Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

Patriarch Heaven's eyes brightened. "What if I told you that the very universe the River Clan went to retrieve that traitorous whore from is the exact same universe the Shruti commissioned a tunnel to be bit to?..."

Suddenly, Patriarch Jikan and Void froze. It was suddenly clear as day to them. Who among dao formation experts weren't absolute geniuses?

There were simply too many coincidences…

Kawa was from the Snow Clan. So was Alexandria.

Saru was close friends with Alexandria and also happened to have taken her coming of age trial in the universe Kawa hid in.

The parents and lineage of Alexandria were completely unknown, not to mention the fact they somehow didn't sense the awakening of her Kukan faith seed until long after she was born… Something completely unprecedented…

This all came together to point in a single direction: Alexandria Snow grew up in the Celestial Deer Quadrant!

If Dyon knew that the Kitsune had finally come to this conclusion, he would have tossed everything to the back of his mind and focused entirely on them. No matter what he had to do, he'd put his everything into stopping their next move. Unfortunately, Dyon wasn't a God, nor could he account for every variable.

He only made one mistake: He didn't know that the Kitsune would know which universe Saru had gone to. But, that one mistake could lead to absolute tragedy.

Patriarch Void began laughing like a maniac. "We already have tunnels to that universe because of the Dukes and Duchesses! If we send a team of elite celestials specializing in void will, they could get there in just three months! That universe is so weak that even a single third grade mid celestial is enough to wipe them out whole. I want blood!

"Kill everyone from her father's clan. Leave her parents alive, I want to torture them personally! In fact, bring her grandparents to me now!"

Patriarch Void cackled as though he had lost his mind, but the other two family heads didn't blame him. Aki was his favorite grandson, seeing him humiliated in such a way was too much for him to take lying down.

In truth, they had no idea who Dyon was. However, they weren't worried about it because the Emperor Giant Clan was livid as well. Plus, hadn't he just pissed off the Diasho Clan too? No matter how powerful the clan backing that masked man was, could it really be more powerful than the 3rd and 11th ranked quadrants?

Anger and rage blinded his sense of reason. If he couldn't make Dyon suffer, he'd make his wife suffer!

"No. This won't do. We'll send an elite team of celestials and I'll go personally!"

The evil glint in Patriarch Void's eyes was so fierce that the other two didn't even bother to dissuade him. A storm was about to descend onto Dyon's home…

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Dyon's hand moved smoothly. It was as though he was lost in a trance-like vivid memory. Despite barely setting aside time for array alchemy, it felt as though there wasn't a single pill he couldn't concoct, not a single formation he couldn't form, and not a single weapon he couldn't craft.

The world was laid bare before him as hundreds of ingredients shot into the air, only to be greeted by the gentle light of red-gold aurora flames.

Mia and Bella didn't know when, but they had begun holding their breaths. Didn't you need a cauldron or alchemy furnace to concoct pills? Why did it seem like Dyon didn't need any of those things?

Plants, vines, flowers and seeds of all kinds suddenly became motes of light as brilliant miniature arrays flitted around the room, moving in odd but symbiotic patterns.

The symbols of the arrays shifted every so often, their gears morphing and evolving, as though they were tinkering with the laws of the universe itself.

Even the baby celestial beasts became entranced, the normally energy filled Sen had stopped moving completely, while the sleepy Biibi and Shere had awoken from their naps.

A genuine smile spread across Dyon's handsome features as he lost himself in another world.

Moments later, ten perfectly round pills appeared, each pulsing with veins of gold as heavenly chimes rang down from an inexplicable place.

Light washed over the pills, boosting their effectives once over, then twice over, then three times.

The pills sung along with the chimes, flying around Dyon as though they were the happiest creatures in the world.

Dyon's eyes regained their focus as the pills gently floated into his hands, but he could hardly hide the slight tinge of disappointment on his features… He hadn't made a mistake but…

'That feeling ended too soon…'

Dyon hadn't realized how much he missed doing this until just now. He was suddenly very much eager to get to work concocting those market niche pills he had noted.

'I'll have to keep the quality of those pills to high-grade at best, though. I'll reserve top-grade pills for my allies only. As for this perfect-grade pills like these… Only for my closest confidants.'

To call the pills in Dyon's hand mere top-grade pills would be an unforgivable insult. This may shock some considering top-grade pills had 90-100% purity, but these were still undoubtedly a level above.

Dyon's pill concoction for the Master and Grandmaster level had reached such a level of perfection that his pills transcended the 100% purity level, reaching beyond the peak perfection expected by the pill's originator, and entering a realm that surpassed all expectations.

It was similar to the One with Self realm of techniques, except for pills instead.

That said, Dyon was certain that he could repeat this feat with comet grade pills as well, he would just need to sweat much more and on top of likely only succeeding with three at once at most.

'If this is the case… Maybe that idea will work?'

In the back of Dyon's mind, a plan had been brewing but he wasn't certain that it would work. However, maybe that was because he hadn't concocted pills in so long that he underestimated his abilities a bit too much.

The truth was that the idea of having every constitution under the sun sounded amazing, but it would most definitely stretch a person's potential too thin. Constitutions had immediate and obvious boosts, yes, but they also needed to be slowly understood and mastered. If you have tens of them suddenly, you'd be a master of none. Period.

However, Dyon had been thinking. Theoretically, if you had a pill so potent that it was capable of awakening more than a single constitution at once, wouldn't he be able to surpass the initial estimate cap of three?

Initially, Dyon had pushed this to the back of his mind. Even if he could do something, that didn't necessarily mean he should. He was already struggling with thinking up methods he could use to learn runic vein theory and magic, he couldn't afford any more distractions. This was exactly why his constitution path focused almost entirely on defense.

But… Something changed when Dyon entered the third selfless state. Within his body… There were actually multiple copies of the same constitution!

That was when Dyon had thought to himself… What would happen if he awakened the same constitution multiple times? Wouldn't that stacked effect make his constitutions more powerful than normal?

Dyon wanted to awaken three constitutions specifically. The Heaven Grade Silver Mirror Constitution. The God Grade Eternity's Balance. And, the God Grade Titan Diamond Body.

However, within him, there were three Eternity's Balance Constitutions, ten Silver Mirror Constitutions, and two Titan Diamond Body Constitutions!

Looking at the pills in his hands, Dyon was certain that since they had been reinforced three times, they could awaken a God Grade constitution three times. Since it could do that, one didn't even need to mention Heaven Grade constitutions, even awakening thirty of them with one pill would be possible…

'It's possible…' Dyon's eyes flashed with an almost greedy light. He needed to get powerful, and he needed to do so quickly.

Maybe if he was born to a powerful clan, he would be more relaxed. He had no doubt in that if he took his time, making it to the top of the martial world would only be a matter of time…

But he had too many worries, too many things to protect, too many goals, to take things slowly.