Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

Dyon, who was still holding the common grade bow in his hands looked down at his chest with a frown. 'A perfectly good shirt ruined. I guess my control isn't very good…'

An agonizing scream filled the battlefield with a ghastly atmosphere just moments later. The eyes of those spectating couldn't help but widen as they saw Tau's sorry figure… He was missing an entire arm!

Stella looked away when she noticed that Dyon's broad, muscular back was now in full view. The rose-bronze light his skin emitted was just too enticing.

Dyon shook his head, looking at Tau like a fool. He had two of the top three defensive constitutions, yet this idiot fought him head on? Still, Dyon was surprised by the power he emitted. He had done nothing but circulate his energy a bit, yet Tau was in this kind of state.

One had to also consider that the silver mirror constitution relied entirely on the energy path. If it was this devastating now, just how devastating would it be in the future?

"Tau!" King Aumen roared seeing his first son dripping in blood.

Ur Aumen, Tau's younger brother, completely froze. He had been so focused on Sarid, certain that his elder brother would definitely win. In fact, he had been planning on challenging Sarid directly after this… Yet, his dreams were completely crushed.

'Maybe I should have had my clone fight him instead? I'm not learning anything about my constitutions fighting someone so weak.' Dyon thought.

However, when Dyon tried to summon a white lily, it withered away completely.

'You've got to be kidding me…' Dyon sighed in frustration. He spent all of that time raising his understanding of the Florence family technique, only for it to hit rock bottom once more.

Truth be told, he should have expected this. He had stacked 5 god constitutions and 10 heaven constitutions together. Replicating that with a cloning technique was a fool's dream.

Still, he had expected his percentage to fall. But, not being able to produce one at all? That was too unfair, wasn't it?

Seeing Dyon's absentminded expression, Tau's rage was boiling once more, but he no longer dared to charge forward again… He felt pathetic. His family took pride in their golden flames, even looking down on the phoenix flames of the Belmont family. They were supposed to be prideful and arrogant, yet it had all come crashing down for Tau… He didn't know how to deal with it.

Dyon was the one who killed two of his fiancées. Dyon was the one who stole the momentum of his victory. Dyon was the one who ruined his clan's plans and forced them into retreat for more than two decades. Yet, he, as his father's first-born son, as the successor of the Aumen family, couldn't even lift a finger in protest.

Suddenly, as Dyon was thinking to himself and Tau was brooding, the sound of clapping came from within the Aumen army.

"To think that there would be such a powerful essence gatherer in this pitiful universe." A blond and red-eyed young man with long flowing hair came forward.

His chest was bare and broad, his pants were baggy with a very loose crotch that almost scrapped along the ground. His neck was graced by large and red prayer beads that seemed only natural in conjunction with the odd slit and folds of skin on his forehead.

"Hello," He bowed like a monk, "My name is First Essence Son, Abraham Uidah."

Those of the army behind Dyon trembled. The name Uidah and the Presence of the King God Clan was simply too fierce. Faith power couldn't be wielded within the gates, but outside of one? That was a different matter all together.

The level of faith a First Essence Son would have was tremendous. This kind of trial… Why them?

Stella grit her teeth, clearly enraged. "Bastard Aumen and Mino Clans, you actually dare to betray your own universe to become the dogs of the Uidah?!"

Something like this was absolutely disastrous. One of their own purposely allowing members of another universe to enter their own? If Dyon wasn't the key wielder, wouldn't they have already raised the gate's limit and allowed celestials in? If that happened, everything would be over!

Dyon yawned. "Oh? You became first essence son? I would have thought that that would be given over to Kaghaen."

Kaghaen Uidah was none other than the former first meridian son during Dyon's first campaign. He had never heard of this Abraham before.

Dyon was very interested in this faith power, though. It seemed that because of it, Abraham didn't show any signs of being suppressed. It seemed the difference between a King God Clan on the verge of becoming an Emperor God Clan and a universe with only mere Royal God Clans was too much.

"I do have to thank you for that." Abraham bowed once more. "Because you killed Fifth Meridian Son, I was able to take his place and work my way up. Kaghaen is the current Second Essence Son."

Dyon chuckled. It wasn't actually him who killed that person, it was Alidor disguised as him. But, that hardly mattered.

Still, for this person to leapfrog Kaeghaen and even the seductive beauty, SIlvyr, who Dyon met when he rescued Ri during his first campaign, to become First Essence Son. There was probably something special about him.

That said, did it matter? He was destined to become Dyon slave just like the Essence sons and daughters before him.

"Interesting." Dyon scanned Abraham with a glint of interest in his eye. While others mistook this to mean that he was taking him seriously as an opponent, in Dyon's mind he saw a lab rat. This was the first time he had an opponent who had and could use faith.

Just like the campaign gates, cultivators were barred from using faith within the tower as well. Maybe if Dyon's enemies had their faith in the Valley of Geniuses, he would have lost.

As for the Devil Cultivators, if they had used their faith, they would have been immediately exposed. So, they too couldn't have.

Then there were those of Soul Rending Peak. They didn't have a person acknowledged by the Master Symbol, how could they mobilize the faith of their sect? You quite literally had individuals named to the core disciple ranks that didn't even deserve to be outer disciples.

Unfortunately for Abraham, he mistook the glint in Dyon's eye the same way everyone else did.

"Although I am vaguely thankful for the opportunity you gave me, I unfortunately have to kill you. The death of a son or daughter of the Uidah can't be decided by you."

"Listen." Dyon stretched his neck. "There's a whole lot of time being wasted here, I still haven't visited my in-laws. I'm not interested in your fake Buddha persona. If you want to attack, attack. You know what? I'll do it for you."

Dyon disappeared in the next instant, causing Abraham's eyes to widen.

In the next moment, Dyon who had just been standing more than half a kilometer from Abraham suddenly appeared in the middle of the Aumen army, stunning the arrogant Uidah who followed them here.

"This is the difference between you and me." Dyon softly landed on the ground, not making a single sound as he stretched his chin over Abraham's shoulder. "Now Kneel."

An overwhelming pressure blazed through the battlefield the moment Dyon's words left his lips. He didn't even bother to tap into his Emperor grade Presence. For these fools, Duke was more than enough.

Thousands froze all at once, falling to their knees in the next instant under the astonished eyes.

Dyon's eyes scanned over the Aumen army in interest. As expected, their arrogance and will to fight had disappeared and they could only look toward Dyon in fear. However, what was intriguing was that although the Uidah showed fear and seemed to be paralyzed, they remained standing.

"I see, I see." Dyon nodded. "So is this the dignity that faith provides to you? It protects from Presence as well? I'll have to keep that in mind."

Looking at the Uidah who had come, there were just a few hundred of them. However, the five who stood at the front were the five Dyon assumed were the new essence sons and daughters.

Dyon chuckled to himself as he had a funny thought. He had already controlled ten of their sons and daughter, five former meridian sons and five former essence sons.