Reaper of the Martial World

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Book 12: Chapter 104: Story (1)

Dyon saw many familiar faces in combination with several familiar auras.

Not only were the Well Clan descendants here in full force, but what Dyon correctly pegged as the Vio Clan forces were here as well.

But this made perfect sense. At the end of the day, this star segment had these two powerhouses as their foremost experts. How could they not come to such an event? Not only would they come, but they would also ensure that they would come out with the most benefits as well.

Dyon inadvertently smiled when seeing this scene. Maybe because he hadn’t spared much thought toward this legacy world opening, but he was pleasantly surprised by this outcome. Had he placed even a moment of thought toward it, he would have been able to guess this result. But, in his opinion, whether they were here or not meant next to nothing to him.

The truth was that Immortal God legacy worlds weren’t some holy grail. With how long the immortal plane had been in existence, the number who had reached the lower Immortal God realm were too numerous.

Of course, this wasn’t to say that Immortal Gods weren’t rare and powerful existences. Plainly put, they were.

If this was an immortal legacy world opening for the first time, there was no doubt that regardless of the cost, experts from all across the plane would make their way here. Even if those here tried to hide the news, it would simply be impossible to stop opportunists looking to make a quick buck from selling the information to others.

Unfortunately, this wasn’t the first time this legacy world was opening. Had that been the case, Dyon doubted that the Earl, no matter how patient and scheming he was, would risk speaking of it in public as he did.

Even as these thoughts were running through Dyon’s mind, the void suddenly quaked.

In the space the group of graveyards floated, it was difficult to tell which way was up and which was down at a single glance. There was mostly black all around with hardly the faintest star light in the distance.

However, this was to be expected. As an immortal legacy world which caused a void surge, the area of its appearance would be incredibly dense in void qi. Due to this, no one had dared step out of their graveyards yet. The only reason Dyon knew that some old ‘friends’ were here was due to his immortal sense.

Essentially, it wasn’t that this area was empty, but that rather everything around here had been swallowed by darkness…

As though following this theme, it was almost impossible to tell that anything had been opened at all. Before them, even after the void ceased its trembling, there was only a dense blackness, not unlike what one expects to see from the scene of a blackhole.

Still, without hesitation, the dozens of graveyards in the surroundings surged forward. Most of them simply set up a defensive perimeter around the entrance, while less than 5 physically entered the world, vanishing into a puff of nothingness.

Dyon’s vision swam for a moment, causing him to frown slightly. But it came back almost as soon as it left, revealing an odd world through the countless windows of the Earl’s graveyard.

Below, there was a dense forest. However, instead of being one of wood and foliage, it was formed completely of metal.

This alone might have been odd enough, but the truth was more complex than this. With his eyes alone, Dyon could see that each tree was meticulously crafted. Whether it was the bark that covered their trees, the leaves that spread from their branches, their roots that dug into the ground, each was completely unique.

Someone had gone out of their way to construct hundreds of thousands of unique plant forms in various precious metals, ores, and stones.

This was incredulous already, but after using his immortal sense, Dyon realized that things were even a step more complicated than this.

Not only were the outsides completely unique, but so were their innards as well. The capillary pathways of the metallic heavenly herbs, the age rings of the tall stone trees, the veins of precious flower petals… There was not a single repetition among them all!

Dyon stood absolutely stunned. This world wasn’t large by usual standards, only being at about ten thousand miles across. In addition, due to the special restrictions set by its creator, it was impossible for Dyon to cover it all simultaneously with his immortal sense without completely draining his mental energy. However, Dyon didn’t need to see much more to be certain that every other place was exactly like this.

This Yin Soldier Immortal God was most definitely not a simple character. His strength was irrelevant to Dyon at this point. This was all Dyon needed to see to know just how diligent this man was in his craft and what level of fondness he had toward it.

The surroundings might have been bleak and dreary – how could it not be when greenery was replaced by stoic and dark inanimate objects – however, Dyon felt that this place was particularly beautiful. He felt that this man loved his craft no less than he himself loved array alchemy.

When Dyon looked up though, he couldn’t help but be disappointed. He seemed to be the only one who spared this forest a second a glance. He couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable in his heart.