Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

Zaire blushed slightly, something those who had been trampled by him would faint at the sight of. The truth was that Lyla really was technically his elder sister. Back when they first met, Lyla was already 5 years old, but he was still not even 1 year old. It was just that he took advantage of his beast form to grow faster than she did.

He knew quite well that Lyla only continued to call him big brother for the sake of his ego. The reality was that the both of them only had one real brother.

However, Lyla didn't see it that way. It was Zaire who protected her so often when she was too weak to do it herself. In that respect, he really was her big brother.

Damaris looked back and forth between this brother-sister pair. The truth was that she was curious about why Zaire had come. He was definitely acting differently than he usually did.

"We can't tell you for now…" Lyla said softly. "Big brother doesn't want to reveal the connection between him and us just yet."

"Big brother?" Damaris blinked. "You have another big brother? Also, what did I say about reading my mind!" She continued in mock anger.

Lyla giggled. She had honed her True Empathy over the years, but she still accidentally read the minds of others subconsciously sometimes. It was a protective mechanism.

However, Damaris forgot her 'anger' very quickly, licking her lips in anticipation. "Don't tell me you're bringing me another man to beat up. Just thinking about it gets me excited."

Anyone who saw this instantly understood why no one dared to take her prey. She really would turn on anyone who got in the way of her battles.

Lyla and Zaire looked at each other before bursting into a fit of laughter.

"You two… Why are you laughing?" Damaris' expression turned serious.

"If you can defeat my big brother," Zaire said confidently, "I'll call your Grandmother for the rest of my life!"

Even the usually sweet Lyla nodded seriously. It was only at that moment that Damaris understood the kind of place this big brother had in their hearts.

"Well, it's not as though I would boast to being able to defeat anyone in existence. I'm sure if your big brother has a few hundred years of cultivation more than me or has long since become a dao formation expert, I'd have to concede defeat." Damaris said without care.

"Big Brother is less than half your age." Zaire quipped.

"Big Brother is also still a saint." Lyla added with a slight smile.

Damaris' lip twitched. Were these two ganging up to piss her off? Because if so, they were doing a great job. But, then she thought that even if Zaire would, Lyla would never…

"I see… To think you'd say a saint could defeat me, Ha…" Damaris' battle intent soared, her body tensing in anger. "If this big brother of yours defeats me, then I'll become your servant!"

Zaire's eyes widened, a massive grin spreading on his face. "When you become my servant, you have to battle me whenever I want. No grumbling!"

Damaris snorted. Walking away without another word to leave the brother-sister pair alone. Since they had some serious matters to speak of, it wasn't her place to stay any longer.

"A Princess for a maid." Zaire's grin only grew wider.

"Stop thinking about such perverted things." Little Lyla tapped her big brother's forehead after raising to the tips of her toes.

Zaire didn't seem to care what images his little sister saw in his mind. He had grown quite shameless after growing up with a True Empath. One had to be, or else you'd never feel comfortable.

"What do you think we should do?" Zaire finally asked.

"I believe that brother left us here for a reason. Or else he would have contacted us as soon as the Celestial Deer Corner was opened…" Lyla said slowly.

Just as Zaire was about to respond, a beautiful voice sounded over Crystal Palace as a woman with valiant red hair appeared.

"My name is Amphorae Sacharro, I've come to challenge the elders of the Agios Clan… Please do me the honor of accepting."

Amphorae stood in the air, a serene expression on her face, but the bloodlust she gave off was so fierce that those below could feel their heartbeats slow. The flow in their veins froze over, it was as though they didn't even have the right to feel proper fear.

'Dragon Hunting' was a matter participated in by humans and dragons alike. In fact, with their arrogance, Dragons invited the idea of other races encroaching on their territory. It gave them an excuse to show off their might.

In this way, many young and old geniuses used the 5 Drago-Qilin Quadrants as a battle ground. It was in part for this reason as well that no single Dragon Clan exceeded the King God Clan ranks.

However, even still, challenges on the scale Amphorae just lay were incredibly rare. Could it be that they would witness a battle of dao formation experts today?

Zaire and Lyla, who had both still been on the front steps of Crystal Palace looked up with an odd expression on their face.

"Did she just say Sacharro?..." They asked each other at the same time.

It had to be said that while Zaire took his father's last name, Lyla took Dyon's as she didn't know the name of her parents since they died in a campaign not long after her birth. So, it wasn't as though all Sacharro's across the quadrants were tied to a single person, or else Lyla would have been exposed long ago.

Even the Flaming Lily Sect didn't immediately assume Madeleine's identity after knowing her last name. If it could be confirmed from such a small matter, why would the Golden Crow Sect have gone through so much trouble to test Madeleine's backer?

Still, the name was a trigger for many people… With so many trillions of individuals across the cosmos, there were bound to be many Sacharro's outside of Dyon's family. But that didn't stop the brother-sister pair from wondering.

At some point, Damaris had appeared to their side, looking up at Amphorae with a serious expression. No matter how arrogant she was, she could tell that she was no match for the red-haired woman in the skies. However, she didn't need to take action personally as the elders of her Clan were already aware. The dignity of the Agios Clan could not be trampled upon.

Dozens of tears appeared in the skies. Space itself rippled and distorted, allowing an equivalent number of figures to step out and curiously observe this woman. Like their fellow clansmen below, they didn't seem too angered by Amphorae's arrogance. In fact, they seemed… eager?

Some of the figures who had appeared were wizened and old, but others seemed to still be at the prime of their youth. This made it obvious to everyone below that they were all dao formation experts.

Since one gained an extra 100 000 years of life for each dao stage you transcended, it wasn't rare for many to oscillate between youthful and old appearances as they cultivated and broke through.