Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

The Celestial Beast bloodline had been plunging downward for several generations already. Back when Dyon first met his master, a bit later, he learned that the marriage between her and Zaire's father hadn't been so simple. The matters surrounding this were related to how Dyon and the Daiyu Clan became enemies. This was because his master, Esmeralda, had been promised to the Daiyu line.

However, Zaire's father won in the end, thus resulting in a blood enmity.

This was all to say that the reason Esmeralda's marriage had been arranged in the first place was as a last effort to raise the Celestial Deer bloodline. Luckily, Zaire's birth succeeded, resulting in a King of King Beasts. Unluckily, Zaire was just one person. His mission wouldn't technically be fulfilled until he became a breeding stallion for the Celestial Deer Clan.

Long story short, this matter had been ravaging the Celestial Beasts for a long time and Dyon had been diligently trying to fix these foundation issues for decades already.

He had made good progress already, actually.

He birthed the Demon Tiger bloodline within Shere back in the Golden Flame Mystical Realm. After the more than decade since then, Shere's bloodline had broken through the transcendent barrier and had once more become supreme, in addition to her being a King Beast.

At the same time, back then, he also birthed the Diamond Ape bloodline within Sen, and his improvements were similar to Shere's, he too having broken into the Supreme Grade.

As for Linlin, she had been diligently learning under Little Yin and Yang now. The ancestral qi they practiced was very good for her improvement, and her foundations were actually the deepest among the four of them.

Finally, there was Biibi. Actually, back then, Dyon had been a bit neglectful of her. It wasn't on purpose, but his hands were fairly tied.

Bloodline compatible with her were too rare. So, Dyon had already decided to slaughter a few Qilin to help her out.

[Author's Note: Recall that the qilin evolved from the celestial deer.]

That said, the best way for Biibi to improve would be to dual cultivate with Zaire. If she did so, her cultivation would explosively increase along with her bloodline.

However, even with this being the case, Dyon wasn't willing to force such things. If they were meant to be, it was fine. But… though Dyon nor Zaire had ever said anything, Dyon was fairly certain that Zaire's heart was set on Little Lyla.

If the celestial babies had cultivated normally, with their minds focused on nothing but raising their cultivation realms, not only would they already be dao experts, but they'd be deep within the realm. After all, unrivaled cultivation speed was one of the special abilities of celestial beast blood.

Because they didn't face tribulations, they didn't need to consolidate their foundations and could just keep charging forward.

However, this was a double-edged sword. And it was precisely because of this Dyon forcefully suppressed their cultivation.

Tribulation were painful, but they also came with numerous benefits. It wasn't an entirely good things to miss out on them, so the four of them had to make it up in other ways.

The four of them were working hard constantly. Every time they saw Dyon get further and further away from them, they would feel a stifling humiliation and helplessness.

They were supposed to be partners, but they couldn't even help Dyon. This both enraged and stimulated them.

But after Dyon signed a beast pact with Chenglei, it felt as though all their hard work was being looked down upon. Though they knew Dyon wouldn't abandon them, they couldn't help but feel this way.

...

Dyon sighed. The four beast babies, last time they appeared in the world, had been middle celestials. Their cultivation had even been higher than Dyon's own back then. Currently, though, they were already Pseudo Dao experts. Yet, they were unsatisfied.

Dyon wasn't angry that they felt that way. Though only Shere outwardly showed her anger, he could tell that Sen, Linlin and Biibi weren't happy either.

He lightly stroked Shere's head. Though she was mad, she at least didn't move away from his touch.

Dyon actually believed he had the ability to help their bloodline reach the peak once more. If he combined [Cleanse] with his 4th level Dao white flames, he could cleanse them of all their impurities. Then, if he followed up with [Harmonious Whole], any weak foundations created by their previously weak talent would also be fixed.

But, if he did everything for them, their futures would without a doubt be limited. They had already relied on him too much. It was time for them to find strength within themselves, or they'd be stuck on the mortal plane just like all those other Higher Existence Dragons.

Dyon didn't know why, but the immortal plane entered his mind more and more frequently lately.

It was a bit ridiculous when he thought about it. Even now, the immortal plane was so far from him. And, even if it was close, he couldn't leave until he defeated The Entity first. But, that didn't stop his thoughts from spinning out of control.

Dyon was very familiar with this feeling… It was the feeling he got when his subconscious worked faster than his conscious… It meant that his mind had silently pieced something together he himself hadn't quite grasped yet.

Dyon had relied on this very instinct many times before to make it to where he was now. He didn't know what it was, but something big was about to happen, something even bigger that the Ancient Battlefield, maybe even bigger than The Entity itself.

'I have to be prepared…'

Dyon looked toward his beast companions.

Sen shrunk to the form of a little monkey napping on his shoulder. Biibi lay her head on his right lap, while Shere napped to his left allowing him to touch her, but unwilling to touch him herself. As for Linlin, she silently floated in the air, overlooking the battlefield.

Of course, one couldn't forget Little Yin and Yang who were always by his side.

'Improve quickly… Maybe soon Chenglei alone won't be enough.' Dyon mumbled to himself quietly.