Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

Madeleine thought for a moment. "You're right. However, it is very difficult for them to run from here. Remember that the majority of the celestial tiers are danger zones and this is no longer the lower tier, but the middle tier.

"If we appear in the east, there are three silver danger zones in that direction that are densely surrounded by bronze danger zones.

"Thanks to Middle Lily City, they can only run backwards, if they try to run through us and into the city, I can expel them easily. That means, they'll be headed right into the jaws of danger and it'll be easier to pick them off."

Middle tier danger zones were on a complete other level than lower tier danger zones. The talent of the disciples they were facing were much higher than theirs, but not enough to ignore a middle tier danger zone. They'd have to be on their guard. Only the pseudo dao experts would be able to completely ignore the problem.

"If we go with big sister's plan, then I can help more. If we're relying on them believing in our weakness to bait them into gathering in one area, then I can control the sealing formation to appear in the one area as well. As long as its shifted to a manageable size, even moving it along with us shouldn't be too difficult."

"Wouldn't it be missing a power source if we moved it from here?" Madeleine understood the basic principles of formations very well. A large scale one of this size definitely needed a sizeable power source. Moving it would be the equivalent of moving it from its power source. If this was so easy to do, Dyon wouldn't have spent months comprehending Formation Cores so he could give one of his large-scale formations mobility.

Unfortunately for Dyon, when it came to Formation Cores, his little sister was by far his better.

What did it take to form a Formation Core? Wasn't it reaching the One with Self realm of a Formation? But, couldn't Little Lyla see through the truth of all things thanks to her True Empathy?

Her saying that she could create a no-fly zone was an improvement on the formation, this was thus the equivalent of reaching the One with Self realm! If Dyon was here, maybe he would begin to shed some bitter tears.

Lyla smiled. "There's no need to worry about that. A single dao stone is enough to power a comet grade formation for many hours, especially after I increase its efficiency."

Lyla followed in her big brother's footsteps. Although it would be incredibly easy for her to master almost any martial path in existence, she chose language and array alchemy. And she only chose language because it was something she used everyday and wouldn't distract her from following her big brother's footsteps.

As of right now, the Comet Lords of the Mortal Alliance had increased by one!

As the two sisters were talking strategy, leaving the two dragons and the silent Yandevere off to the side, the teleportation formation of Middle Lily City suddenly flashed.

"Hm? I disallowed anyone not of Flaming Lily Sect origin from using this formation …" Madeleine frowned.

But, when she saw the figure that appeared, she suddenly smiled a wide smile.

A short young lady dressed in scant red armor and large, folded red mercury wings appeared holding a massive hammer more than twice her size. Though she was a grown woman, one would be hard-pressed to justify saying that she was five feet tall. 4'11 was probably the best you could give her.

"Big sister Madeleine, I demand an explanation! I've been trying to teleport here for ages. I even smashed through that damn trial puppet twice! My feet were itching, they told me I had to be here. Yet, when I gave up my lower tier rewards to come, how come you didn't welcome your little sister with a grand ceremony?

"I actually wasted so many energy stones trying to come here, and I went to 10 different cities before one finally worked!"

Sabona grumbled, looking very adorable as she waved her big hammer around.

The three Legatees of Flaming Lily Sect had gathered.

**

In Sapientia City, the Weapon's Forging Guild was a complete mess.

Initially, after Clara kicked the Guild Guards out and killed a bad-mouthing captain, the roof had been torn away to reveal her forging room which happened to be on the top floor. Now that Clara had passed out and the dome had shrunk, everyone could see a lovely young lady in a silver robe matted in sweat and breathing erratically as though she was having a terrible dream.

"What are you all waiting for, go capture her." A captain growled. Clearly, he was unwilling to move forward after the death of his companion, so he sent others in first.

The Guild Guards hesitated. This had stretched on for days and all their nerves were pulled taut. But, the martial world had strict hierarchy systems so they had to listen. Plus, wouldn't they seem too pathetic being unwilling to approach an unconscious woman?

Like this, they began to slowly close in, five of them approaching cautiously from all sides.

When they got to within one meter, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"What were we all so afraid of, she's just a little girl at the end of the day." One of the guild guards felt emboldened. Or, maybe he was embarrassed about being so scared before, so he took the initiative to wash away that shame. If he could cop a feel at the same time under the guise of checking her for anything dangerous, it would be all the better.

But who would have known that the final thing he's hear in this lifetime was the growl of an enraged beast?

The approaching guild guards witnessed a flicker of sliced space before the emboldened guard suddenly fell to the ground in two bloody halves.

Though they couldn't see her, Little Yin's body arched upon Clara's chest, her small body shivering with rage as growls escaped her small lips.

Her beautiful white fur stood, seemingly double her size.

Little Yin's battle bloodline had finally awoken.