Reaper of the Martial World

Book 9: Chapter 111: Reunion (1)

Dyon looked up and into the skies and sighed. It would have been smarter of him to heal before he released his celestial beast transformation, but there were two problems with that. First, he had fallen victim to wishful thinking. He thought that maybe he wouldn’t have to face his dao tribulation at all after skipping it, so such a thought wasn’t even on his mind. Second, even if he had thought this far, after maintaining the transformation for four months, even he was quickly approaching his limit.

Maintaining his celestial beast form through his manifestation wasn’t that taxing on his soul, Dyon wondered if there was anything besides the treasures of the 33 heavens that could test his soul stamina at all at this point. The issue was his body.

His Titan Diamond Body didn’t like relying on his celestial beast body at all. Titans were created for the purpose of humans climbing over beasts and wresting away from their rule.

By relying on a beast to survive, Dyon was essentially slapping the face of his own constitution. The push and pull effect had been one of the greatest stresses on his body in the last few months, even beyond the battle with the Sapientia Ancestor itself.

Such a reality made Dyon sigh. He had been looking forward to what benefits his Demon Qilin transformation might bring him, but who knew he’d hit such a roadblock.

It wasn’t all completely useless considering Dyon could still last four months in the transformation, but this truth made it certain that he would be unable to bring out the manifestation’s full potential.

“Well… Come then.”

Dyon’s 12 wings spread. Hovering while attached to the halo a small distance from his back, it gave him a majestic look despite his beaten and bloodied appearance.

It seemed the Heavens really wouldn’t ever allow him the chance to take on his tribulations while fully healthy. What a sick game it liked to play…

The skies opened up, churning with killing intent.

Of the War God tribulations, Dyon had faced two. The first was the War God Avatar tribulation and the second was the War God Heart tribulation. Of them, the second was what resulted in the War God’s death for various reasons Little Yang explained to Madeleine back in the Golden Flame Mystical Realm.

[Author Note: As a quick refresher, the War God didn’t embrace his title as he should. He liked to call himself Battle God, but a battle could never encompass the true weight of a war. As such, his naïve stubbornness left a shadow on his heart, leading to his eventual death. Of those with Ancient Constitutions, the War God was the closest to transcending, but he failed in his 9^th and final tribulation.

Of course, these 9 tribulations don’t count the Heavenly Step tribulations needed to become Higher Existences. But this trial is special for reasons you’ll all learn in the future…]

Due to comprehending the Weapon’s Master will, Dyon had a chance of facing a War God tribulation every time he crossed a large barrier. So, he couldn’t help but wonder what would appear this time.

A crack of thunder tore across the skies. Not long after, the beating of a drum filled the ears of those spectating. The loud, reverberating booms seemed to dictate the beating of billions of hearts, pulling the strings of their emotions as it saw fit.

Dyon’s eyes sharpened. Amid the splitting clouds, countless descending feet could be seen. Each was clad in beautiful ethereal royal blue armor.

The more of their figures that appeared, the stronger the beating of the drums became. historical

Blood rushed through the veins of the spectators. They couldn’t decide if they wanted to run for their lives, or if they wanted to run through a brick wall. The mixture of youthful vigor and killing intent balanced a harsh dichotomy that grated on their nerves.

Soon, the endless swarm of warriors appeared in full few.

They could only be described as an army of discipline, power and intimidation. They stood in perfect symmetrical rows, divided by nine weapons types Dyon recognized immediately – the battle ax, the dagger, the spear, the rod, the halberd, the bow, the saber, the glaive, and the sword!

Over the past few months, though they worried about Dyon’s safety still, Dyon’s wives had been relatively relaxed. They were confident in Dyon’s ability to win.

Though they were still confident now as Dyon had never lost before, their worry couldn’t help but intensify. After all, Dyon had just left a grueling battle, only to be thrust into a situation where he was forced to face countless millions of warriors alone?

The worst part was that tribulations always scaled to one’s talent, didn’t that mean that Dyon’s tribulation might be the hardest to ever appear?

All of this said… Dyon couldn’t have been more relaxed. It wasn’t because he looked down on this tribulation, but rather because he realized something very important.

Where did most of Dyon’s strength come from? There were three main factors. His soul, his Presence, and his qi’s fusion with his vital qi, or the energy of his blood.

What did all three of these things have in common…? None of them were directly related to his qi talent!

In an instant, thousands of beautiful white flowers the over three meters tall appeared in the skies. A moment later, they opened up to reveal countless men completely identical to Dyon!

Dyon’s weapon pagoda opened in a flash, equipping each and every one with weapons and armor of the supreme grade.

After resting for so long… Dyon’s soul strength was ready to unleash.