Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

The shattering of the Dragon-Phoenix Seals relied on battle prowess. Essentially, the stronger you were relative to your cultivation, the more seals you could shatter.

Under these circumstances, Dyon had been capable of shattering all 11 soul seals the moment he awoke from his forgotten night of passion with Jade's elder self. However, it was very obvious why he couldn't do so – his body simply wouldn't be able to handle it.

However, for the first time, Dyon's soul, qi, and body were almost perfectly in line. His qi had reached the pseudo-dao realm, his body had entered the dao realm, and his soul was still sitting at the very beginning of the dao realm, having been forcibly suppressed by Dyon for so long. For a man who was so used to his soul vastly outpacing his other two paths, even to the point where there was a time his soul had entered the celestial realm while his qi was still of the essence gathering realm, this was a situation for Dyon…

But, this was no longer his limit. It hadn't been for a very long time.

Soul qi poured into Dyon like a raging torrent. Due to his True Domain being active, what once was a hidden event was laid bare for all to see.

Numerous Dragon-Phoenix Seals were slowly pushed out from Dyon's spinning Primordial Yang that hung just below the feet of his Manifestation. They began to shatter one after another…

What once was three seals became four, then five, then six. If anyone familiar with the Dragon-Phoenix Seals saw this scene, they'd be reeling in shock.

Why was battle prowess the marker for shattering them? It was of course because the Heavens would never allow such easy cultivation to occur without a price given in exchange. However, this wasn't the main point. One was supposed to slowly whittle the seal's integrity away. You were meant to "battle" with the seal itself. In practice, it should have been impossible to shatter so matter seals in quick succession.

The Ancestor frowned, unsure of what was going on. Even with his lineage, how could he have ever seen an Ancestral Grade technique before? He had never seen such auspicious signs, or anything close to it, for that matter.

His curiosity got the best of him. First this True Domain, then these odd symbols of dragons and phoenixes. Just what secrets did this boy hold?

The Ancestor believed that this presented a unique opportunity. If this boy carried secrets even he couldn't see through, that meant that they would be treasures even to his Sapientia Clan. If he was the reason these secrets were forced out then monopolized by them, he'd gain a great boon of karma that would most definitely help him in the cycle of reincarnation.

Thinking to this point, the Ancestor watched on, not believing there was anything Dyon could do to him in the short term.

Though he didn't understand the phenomena occurring around him, what he did understand was that Dyon was trying to cultivate, a truth he found more funny than anything else. What great change could cultivating now bring you? What a joke.

In that moment, the 11th and final soul seal shattered, followed by Dyon's skyrocketing soul strength.

His divine sense boomed outward. What once was a stretch of 500 000km doubled once, then twice, then thrice.

In an instant, Dyon soul stage smashed through the 11th soul stage and entered the 12th. The qi swirled so forcefully that multicolored planets began to appear around him, flickering time and time again as they collapsed and reformed, only to collapse once more.

They began to spin, shining brighter and brighter.

Brilliant yellows, greens, blues and reds shone downward. What once was a gentle glow became an overbearing shine that seemed to cover the whole of universe. These planets… No. These stars shone brighter than even real ones themselves.

The Ancestor's pupils constricted into pinholes. He knew exactly what this was…

Star Lord!

His expression changed for the first time. No one knew the significance of a Star Lord more than Clans as big as theirs. The truth was that just cultivating to the 12th stage didn't mean you could wield star qi. There were plenty of dao realm existences who had reached the 12th soul stage but hadn't even comprehended comet qi, let alone star qi.

It seemed that one would simply immediately comprehend this new qi the moment you entered a new realm, but the reality was that this was only the case for Dyon. The only time Dyon ever struggled with comprehending a new qi was with moon qi, but that was directly after the events of awakening his Chaos Flames.

Back then, his heart had been in an erratic state. As such, it took reclaiming his love of Array Alchemy once more to sense moon qi.

But now, Dyon didn't let anything faze him. His talent shone through in the truest sense, comprehending the highest mortal realm soul qi in an instant.

Dyon's soul qi flooded what remained of his brain, creating a halo of light so obscenely large that it matched the stars Dyon had formed in brightness.

"Sorry, it seems I have too much to live for… I'll have to thank my lovely wife for this… [Violet Revival Flame]…!"

Dyon's bloodied body was suddenly bathed in a rain of violet flames. The sight was beautiful beyond compare. Even his golden wings were suddenly blessed by these beautiful flames, causing it to radiate a stronger, purer light.

The laughter sudden stopped as the whole world seemed to focus on one man.

Madeleine's breath hitched, not believing what she had just heard. She didn't even think to wipe the tears of blood from her eyes, her whole being was focused the image before her.

Even the Ancestor had no idea what kind of mistake he just made. Under normal circumstances, cultivating at the last minute was a foolish endeavor. This was especially so if the target of your cultivation was the soul, the path that lent itself to the least battle prowess among the three paths. However… Dyon wasn't normal.