Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

It was likely that others would find this ridiculous, though. She wasn't even 30 years old yet and she was already creeping to the limits of comet qi. Such speed was unheard of, especially considering how wildly the martial world reacted to Ri becoming a Comet Lord. But, Lilith knew herself better than anyone else.

If she took the spark into the very soul so many neglected through their cultivation path, she would take a massive leap forward. In order to foster that growth, her own father had gone through many troubles to get this opportunity for her. But then … Dyon ruined it.

Maybe that was another reason she was so angry with Dyon. The devil path people had invested so much all for her to get this spark, but Dyon and his Sacharro Clan ruined it all.

She dreamed for years of growing strong enough to cut Dyon down. It was an unhealthy infatuation so great that often times she lost focus of her own aims. There was one time her resolve almost broke down to the point of attempting to sense celestial qi. Had that happened, it would have all been for naught…

Yet, seemingly every day, there would be some piece of new information about Dyon.

'Oh look, True God Sacharro's Corner finally opened', 'Did you hear? True God Sacharro reappeared and cleared the celestial doors without lifting a finger', 'True God Sacharro took over the Enigmatic Sect's territory all alone!', 'Amazing! I hear True God Sacharro killed all four Scions of the Golden Crow Sect with just a single punch each!', 'True God Sacharro lit Low Gold City ablaze, they're calling it the Day of the Black Sun!', 'True God Sacharro faced four armies alone and actually won!', 'True God Sacharo…', 'True God S…', 'True G….'.

It was infuriating.

She herself had no real grasp of why she felt this way. It was just anger. And if she was honest with herself… It wasn't anger toward Dyon…

All those years ago when she came to The Cathedral, as much as she painted Dyon as the villain in her mind, she was aware of who the true villains were… her and her fellow allies and clansmen… They became the very devils everyone believed them to be, that everyone hated them for being…

The truth was that Lilith had no idea about Soul Market until she came to Soul Planet. But, that didn't change the fact she did nothing to stop it once she found out.

She did nothing. In fact, she even tried to impede an individual who did try to do something, and in her attempt to kill Dyon, she ended up nearly mortally wounded.

And yet, what happened after that? Dyon all but ignored her, it was to the point that she wasn't even worthy of his anger.

Then she watched as Dyon was accused of rape. Then she witnessed him being beaten half to death. She sat and did nothing as he was violently castrated before the eyes of everyone.

He endured all of that, even the greatest humiliation a man could ever suffer, all for the sake of saving individuals he had never met in his life time, individuals who would have never been in that situation had it not been for her and her people.

Yet, he continued to ignore her. In fact, even when her naked body was before his eyes, he treated her like nothing more than an insignificant rock in his path.

It reminded too much of those years… Those years before her talent awoke in full force… Those years she spent swimming through the endless sea of her father's many children without a place for herself.

Except this time… She deserved to be ignored.

'It's just like that time all over again… He has no interest in me… He only cares about my talent and what I can do with it for him…' Lilith silently looked toward Dyon. '… But why don't I feel the same disgust for him I feel toward my father or Sokzac?...'

… Because if it's him, and him alone… I deserve to be treated this way… I've earned his disdain…

These were words that Lilith couldn't even bear saying those words, even if it was just in her mind. They lay silently, hidden deep within.

"… I'll accept, but I'd like to hear your conditions first."

Dyon was a bit surprised Lilith accepted so readily, but seeing the complex light in her dark eyes, he refrained from asking about it. He realized she had her own story, but he felt it odd that he felt such a pull to ask about it. Under normal conditions, Dyon wouldn't care for Lilith and her feelings even the slightest bit. Considering this, one might wonder why he was accepting these devil path cultivators into his fold at all…

Well, the answer to that lied in his talk with Jasmine, or rather, the lack of a talk. He still didn't have his answer, could he blame individuals for acting in the fashion they were born?

In truth, Devil Cultivators were born evil. And, considering how little Dyon knew about naturally birthed Evil Cultivators, he didn't have a solid answer on that front either. But, these particular devil path geniuses were in a bit of a special situation.

Considering Soul Market had been functioning for hundreds of years, Dyon knew that Lilith and her companions weren't the ones who started it. However, at the same time, Lilith acted to obstruct Dyon, while also doing nothing to end Soul Market.

This placed Dyon in a dilemma. On the one had, Lilith was born into this situation, something he couldn't blame her for. But, on the other, she didn't try to change herself.

Dyon needed to understand. He needed to comprehend what it truly meant to be on the side of Balance. Could he blindly follow his grand teacher, old man Abraxus? Or, would he have turn this endlessly roaring war into one that had three sides instead of two?

Lilith, her brothers, and the rest of her companions… They would be his path to answering this question.

"I plan to unite the whole of the Martial Plane." Dyon said plainly.