Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

He, who was several hundred kilometers away, had suddenly taken out a spatial treasure of some sort. Dyon himself didn't need to confirm this because Little Yin and Yang were more than enough.

It seemed this treasure was actually great enough to escape Dyon's spatial seal. He could only watch as Kaori held tightly onto the disk plate, its sharp edges tearing into his flesh.

He had lost his father, his son… and now his grandfather to the Sacharro Clan. The hatred in his heart couldn't be quelled by normal means, but he also knew it was useless to stay here.

His gaze met Dyon's across the long distance, a cold calmness in his eyes despite the trembling of his hands.

"What a bother." Dyon muttered.

He wasn't a fan of letting enemies go. The only reason Lionel and his wife survived was because he had been in a coma at the time. The only reason Chenglei survived was because Dyon made a promise to Ancestor Daiyu to help the Daiyu Clan rise back up once again. Since he had made such a promise, how could he arbitrarily kill Chenglei just because the latter didn't want to follow him? So he let Chenglei go as well, something that ended up greatly benefitting him in the end.

But this time, it seemed he had no choice. The disk in Kaori's hand had already sealed the space around him. Though Dyon could see him clearly, they were the equivalent of several universes apart already.

Though Kaori was relatively untalented in cultivation, he still had the void affinity of a Void Kitsune. Giving him such a treasure was akin to giving wings to a tiger.

'A treasure capable of making an inch a mile… It has similar concepts to my [One Inch. One Mile] movement technique, but far deeper and more exaggerated… It's definitely a Pseudo Treasure of the 33 Heavens…'

Dyon's heart turned cold. If such a treasure was actively used in war, one could imagine the devastation it could cause.

There was a true Treasure of the 33 Heavens, one of the 11 Energy Path treasures, that had this ability as well. At first, Dyon's heart seized, thinking that BPA actually had such a treasure on hand. But he relaxed after realizing it was a replica…

However, even as a replica, the ability of this treasure was too devastating. If Kaori wasn't saving it as a trump card and used it from the very beginning, this battle wouldn't have ended so simply.

Kaori's calm gaze became a frown. He realized that Dyon wasn't underestimating him due to his poor cultivation, nor was there greed in his eyes when he realized the treasure he had in his possession.

As Kaori's place in Dyon's heart was rising, so too was the vice versa occurring.

Without a word, Kaori finally disappeared.

'This person is too decisive. He didn't even try to alert the Holy Mammoth warriors, nor did he take any of his own kitsune warriors…'

In fact, Dyon had a hunch that Kaori didn't even return to the Kitsune Clan. If he was correct, Kaori was a long way from this quadrant already, entirely giving it up without an ounce of hesitation.

Dyon shook his head, 'What does such a man have to lose? He's lost his son, father and grandfather to me, why should he care about the Kitsune Clan anymore?'

Though Dyon said these words, he only grew more serious.

Kaori had put over ten years of blood sweat and tears into this moment, into finally forcing the Shruti Empire to kneel, yet he threw it all away…

This person was dangerous.

...

"That's unfortunate." Chenglei deep rumbling voice made the ground below quake. "Did you have to smash them into meat paste like that? Kitsune might make very good corpse puppets. Now the strongest of them is dead, too unfortunate."

Dyon ignored Chenglei's grumbling. He couldn't have controlled [Patience] much even if he wanted to. He only barely shifted its trajectory right at the end to allow the numbered warriors to keep their bodies intact.

Still, he wanted to kill them with his own hands, so even though he could have left it to Chenglei, he didn't. A hatred of several long decades had finally been vented. He didn't care to hear their excuses or pleadings, so he directly smashed them to waste.

In the future, he'd do the very same to Aritzia. All those who dared to scheme against his loved ones would pay a heavy price.

"There'll be plenty of other opportunities to gain kitsune corpses. The main battle is over, but there are still over 30 universes left to conquer. Plus, shouldn't you be satisfied? The Six-Winged Legion, the Shadow Legion, the Sparrow Legion and the Holy Mammoth Legion are all famous, after refining them all you'll be able to conquer universes on your own."

In the past, this was impossible for Chenglei. Though his Death God Body had improved his innate poor soul path talent, it wasn't by much. Luckily, many things had changed recently.

For one, his soul talent no longer seemed to have a hard cap. After breaking through Heaven's Chains, he didn't face the same restrictions as most other beasts.

However, the second reason was the most potent. His partner was now Dyon. As such, he could borrow from Dyon's soul prowess whenever he wanted as long as they were within range of Dyon's divine sense of one another. Essentially, his limited ability in controlled his skeleton army had been completely overturned.

Still, he grumbled.

"You don't understand. In some cases, it's beneficial to allow refined corpse puppets to maintain some of the skill they had when they were alive. Having three Kitsune Grand Elders would be massive.

"Because they would now be corpse puppets, their weak bodies would no longer be an issue. Plus, I could easily sacrifice the Jikan Grand Elder if I wanted to manipulate time will past normal standards. But you went and ruined it all."

Dyon laughed. "Here, take this as compensation."