Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God-Novel



Then there was another matter. For a spirit like Orcus, he would be highly susceptible to Dyon's aurora steps. The problem was that Orcus' soul was far more powerful than Dyon's! Even if he brought out the aurora steps, what difference would it make? Using a celestial soul to pressure the soul of a Higher Existence? Foolish wouldn't even begin to describe such an idiotic action.

It could be said that Dyon was only still alive now because the soul couldn't directly attack. Something that was his greatest weakness was actually saving his life right now.

Just like this, idea after idea was shot down. For the first time, Dyon's treasures of the 33 heavens were absolutely useless while him racking his brain gave him no results. In the end, he could only rely on Madeleine!

The agonizing screams of Orcus filled the throne room. The supposed 'arrow' was just a bland javelin of condensed life essence. After fusing with Dyon's flames and being amplified by his crystal will, it enveloped Orcus in a wall of white flames.

Under normal circumstances, this wouldn't be so terrible. After all, regardless of what constitution Orcus had, a soul was still steeped in life essence. In fact, it was the place where life essence took root in order to nurture one's body through life. It was by cultivating that the body would becoming capable of repaying the soul in a sort of feedback loop, growing this life essence to new heights.

The problem here was the Orcus was just a single step away from cultivating immortal sense…

When crossing the threshold to form immortal sense and nurturing a nascent soul, one gains the ability to give their soul an attribute. It's this difference that allows transcendents to attack with their souls while mortals cannot.

Although Orcus didn't reach the level of being able to attack with his soul just yet, luckily for Dyon, he had begun to nurture his soul to slowly cultivate its nature.

This so-called 'Soul Nature' was one of the mightiest abilities of transcendents. Those who chose, for example, a Fire Soul Nature would breed a Mind's Eye steeped in flames. At this point, their Fire Will would reach an unimaginable height, allowing a Dao to transform into something greater and become a Law. Once one's nurturing reached a certain level, a Law can then transform to an even greater height to become an Origin Source.

When one becomes capable of relying on their own souls to produce their wills instead of being forced to communicate with the Heavens first to do so, the amount of power they can wield is unimaginable, especially for someone at Dyon's level.

However, it was exactly because Orcus reached this height that he was suffering so much now. The answer was obvious, Orcus had nurtured a Death Nature for his soul! What had he been doing here for trillions of years? How did he spend his days? While it was true that much of the death qi he gathered was for his skeleton, another large portion was for his soul!

Allowing such dense life essence to awash him now was like basking an open wound in alcohol.

Dyon moved quickly. The moment he dodged the arrow, he immediately evoked his Tree of Life and Death.This chapter is updatᴇd by Novᴇ(l)Fɪre.net

A crystalline tree shimmering with beautiful translucent gems appeared. In the next instant, its roots shot forward, coated by Dyon's white flames.

They pierced through the air at blinding speeds. Appearing above Orcus' eye sockets and shooting through in the next moment.

The agonizing screams of Orcus reached a new heights as his soul was pierced through. Even if he was a step away from cultivating Immortal Sense, how could a mortal plane soul have any sort of defense? Piercing through it was as easy as poking a hole in paper with a sharp knife.

Madeleine continued to control life essence, passing it through Dyon's manifestation and into the skeleton.

Still, despite the situation, Dyon couldn't bring himself to relax, nor did he dare apply his understanding of Devour to his Tree of Life and Death. Underestimating a Higher Existence would only have one result, and he wasn't ready to die just yet.

A stalemate was suddenly created. Orcus' movements were stalled indefinitely, unable to control his skeleton under such pain, but neither were Dyon and Madeleine able to kill him directly – the soul of a Higher Existence was beyond their ability to deal with easily.

If things continued like this, the husband and wife couple would definitely run out of stamina long before Orcus did.

'What do I do?' Dyon's brows furrowed, the coldness in his eyes increasing.

Dyon felt his stamina quickly draining. Keeping his flames burning for an extended period of time wasn't usually an issue, but the problem was the extent to which its characteristic was being put to work now.

If Dyon was amplifying something weak, of course, the corresponding stamina drainage would be minor. But, he was currently amplifying life essence that wasn't only incredibly pure, but also abundant in quantity. No matter how great his characteristic was, he had to pay a price to use it.

'Do I use the Seal? No… It's impossible to seal a Higher Existence's soul with my strength. He could break out at anytime and wreak havoc within my Mind's Eye…'

Dyon racked his brain. Looking back toward Madeleine, his expression couldn't help but turn even more serious. While he was under pressure, how could it compare to the pressure his wife was under? Forcibly taking control of the characteristic of a flame that wasn't her own was taking a toll on her. Matters were only made worse by the fact her life flames were incredibly cold while this flame was scorching.

Forcibly pushing these thoughts aside, Dyon continued to think.

He thought of using his celestial tribulation, but he shot down the idea immediately. He was recklessly arrogant, but it wasn't to the extent that he was stupid.

First of all, without the saint level Holy type energy he had before, healing his body as quickly as he did before was a pipe dream. Unfortunately, although he had entered his constitution's world everyday for the last six months, he had only accumulated essence level Holy type energy. Although it was still excellent for healing, its effects weren't nearly as good. The delay would definitely cause him to die. There was no doubt.

Even worse, a lower dao expert like Head Void was nothing compared to a Higher Existence. Even if Dyon had a hundred lives, he would lose them all. One can imagine, if such a tribulation would be capable of harming a Higher Existence skeleton, the kinds of things it would be able to do to Dyon.

'Do I really have to use that?' Dyon's face turned a bit unsightly. He had put his life on the line for the sake of that trump card. If he had to use them here, it would be too unfortunate. He had made so many plans for its use already. In fact, it would have been a very important key to him reaching the later stages of his titan diamond body.