Reaper of the Martial World

Book 8: Chapter 43: Palm (1)

Dyon frowned in deep pain as Ri sliced off infected flesh on what remained of his right arm. Even now, Dyon couldn’t believe what happened to him.

Hours earlier, he and Ri had entered the depths of the ocean, travelling several million miles. In fact, if it wasn’t for Ri’s water will, they likely would have both been crushed under the weight.

It was as the temperature steadily rose that they ran into the Fire Corals.

Dyon obviously hadn’t thought much of it. They looked identical to coral reefs and had a beautiful and vibrant red-gold color. Other than being a bit curious about how such a plant could live in such heat, he didn’t have any other thoughts.

So far below the surface, the heat was easily hundreds of times greater than what Dyon experienced during the trial to enter the golden flame mystical world. The worst part was that that pressure from the water above was so strong that the water that deep couldn’t enter the gaseous state it wanted to. This made the water and the currents especially violent.

As a result of those factors, Dyon was focused on keeping himself and Ri safe in the environment, so he didn’t spare much thought toward the beautiful Fire Corals.

Who would have known that they would be even more deadly than the blue whales?

One had to remember that Dyon and Ri were under immense pressure that deep. So, Dyon was circulating his defenses to the absolute max. Yet, a single lashing whip was enough to cut his arm off from the elbow. historical

As if this wasn’t bad enough, the qi the Fire Corals commanded was incredibly corrosive. It was still eating Dyon’s flesh to this moment. In the end, he was forced to ask Ri to slice off the infected flesh, resulting in the situation they had here.

This wasn’t an injury Dyon could brush off either. Sure, regrowing a limb was within the abilities of his array alchemy… If his body was normal, that is. Dyon had too many constitutions, he might as well have been tasked with the goal of regrowing the limb of a peak dao expert.

In addition, with the distribution of meridians in the body, Dyon had effectively lost 9 meridians.

There were 108 meridians in the body… 36 were in the torso and head, while there were 18 in each limb. For Dyon, he had 45 in his torso and head, but the 18 in his limbs still remained true. Dyon had essentially fallen 9 entire orders in one attack.

Sure, this still left him on par with the other True Gods, but if this was the extent of Dyon combat ability now, he was pretty much screwed. Without being of the 18^th Order, how could he jump cultivation levels to challenge high and peak celestials?

“Dammit.” Dyon grit his teeth.

If he had Madeleine’s reincarnation will, such a matter wouldn’t even phase him. He could just grow another limb even stronger than the one he had before. But, unfortunately, he didn’t. And, unlike Life Will which could be used on others, reincarnation will had no such ability.

“It’s not so bad.” Ri comforted Dyon. She remembered very clearly that Dyon only lost his arm because he moved her out of the way. Had he not taken action, it would have been her arm that was lost.

“Zabia didn’t use the planet grade healing pill during his dao tribulation. It’s definitely enough to heal your arm.”

Dyon sighed. “I can’t use such a valuable pill for my arm. I’ll have to think of another way. If I could find saint grade holy type energy, it would be enough.”

How had Dyon survived his saint tribulation? Wasn’t it because the saint grade holy type qi he took from the bull bird’s dung could instantly regenerate his shattered body parts?

Still, its effects likely wouldn’t be so exaggerated anymore. After all, back then, Dyon was an essence gatherer, but now he was a celestial. In addition, the meridians he had to reform were no longer of the first grade, but instead of the true deity grade. The difference was akin to heaven and earth.

But, Dyon was confident that even if the impact wasn’t as automatic as it was in the past, saint grade holy type energy would still be incredibly useful to him.

There was a major problem, though… The bull bird no longer had any of this energy remaining. In addition, the immediate area around their territory didn’t either.

After years of exploring portions of his constitution’s world, Dyon understood something. Creatures like the bull bird were only qualified to have access to the essence grade of these special energies. The only reason that the bull bird’s dung had the saint grade was because the bull bird had concentrated that energy over more than a decade.

The bull bird was quite ambitious, wanting to use the saint grade energy to give her children a better future than she had. Unfortunately, Dyon ruined her dreams. It was no wonder why she was still so enraged with him to this day even though he tried to make it up.

‘I guess it is about time I explore my constitution’s world more…’ Dyon thought to himself. ‘If I could find a true source of saint grade typed qi, my strength would take another massive leap forward.’

If Dyon could use saint grade holy type energy whenever he wanted, wouldn’t he be able to battle forever?

Suddenly, Ri’s sword qi froze just as she was delicately slicing another piece of Dyon’s flesh off.

“We need to go to the water mist quadrant, now!”