able to help the Holy Goddess more.

Dyon's body began to glow with a fierce light.

In the next instant, the lines of his meridians began clear from the outside, showing off the intricate and delicate patterns filled with heavenly secrets. Dyon hadn't even thought for a moment… What would it mean for the magic circles he awakened in the future if he suddenly had more than 108 meridians?

But, he didn't get a chance to simply because a shocking change was occurring in his inner world.

When Dyon ate the Divine Pulse pill, he had been fully prepared for a possibility where he had to once more reconstruct his inner world. However, he had taken a calculated risk.

The truth of the matter was that Dyon's individual strength wasn't worth much in this world as it stood now. Aside from his divine sense that gave him a vast advantage, it could only be said that his 'fist' wasn't very large.

So, Dyon weighed a few things. On the one hand, there was the possibility of having his cultivation sealed once more, but on the other hand, there was the possibility of gaining the strength he needed to make a difference now.

No one understood his own combat prowess more than Dyon. But even though it increased explosively, fighting a first grade middle celestial would put him in keen danger. Although he had a certain confidence in victory, he was certain that it would require risking his life.

However, one needed to understand just how valuable even a half order difference made. In the martial world, it was akin to heaven and earth.

So, Dyon took a risk. He knew that his inner world was modeled after the structure of his meridians, so he knew that reconstruction was inevitable. But, what he banked on was that Evangeline's energy – the vast reservoir he had gained after dual cultivating with her – would make its presence known once more.

The truth was that after shattering the first three seals left by Evangeline, the soul energy was the only one of them that Dyon absorbed fully. The remaining energy and body qis were sealed away by him. This was why Dyon's bodily strength hadn't improved at all at the time and also why his energy cultivation stopped at the peak essence gathering realm back then.

Over time, Dyon came to forget about them. It wasn't that he didn't know it would make his life easier, but the series of events that occurred resulted in him believing that it was better if he cultivated the conventional way.

For one, when Dyon entered Chaos Universe, it was a great moment for him to gain a higher level of energy control by cultivating with its chaotic mess of qi. This ended up benefiting Dyon greatly. In fact, he had already mastered all of the energy manipulation techniques up to the peak common grade that his master required of him.

Secondly, when Dyon trained with the Demon Sage, he found that he couldn't bring himself to break through to the celestial realm. Something was telling him that he should wait. So, he once more put off using them.