Reaper of the Martial World

Book 7: Chapter 115: Second Life (1)

Now that Dyon was completely awake, he could feel the Demon Sage’s presence very clearly. He should have realized before, but he still couldn’t get over just how beautiful Amphorae was. It distracted him to no end, to the point where he had long since lost control of his lower body.

This had quite literally never happened to Dyon before, he had always been able to control it. But, at the moment, it stood at full mast without any signs of calming down.

Amphorae didn’t seem to mind, even smiling slightly, but that didn’t stop Dyon from being embarrassed. Up to now, he had been too used to dealing with women his age, but whether it was Evangeline or Amphorae, bother of whom were multiple times his elder, he could only sit idly by to be teased.

Of course, Dyon could lay a concealment array that the Demon Sage had no hope of seeing through, but who knew what that old man would do if he lost control of himself.

With a darkened and clearly sulking expression, Dyon stood with Amphorae in his arms.

“It’s time to leave this place. After we find an old folks’ home for that old bastard, we’ll finally be free.”

Hearing Dyon’s words, the Demon Sage nearly erupted once more. Old folks’ home? Was he senile? Was he even that old? He hadn’t even grown any white hair yet!

Dyon, however, didn’t pay attention to him and began to swiftly make preparations to leave.

By Dyon’s estimation, the beast clans wouldn’t let this go lightly. Although it had been 20+ years in here for him, to them, it had only been 2 to 3 months. That amount of time wasn’t enough for them to make it back to their gate from the center of the universe. However, what it might be enough time for is for a message to reach their elders.

In the case those geniuses decided to send a message, it wouldn’t be long before their elders made it to this place.

Of course, there was also the possibility that the Golden Crown Crow Clan had sent elders the moment they sensed Balor’s death. In that case, Dyon estimated that they’d be here in just a few more weeks. But, he still worked leisurely. That was because a few weeks in the outside world was still several years in here!

After transferring Zabia and the Vinum geniuses to the demon sage tower, Dyon then focused in on the massive infernal core that acted as the central core to the Mystical World.

The process of transferring the central core away was a bit more complex than Dyon had anticipated, so it was a good thing that they had the time.

Firstly, one needed to find the ‘spatial anchors’ of the Mystical World. Without these spatial anchors, it was very possible for a Mystical World to become lost in a plane of their own. They acted as the coordinates to the Mystical World, allowing it to be found with certainty. In addition, its because Legacy Worlds do not have these spatial anchors that their movements are often unpredictable and require special tools to find them once more.

After locating all spatial anchors, there came the process of transferring them to an appropriate vessel. Luckily, the central core of a world is perfect for that task. Unluckily, the process of moving even one for a Mystical World so large was far more than what Dyon could bear alone. If it wasn’t for Amphorae’s help, he would have failed miserably, something the Demon Sage found very funny.

One by one, the spatial anchors were moved and the world started to slowly dissipate around them. In the end, Dyon only needed to move the infernal core into one of the demon sage tower’s many rooms.

However, that was when he ran into yet another problem. The infernal core was over 2 kilometers in diameter, yet, the only room Dyon had unlocked large enough to hold it was currently housing millions of rodents he was still selectively breeding.

In the end, it took Amphorae giving her father a side eye to work everything out. The spirit then recognized the demon sage as its former owner and opened up a room on the third floor that Dyon hadn’t had access to previously. Unfortunately, the Demon Sage was too stingy to simply give Dyon access to the rest of the tower.

One had to remember that the Demon Sage didn’t face any trials at all when he received the tower. This was obvious… After all, how could he pass a trial set by a transcendent?

It was purely because the Demon Sage hated his successor that he implemented these trials where there were none before. Knowing this, why would he remove them now?

Dyon could only roll his eyes at this supposed father-in-law of his. In fact, he refused to acknowledge him as such, instead settling on the ‘old bastard’ title.

Finally, they were prepared to set off. Now that Dyon had access to quite a few dao stones, albeit only a few hundred since he hadn’t had time to mine more, the trip across the universe was far quicker. What should have taken him months was completed in just a few hours. By the following weeks when the beast clans appeared, a training ground they had been using for millions of years would be gone.

As for Dyon, he was headed directly to Soul Rend Quadrant. historical