We will always try to update and open chapters as soon as possible every day. Thank you very much, readers, for always following the website!

Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God-Novel

Chapter 1612 Different.
  • Background
    Font family
    Font size
    Line hieght
    Full frame
    No line breaks
  • Next Chapter

Chapter 1612 Different.

A Peak Dao Expert of the 12th stage could live 1.2 million years. It was entirely possible for a Higher Existence to live several million years. And yet, no one, no one, had ever formed an Emperor God Clan in a single lifetime. Yet, Dyon was speaking of uniting two entire quadrants in just a hundred or so years?!

Asinine. Ridiculous. Foolish. There weren't enough foul words to describe it.

But, Dyon knew he had to do it.

When the Ancient Battlefield descended, those without Faith would be tossed to the wayside, expunged from the annals of history and wiped clean.

How had Dyon survived in his previous timeline? Bitterly.

He ran like a cornered mouse and hid with his friends and family until his pride was beaten down to near nonexistence.

Jade said it took him more than 500 years for his cultivation to unseal, but what she didn't mention was how much more time after that he wasted hiding and biding his time.

Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt

Because he was forced to hide during those years, his growth slowed to a snail's pace…

There was only one saving grace he had: and that was his Titan Constitution's World, but this saving grace turned into a bitter regret and grievance. The reason was because the truth of his Constitution's World wasn't opened to him until it was too late to make use of it.

In the previous timeline, Dyon never lost his mind to his Chaos Flames. As a result, he never went to speak to the Entity, nor did he ever play the piano for his fellow mortals and thus, never formed a Sovereign Dao Heart from their will. This meant that one of the Divine Chains on his Nascent Soul never shattered. Thᴇ link to the origin of this information rᴇsts in novelenglish.net . Fɪre

What did all of this mean? It meant that when Dyon finally took his Constitution Awakening Pill, he didn't shoot to the Bronze Silk Realm because his nascent soul couldn't force his constitution into obedience. As a result, the secret of his constitution's world was realized by him far too late and couldn't be used properly. The very secret that made old man Abraxus believe the immortal plane war to no longer be necessary…

The final power center Jade had information on was one that Dyon would never forget…

All this time he wanted to know exactly which Clan had been pulling the strings of the 99 Universes, but Jade simply directly told him who it was.

A mortal enemy with a knife held to Dyon's throat. Empire of over 300 quadrants. The only power center of the outer quadrants that was not an alliance, but a Clan unto itself….

The Sapientia.

Dyon gripped his fists. This time, it would be different. 112 years.

**

"You were reckless." Dyon looked toward Lilith with a reproachful gaze. He didn't seem fazed by the leap forward her beauty had taken after entering the celestial realm. Aritzia was quite beautiful as well, but that didn't mean Dyon would hesitate to decapitate her if she appeared before him.

Lilith's first instinct was to make a biting remark back, but she held back. She realized that it was reckless of her to trigger her tribulation in such a densely populated area. She just kind of… Trusted Dyon to handle it.

"… I know. I got too excited."

Luckily, the damage wasn't too bad due to Dyon protection. But, if Lilith's recklessness had harmed Mia and Bella's graves located to the back of Soul Palace, he might have directly kicked her out.

"The Sect's administration will handle your registry and your allocated resources. They'll also prepare your disciple robes and take a request for a type of treasure you might want. And no, you can't have your Clan's dome treasure back."

Lilith's lip twitched. The way Dyon spoke about supreme grade treasures… it was like he didn't understand that Clans and Sects would war for countless years over one. Yet he casually said he refused to hand back a treasure he had taken from someone he supposedly wanted to ally with.

Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm

But, all of Lilith's dissatisfaction disappeared like the wind when she saw the resources she was being given. 100% Top Grade pills?! Even geniuses of the outer quadrants didn't receive such treatment, right?! With these pills, her conventional cultivation would skyrocket. If she had Dyon make her devil path pill… Wouldn't she become unstoppable?

She could request a Spiritual grade treasure too?! It was true that as of now, there were only two core disciples… Her and Damaris. But Dyon had said that Asyna, Sokzac, Baccar and RolRol would receive the same treatment. Did he really plan to hand out a Spiritual grade treasure out so easily?

Lilith's own katana was a Spiritual grade treasure and she treasured it more than her own life… In fact, she never used its full strength for fear experts of the Enigmatic Sect would try to take it from her. Yet Dyon was just casually handing out treasures of that caliber…

She couldn't understand… Was he being reckless with the wealth left behind by the Celestial Deer Sect? Or could he truly sustain such expenditure?

If Lilith knew it was more latter, she'd probably be even more shocked.

The resources in Dark Ocean were one factor, but the treasures left behind by the Elvin Kingdom were vast and far reaching as well…

While Clara was the Head of the Administration, the process had been streamlined by the Mortal Network, allowing its work to become easy to accomplish. Meaning, she spent most of her time doing what she did best: being a Comet Lord.

Clara's weapon's forging ability was far beyond Dyon's. Dyon didn't have the time to practice, so this could only be expected. But, that didn't mean that it was a win be default either. Clara was incredibly skilled at doing something Dyon was lacking in: combining mortal world technology with martial world concepts. After all, the Mortal Network was her idea and creation.

Unfortunately, Clara was still in a deep sleep now. But, when she awoke, there was no doubt of her impact.