Reaper of the Martial World

Book 6: Chapter 434: Birth Right (3)

Dyon should have been in a state of absolute euphoria. His body had been completely reconstructed to a godly level, his meridians were now more than capable of withstanding the mercury-like energy caused by his silver mirror constitution having shot up to the absolute peak of the first grade, his body cultivation that had been at the mere fourth grade had evolved to the point that even a first grade assessment was too short-sighted, and his looks were certain to moisten the panties of his wives. What more could a man ask for?

Yet, that wasn’t how Dyon felt at the moment at all. In fact, he was cursing everything under the sun with such a ferocity that even innate potty-mouths would sink to their knees and worship him as their god.

Dyon couldn’t see a damn thing. To be more accurate, he could see, but rather, his vision was blocked by shit and soil.

He didn’t know where he had been teleported to, but he was absolutely certain that this was the revenge of the motes of light. Who would have thought that a universe level entity would be so childish? Teleporting him into a pile of beast dung? What the fuck?

The worst part was that Dyon couldn’t move an inch. It felt like billions of jin of weight was lying on every inch of his body, as though the sky itself wasn’t made of air but of the densest metal known to all of existence.

It was a miracle his body hadn’t been crushed to minced meat. In fact, he was certain that if he had come to this place before fusing his Titan Diamond Bodies, that that’s exactly what would have happened.

Despite the comedy of the situation, this wasn’t even remotely a laughing matter. The weight lying on Dyon was so fierce that he couldn’t even twitch. Whether it be his fingers or toes, nothing budged. Even his neck couldn’t roll his head out of the pile of shit it was in.

Since there was nothing he could do about it, the first thing Dyon did was check the status of his body. Surprisingly, he wasn’t injured anywhere. In fact, his condition was so perfect that almost mistook himself for being a newborn.

However, what did catch his attention was that his runic flame had become wilder… Almost to the point of being out of control. Even its color had changed from its normal bright gold to a beautiful blue color with hints of rose bronze.

Still, Dyon’s heart didn’t seem to notice the wild nature of the flames. It pumped steadily and fiercely, moving his blood at a pace akin to a massive waterfall.

Dyon’s eyebrows struggled to arc upward in surprise. Before, his blood had gained golden tints due to the Demon Sage’s blood. This golden tint grew fiercer whenever he entered his Demon Emperor’s Will state, resulting in golden veins protruding from his skin. However, at the moment, his blood had seemingly reached another level entirely.

Everyone who had ever taken a basic biology class knew that the color of blood in humans wasn’t red, but a bluish-green. It was due to a reaction blood cells had contacting oxygen that caused humans to bleed red instead of their true color.

At the moment, Dyon’s blood was a beautiful and thick royal blue. It pumped with a transcendent majesty that shocked even him!

The moment Dyon saw the thickness and color of his blood, he couldn’t help but think about origins. Had his bloodline gone back to the truest human form?

He struggled to frown, his facial muscles hardly moving under the intense weight. For some reason, he could very clearly see flakes of rose bronze in his bloodline stream.

At that point, Dyon intuitively understood something. The demon sage had reached the pinnacle of Demon cultivation, causing his blood to rush with a pure gold. However, the pinnacle of Titan cultivation was a different beast unto its own.

Almost as though he had expected it, Dyon could only sigh when he saw that the remaining 70% of the demon sage’s blood that he had yet to integrate with had disappeared.

No… That wasn’t right… It was more accurate to say that it was crushed… Destroyed.

In the same vein, his demonic will that had reached the half-step dao realm was nowhere to be found, completely eradicated along with the remains of the demon sage. historical

‘Fuck. You could have at least let me give it to someone else. Did you need to be so petty?’ Dyon was infuriated by the motes of light. This was too much.

Remembering the hardships the demon sage went through, Dyon didn’t think it was right to simply erase his blood essence just like that. He should have at least been allowed to give it to his daughter.

‘Wait, am I so weak because I fell out of the celestial realm?’ Dyon slightly panicked. He couldn’t move at the moment because his body was too weak to, if it was because his demon sage blood had been completely eradicated, then that might explain it.

‘No… I feel more powerful than I ever have before, I’m definitely still in the celestial realm! So what the hell is wrong with this world, why is its gravity so fierce?!’

Dyon froze. ‘This is… Primordial energy!’

In the end, Dyon’s worst fears had come true. The sound of shattering glass, the inexplicable surge of dense primordial energy… It really had come due to another world!