Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God-Novel



Even if Nine knew Dyon had a planet grade pill, she still wasn't worried. The reason she went out of her way to inject Thirteen's body with volatile qi was to make such a method useless. She knew she didn't have the time to crush Thirteen's soul, so she made do with this method.

From Nine's perspective, only an individual with higher enigmatic qi purity than herself could dispel that qi. As a result, even if Dyon had such a pill, it would be useless. Thirteen would die after the pill's medicinal effects ran out.

However, what Nine didn't know was that Dyon was perfectly capable of this… Because he had a space where he acted as God!

After putting Thirteen into his inner world, Dyon directly crushed all of his remaining arrows with the exception of the two most powerful white-black ones. He knew that he had to give up much of what he had if he wanted any hope of controlling the extracted enigmatic qi.

It was a shame Dyon could only project his body into his inner world and not his real body, or else he would be near invincible.

'This is no good.' Dyon thought quickly. 'I need focus to extract this enigmatic qi, but those three won't just wait for me.'

Ten was heavily injured and Nine was focusing slamming her fists into the water around herself in order to slowly dispel the cold qi. However, Eleven was in near perfect condition.

Obviously, Dyon didn't believe that Eleven would foolishly charge ahead herself, but he couldn't relax in this situation or else they would feel something was wrong. Dyon had to press them. Therefore, he sent the two sentries forward once more. Due to the situation, Eleven was forced to battle them both alone.

'Can I take Eleven out in this sort of situation?' Dyon vehemently shook his head. 'Don't be greedy, focus!'

Dyon's mind split three ways. One controlling both sentries, the other monitoring the movements of the three remaining numbered warriors, and he last completely focused on extracting the volatile energy from Thirteen's lifeless corpse.

Dyon grit his teeth as beads of sweat accumulated along his whale fat covered skin. If he still had the Energy Core, this process would have been easy beyond belief. But, he had given it to Granny Celest so that she could become a 12th stage dao formation cultivator within the next few hundred years. It did him no good to think of the what ifs.

Dyon's heart thumped. Enigmatic qi was truly on a completely different level in comparison to celestial qi. It felt like even the smallest strand could destroy his body and soul.

'Wait, I can use my spiritual vein.' Dyon's eyes glowed with hope just when he felt he was climbing an insurmountable mountain.

One of Dyon's 6 rewards for completing his trials had been a spiritual vein. Up to now, it had been sitting dormant within his Inner World, passively accumulating energy from the various places Dyon had come across during his travels.

Thanks to the Energy Core that had once formed its core, it had grown much larger than the usual limits of a spiritual vein. The reason it could still sustain itself now was precisely because Dyon was the God of his own space. This allowed him to stabilize it.

'Please accept it!' Dyon grit his teeth. He had forgotten it for so long, but Dyon had experienced more than a hundred years of life since he left the God Trials. In this time, his spiritual vein had grown to astronomic levels. It was to the point where it hardly fit within his inner world.

It was time for it to make itself useful!

Dyon was shocked by the results. It seemed he had severely underestimated a spiritual vein whose constitution had been boosted by the energy core.Follow current s on ɴovel(F)ɪre

One had to remember that spiritual veins grew unstable after reaching a certain size. Well, it was more accurate to say that the universe they resided in became unstable. This was why, without the energy core, they would never grow greater than a certain size.

Dyon learned from Meiying recently that this was in part due to the systematic destruction of devil veins by those who wanted to pretend to be holier-than-thou.

'Yes!' Dyon had tried to remain calm, but he couldn't help but sigh a breath of relief when he saw that his spiritual vein seamlessly absorbed the energy. In fact, it seemed hungry for more.

Dyon had doubted his decision in choosing a spiritual vein for a long time, maybe taking another supreme grade treasure would have been better. But now, he couldn't be happier with his past self.

'Rise!' Dyon roared it out once more, using his control of his inner space to force Thirteen's body to absorb the healing pill.

The Essence Reversal Pill. The use of this planet grade healing pill was just as heaven defying as its name. Unlike other pills, it didn't 'solve' a problem, it reversed it entirely!

To a dao expert, the additional 1000 years of life this pill gave was negligible, but its actual abilities could shake an individual to their core.

Because Dyon removed the volatile enigmatic qi from Thirteen's body, the process was perfect beyond belief. Plus, due to the fact that these matters took place within Dyon's inner world, not a single ounce of the pill's energy was wasted. In fact, Dyon became conflicted.

'Should I store the remaining energy of this pill to be used later? Or do I use it to forcibly raise Thirteen's cultivation level?'

Dyon grit his teeth. In the end, he chose to store the remaining energy. There was about 30% remaining, by his calculations, this should be enough to heal his arm, but he didn't dare use it now. Whether he had his arm or not was irrelevant to a battle where everyone was so much stronger than he was.

In that moment, Thirteen's dormant soul fluttered. She felt that she had been preparing to enter the cycle of reincarnation, but someone had forcibly brought her back. The seal on her soul was just about to be erased too, but now it was back in full force!