Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

As for the fluctuations of a treasure of the 33 heavens…? With Dyon's Immortal Sense protecting it, who was qualified to detect it?!

Dyon's senses swept through the Mystical World. Every small bit of detail entered his mind without missing a single beat.

"As expected." Dyon said as the Emperor Giants made their way to his side. "Your Universe Spirit has been hiding away here."

Emperor Angelus' expression changed. "How is that possible? Aren't Universe Spirits meant to be restrained to their universe?... How could they enter a Mystical World?"

"This Mystical World has tied its existence to this place. It isn't a coincidence that it blinks around as it pleases, yet somehow never leaves."

Their eyes lit up with a sudden understanding. That was right… That tear had appeared and disappeared so many times, but it never left this universe. There had to be a reason. So it turned out that their existences were linked.

"Whoever created this Mystical World grounded its existence to this universe. In a way, it's actually nothing but an extension of this universe.

"In addition, the Universe Spirit hiding here is no accident either. It's a form of protection. If what I sense is correct, not only is this a stronghold of the Olympus Clan, it's likely THE stronghold.

"The only disappointing thing is that there really doesn't seem to be anything of much value left…"

The Emperor Giants blushed, a bit embarrassed.

Every time they entered this place, they would always be rewarded beyond their imagining. How did this suddenly become valueless in the eyes of this man? Even with his dull senses, Emperor Angelus could still sense quite a few supreme grade treasures that had degraded to the transcendent grade.

Unfortunately, they were too small for their use. So, usually, the Emperor Giants would sell them or melt them down to forge weapons appropriate for themselves.

"Are you going to continue to hide?" Dyon said.

Just as the Emperor Giants were feeling confused, a Universe Spirit began to shimmer into existence.

It was a man, wrapped in white wings, and handsome beyond words. His eyes were a gentle, but non-oppressive gold, his hair shimmered like tendrils of platinum, and his features were so delicate that one could easily confuse him instead of a gorgeous woman.

"This place isn't for you all. Leave."

Dyon shook his head. "Why is it that every Universe Spirit I meet is more arrogant than even myself."

The angelic man remained silent, saying nothing in response. It was as though he didn't care for Dyon's words at all.

Dyon sighed. It wasn't that he wanted to choose violence, but did he have much of a choice now?

"You have no ability to sense anything from me." Dyon said casually. "You aren't qualified to do so. However, you should clearly be able to see that these men and women behind me have angel blood in their veins. What exactly are you turning them away for?"

"You call this angel blood?" The man frowned. "Scram!"

Dyon yawned, bored of this matter.

"Good. This means I don't have to treat you well. It seems your previous owners were quite trash, leaving you with such ridiculous ideals.

"You don't have even a single percent of your original strength remaining, yet you dare to look down on others even after all this time. I find it quite sad, honestly."

"You want to challenge me?" The spirit's face contorted as though this was the greatest insult.

Dyon had to use the whole of his will power to not roll his eyes.

"Let's get this over with."

The spirit sneered. With a snap of its fingers, everything began to change. Dyon could feel that his body's strength was sapped to zero. Unfortunately for the Universe Spirit, when it tried to seal his soul, it failed. And maybe even more unfortunately, it didn't realize this.

How could an existence of the Mortal Plane seal Dyon's soul? When it came to the Mortal Plane, maybe only the Ancient Battlefield and the Heavens themselves could accomplish something like that.

The Universe Spirit was obviously attempting to test Dyon's qi, but it was not qualified to restrict him completely.

Dyon suddenly realized how dangerous the situation was. If his soul really had been sealed, he would have been screwed.

One had to remember that the reason he was so powerful was precisely because his bodily strength and qi strength could fuse as one. Now that his body's strength was completely sealed, if he lost his soul, he was only about as strong as a normal 6th Stage Dao expert when factoring in the fact he was an 18th Order expert.

'Seems I need to be more cautious.' Dyon's gaze turned cold.

He didn't want to be timid, but that didn't mean he had to be blindly confident in himself. There would always be some things that he couldn't account for.

Dyon's Immortal Sense wrapped around his body. In an instant, his body's strength returned to him as though it never left.

"There is no grand test. Since you are so arrogant… Defeat me!"

The angelic spirit, clearly unaware that its suppression had had no effect on Dyon, arrogantly stood in the skies. Other Universe Spirits would set up various trials and even pull Dyon into a world of their making, but this guy actually disdained to do so.

Dyon sneered. "Since that's the case…"

A golden ring flickering with blinding golden flames suddenly appeared hovering just half a foot from his back.

A moment later, the ring pulsed.

One pair of wings. Two pairs… Three… Four… Six!

Twelve pristine white wings glowed with a majestic light, arching outward three meters each.

The Emperor Giants felt their gazes burning as they looked toward Dyon. As for the person in question, he felt as though several hold were being seared into his back.

"This…" The Universe Spirit was stunned. "… Impossible! How can you be an Ascended Seraphin?!"

The highest realm of the Angel to laymen and even many angels themselves was the Seraph. However, only the very highest upper understood that this wasn't true.