Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

There was no time to dodge. God Goldeen was blasted into sky castle. Even though his supreme grade treasure protected him from getting slashed in half, his inner organs were practically nothing but minced meat. His combat prowess had fallen to zero and his life was barely hanging on by a string.

"God Heir!" The Scions ignored Madeleine's attacks, charging away and toward God Goldeen. In the end, Madeleine could be bothered with them. She made her way to Dyon, preventing him from collapsing as his inner world flickered out of existence.

Dyon had thought that evoking his inner world would be easy as it had been before, but it seemed that after undergoing its metamorphosis, it drained him almost completely.

Wait, if he thought about it, since when was activating his inner world an easy task? He had only done so once before, and that was back when he had to subdue Elder Nova, a true dao formation expert. Back then, he ended up so hurt that he fell into a coma for days. Originally, he had thought that the backlash was because of using so many treasures of the 33 heavens at once, but could it be that it was due to his inner world?

Leaning upon Madeleine, he felt his heart ache. Although she was supressing it, he could tell that she had suffered numerous internal injuries.

Streams of Holy Type qi left him and entered her body.

"I'm fine." Dyon reassured. "I'm not injured, it's just that my mental energy is drained. I just need some time."

A deep-set frustration glowered within Dyon's eyes. If he had just broken through the celestial realm, the burden wouldn't have been so great! Dammit!

The beast babies floated around Dyon and Madeleine in a protective formation, glaring at the four scions who had surrounded God Goldeen. The only sound within their silent atmosphere was the battle taking place between Little Rain and the newly birthed flame sprite.

To the side, Biibi muttered some words. Dyon suddenly felt his mental energy recovering at a rapid pace. If he had time to rest, just a few hours would be enough.

He sent a surprised glance toward Biibi, but she only received a cute smile.

"Celestial will isn't so simple big brother. If it was only about purification, the Heavens wouldn't have accepted it due to its redundancy with Holy Will. That said, only the legacy of us Celestial Deer can bring out its full strength. When fused with out bloodline, its abilities are very wide ranging… It's a large part of the reason we're called Celestial Beasts in the first place…"

Dyon's eyes suddenly sharpened. He remembered his master asking him to place a drop of blood within her concoction back when she made those pills capable of rejuvenating mental energy. Back then, it had been before he awakened his original constitution, because he had yet to eradicate all the bloodlines within him, he still had 5% of the celestial deer bloodline.

'Could that be why?... No wonder celestial beast blood is so valuable!'

Still, Dyon's mental energy was vast with the support of his soul. Even with Biibi's help, it would take several dozen minutes to rejuvenate just 5%. However, that was when Dyon felt that process increase in speed by many times over.

A gentle smile entered Dyon's vision, he found the now healed Madeleine helping with her own celestial intent. With Biibi mediating, he instantly recovered by 20%, then 30%.

Biibi sighed with a hint of jealously. "If only I comprehended celestial will to the supreme law level, I wouldn't have to rely on Big Sister Madeleine."

"WHAT ARE YOU FOOLS DOING?! CAN YOU NOT SEE THAT THEY'RE HEALING THEMSELVES?!" The enraged roar of the Lord Creator shook the scions awake, but even then, they hesitated.

Dyon had not only proven himself to be infallible, they had all sworn oaths to protect God Goldeen's life before their own. It was this oath that kept internal struggles from occurring within the Golden Crow Sect. If they broke this oath, their cultivation would be crippled by the heavens. In addition, as soon as God Goldeen died, they would all die as well. This assured they'd never have thoughts of betrayal.

Simply put, they couldn't leave his side.

The Lord Creator trembled with rage watching his own descendants ignore him. He really was too restricted to act anymore blatantly than he had. Could things really end like this? He still needed their golden flames!

Suddenly, before anyone could react, a bloody hole appeared in God Goldeen's forehead.

Not only the scions, but even Dyon's eyes widened in shock. What existed in this world that his divine sense couldn't pick up on?! If this person had attacked him instead, what would have happened?!

In that moment, as the scions felt their hearts clench and their meridians sever all while the remaining life in Christian III's eyes faded, they watched a vague figure shimmer back into existence.

The last thing they heard before they died was an uproarious laughter. "Never underestimate a True God!"

'True God Tatsuya!' Dyon's eyes narrowed into pinholes.

Dyon immediately calmed down, watching as the five peak-most geniuses of the Golden Crow Sect breathed their last breaths. If he had been aware that all their lives were tethered to one another, this battle wouldn't have dragged out for so long. Unfortunately, he hadn't known, so he wasted precious strength on holding back the four scions thinking he'd have to kill them one by one.

His gaze shifted, looking over toward Little Rain. Now that he had nothing else to focus on, his Presence descended from the skies, immediately stifling the flame sprite.

Before, Dyon's Presence had been useless against Little Rain for two reasons. Firstly, Little Rain had been hiding in a vessel even his divine sense couldn't penetrate. Secondly, Little Rain's speed was incomprehensible. Even Dyon, who was used to things appearing slow under his senses, couldn't track him. How could he aim an attack under such circumstances?