Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

The quintessence of the rod and halberd fused perfectly for Dyon as he grasped how to combine resonance and momentum long ago.

His halberd extended and retracted seamlessly, but also shattered the bones of the tigers around him like child's play, completely ignoring their tough outer skins. Even though the weakest of these beasts were of the middle celestial realm, Dyon's body flew around like a fish in water, seeing through their attacks with absolute ease.

Dyon couldn't help but be astonished at his growing strength. Until now, he had only managed to fill one half of the first of his new nine meridians, yet his power had leaped this far?! This was borderline unfair.

At first, Dyon had been a bit off-put by just how slow cultivating this 13th saint realm was. But, after witnessing its strength firsthand, he no longer thought such nonsense.

It had to be said that these were transcendent beasts! If Heaven Grade beasts were the equivalent of 2nd grade warriors, it was obvious that these were 1st grade warriors. Unfortunately for them, their order wasn't high enough for Dyon to even blink an eye. How could he care about a mere first order expert? Unless they were on the verge of breaking into the peak celestial realm, or was actually of the peak celestial realm, even a third order expert was weak before the current Dyon.

The enraged roar of the Demon Tiger King shook even the forest above their heads.

He was cowardly by nature. This was the only reason he had yet to step into the battle. Yet, could he really maintain his position as King if after all of this he still stood to their backs? He had no choice but to leap forward!

"Now Shere!" Dyon's roar made it to his beast companion in an instant.

With a thought, Shere leaped up from her nude and womanly form, into a tigress of over twenty meters long.

Her roar drowned the Demon Tiger King out completely, causing a wave of bloodline suppression to pervade the air.

Although the beast King trembled, Shere was still too weak to stop him with just that. However, who said it was just that?

The Presence of an Emperor erupted from Dyon's body, overshadowing everything in sight. Maybe the word Emperor simply wasn't enough to describe what those beasts felt. It was as though the God of Fate herself had descended to inform them of their death.

Dyon's body flashed to appear in the air before the stunned beast King. His hand reached backward as an array of sparkling, deathly blue etched itself into existence.

The air seemed to tear apart in its presence. This array wasn't being written within the air, it was being written upon the fabric of reality itself as if a demon was crawling out from inside…

Dyon's orifices bled with a foul black blood as his skin paled and his once strong muscles deflated.

"[Slow]." Dyon's eyes flashed with complex symbols, evoking a second-tier degree of freedom.

The massive Demon Tiger King quaked. It towered at over 50 meters long and 20 meters tall, yet… It felt so very small in this moment. How was it that such a beautiful, pearly blue spear could fill him with such dread.

His eyes saw an ancient, blue as the sea weapon, so beautiful that it made one gasp for air. Yet, his mind had cast him into an ocean of demons, each clawing at his body and dragging him below.

"[Judgement. Act Two: Torment]."

Unable to move even an inch, assaulted by three forms of mental attack, the beast King could only watch as the sharp point of the gorgeous spear inched toward it at an agonizingly slow pace.

In the end, just the very faintest tip of it pierced his head before it erupted into a torrential rain of crimson blood.

The Demon Tiger King had died.

Dyon dropped from the skies, barely catching himself before he fell to his knees. Still, despite his apparent weakness, the scene of such a massive beast corpse collapsing before him as crimson blood rained down from above, coating his valiant figure, was too awe inspiring for those spectating to care.

'That took more out of me than expected…' Dyon thought to himself, wrinkling his brows as he felt the weakness of his body. Although the remaining Blue Flame Demon Tigers didn't dare to attack for now, he didn't think that such a situation would last. 'I should have kept some soul recovery pills for myself…'

Dyon couldn't help but berate himself for being too arrogant. These soul recovery pills were among the niche markets he wanted to corner within the Tower, in fact, although he hadn't checked himself, he was sure that they were among his top selling items. But, Dyon hadn't thought he'd need them. His soul being drained was exceptionally rare for him, so it didn't seem necessary.

Despite using [Slow] to drastically reduce the energy requirements for [Torment] Dyon still felt himself sucked completely dry. If just the second act of [Judgement] was so fierce, what about the remaining seven?

The spear barely pierced the beast King's head before it erupted into a shower of meat, bones and blood. It was almost too exaggerated.

Luckily, Dyon worries were unfounded. Noticing their big brother's weakness, the now healed beast babies immediately took action, displaying their year-long training progress.

Dyon had to admit that he was impressed. Not only had their teamwork reached a peak level, but their various bloodlines were started to show signs of forging their own way.

Biibi's bloodline ability allowed her to infuse her celestial will into her cultivation qi, allowing her healing magic to reach a new level. Sen's allowed him an explosive increase in either speed or strength, depending on which of his forms he entered. Linlin's bloodline blossomed along the wisdom path, allowing her to quickly analyze the techniques of her opponents and create counter measures for them. Her innate bloodline technique was similar to [Soul Aid] except it worked only for certain defensive formations. Finally, there was Shere who unlocked a similar physical boost ability to Sen. The only difference was that in exchange for a lesser increase, she was also gifted sharper senses and slaughter qi.

When these four bloodline abilities worked together, they covered for each other's mistakes seamlessly.

Shere was able to act as vanguard, having high combat ability and senses. Biibi was able to provide support from the back, whether that be healing or various buffs in strength, speed and the like. With her strong soul, she was also sharper than Shere in the senses respect.

Then, Sen supplemented Shere's attack position, working together to pierce through their enemy's defenses. When Shere pushed ahead, Sen would stay back to protect Biibi and Linlin. When Shere grew tired, Sen was able to cover for her, acting as a strong anchor.

Of course, Linlin was a staple of their group. Not only was she the one who often directed the actions of the four of them, she provided defensive support, disallowing the enemy from taking advantage of numbers to deal with Sen and Shere.

Dyon watched the four of them systematically work to wipe out a pride of transcendent grade beasts with a smile on his face as his soul slowly recovered. They really had grown.