Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

It was for this reason the kitsune were considered 'evolved' from them. While their bodies were weaker, the best geniuses among them were far better the celestial foxes at controlling their individual elements.

So Dyon decided to purge everything from the celestial fox bloodline except for two… their affinity for the void and their affinity for the water elements!

It was at this moment that a massive silhouette appeared in the skies and a roar shook the Ancient Battlefield.

It shadowy figure stood on four legs, two tails causing hurricane-like winds to whip about in every direction.

Qi seemed to surge toward the figure as though bowing to the arrival of an Empress.

On that day… The Ancient Battlefield seemed to go silent…

Soon, the clouds separated, revealing Ri's bestial form.

A long, slender fox of over a hundred meters was revealed. Every one of her four limbs was brimming with strength and power, the fine filaments of her muscle fibers twitched with every slight movement.

Her fur was a deep black that radiated out with a dark blue glow. The air itself seemed to breathe with its slight, soft breath.

Her pupils were absolutely gorgeous, to orbs of blue sapphires that twinkled like stars captivated those below.

Still, her most odd feature were her two tails. One radiated a deep, dark black fog, while the other exuded a frosty blue aura. Every shift sent a tornado of energy careening toward her. It was so exaggerated that the qi density in the general area plummeted by half in just a few seconds.

"Seems I may have went a bit too far." Dyon rubbed his nose slightly.

There was being talented… And then there was whatever his wife was now. He almost felt bad for her future opponents. He might only be able to create such an exaggerated qi absorption phenomena if he circulated [Devour] to its utmost limits, yet she had done it with a casual flick of her tail.

Dyon suddenly felt three piercing gazes boring into his back. He could only cough awkwardly, knowing immediately that it was Clara, Madeleine and Amphorae who were responsible.

He felt too guilty to meet their aggrieved expressions. So he tried to change the subject.

"Look at that, isn't your sister wife amazing? Look at her go."

His only response was Clara wrapping around to face him and kick his shin.

"Ah, tsss." Dyon winced in pain. "I'm injured, you know…"

Clara's expression flickered when she saw the hole in Dyon's abdomen was still there, but remembering what he had done, her only response was another kick.

"Wife murdering a husband… Why didn't I know my life was a romance murder mystery…"

He really didn't have to fake it this time. His body was incredibly weak in his current state. A slight gust of wind could blow him over, let alone his wife who was a Supreme.

He involuntarily coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Dammit. Is it really so hard to speak to people before you do things? Do we look like ornaments to you? Go die." Clara kicked him again.

"Wife…" Dyon bitterly smiled. "… Please don't kick me again, I really am dying."

At this moment, Ri rushed down from the skies like a beam of light, crashing into Dyon's chest and making his vision swim.

Seeing his Ri safe and sound, the last bit of resistance Dyon had completely faded. He only managed to register her face and didn't even notice all of the other changes in her features before his world turned to black.

To forcefully burn his soul for so many days… it was already a miracle he had lasted even this long…

**

"What happened? Why is it that I don't sense the Elvin Queen anymore?"

In a familiar world of fairies and dragons, a voice sounded through. However, unlike with Dyon's, this voice was exceptionally targeted… Except for a very small radius at the very top of the large looming World Tree, its sound waves didn't penetrate anywhere else.

"What else do you think? The connection was severed."

If Ri had been here, she would have known this voice like the back of her hand. This was none other than the voice that had been guiding her for so many decades already… the voice of the World Tree.

"WHAT?! How could this be?!"

"I told you all those centuries ago that I was done provoking that man. The only reason I agreed with your plan this time is because you swore to me he was dead. Now I've provoked his reverse scale. It isn't you who should be asking questions, it's I who deserves an explanation!"

The voice froze. The World Tree never lost its temper. In fact, it was hard to say it had emotions at all. It was simply a spiritual herb that had evolved beyond the limits of its species. Emotions weren't an innate feeling to it. Yet, it had actually raised its voice just now.

But this wasn't what truly shocked the voice.

"That man… this is impossible… He's definitely dead! If he wasn't, you think he'd allow the things that have been happening here to continue? He would have killed us all already!"

"He's alive. There's only one man with that Presence. It's just that he's reincarnated and he's lost his memories. If he had even 1% of his former strength, I would be finished."

The voice paused and suddenly began to laugh.

"You're saying that man is nothing more than a child now? Doesn't that mean I can just kill him with a casual thought when he transcends? What exactly are you worrying about then?"

"FOOL!" The World Tree finally truly snapped. "Do you think he allowed himself to reincarnate without any plans? And even if he was without a plan, do you think the likes of you could kill him even if he was a newborn child?! Even now you still don't dare to say his name out loud yet you want to put on airs before this seat?!

"Let me tell you this right now. Hear me clearly. I will never fight against that man. If you want to seek death… Do it yourself!"