Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

The air of an unrivaled Emperor swarmed around Dyon. He had yet to even begin to refine this pill of his, but Heaven's Chimes began to ring.

The skies above opened, golden clouds radiating gentle light downward.

Dyon suddenly seemed incomparably at peace… Nothing could shake his resolve.

Dyon no longer hesitated.

His palm struck outward, reverberating along the little cauldron's body and causing it to grow explosively in size.

The black Battle Cauldron pulsed, ancient runes of dark gold glowing along its surface.

With a thought, hundreds of spiritual herbs flew from Dyon's spatial ring. Many of them were from what remained of the Celestial Deer Sect's Legacy. Back then, Dyon had ignored them in pursuit of [One Above All], but now, these rare and even extinct herbs would lay the foundation for him to reclaim his true self!

The glow in Dyon's eyes grew fiercer as his arms orchestrated the flow of these medicinal herbs.

This much alone wasn't enough to impress Supreme Spiritual. Though Dyon's qi control was impressive, and he as an alchemist could tell that Dyon was actually parsing these hundreds of herbs by category, it wasn't to the point he felt awe.

What was more surprising to him were the herbs themselves. Even one of them couldn't be traded for with even Enigmatic Stones, let alone the number of them there were.

And what was that he said? Array Alchemy?

However, Supreme Spiritual didn't get much of a chance to continue thinking about it, because in the next instant, his heart was gripped by something incomparably magical.

A moment after the rotation of the spiritual herbs stopped, countless miniature arrays appeared in the skies. Their number much have been in the thousands as they floated our like little fire flies, shimmering under the light of the golden clouds above.

Heaven's Chimes continued to ring. It really felt like a beautiful dance was being choreographed all under Dyon's control.

Those miniature arrays made their way to the spiritual herbs, enveloping them in their light and slowly breaking them down into their most important components.

The countless and priceless medicinal herbs became gorgeous bobbing orbs of lights of numerous colors in a moment.

It was then Supreme Spiritual's expression truly began to change.

'Impossible! How can the removal of impurities be done so easily! And with arrays?!'

The first and most basic step of alchemy had always been this. Removing the impurities of spiritual herbs and leaving only their medicinal potency, it laid the foundation for how the rest of the refining process would go.

All his life, Supreme Spiritual had completed this step by using his aurora flame to slowly burn these impurities away, using its healing characteristic as a purifier. It was meant to be a long, diligent, and tedious process… But Dyon had handled so many star grade and planet grade spiritual herbs not only with absolute ease, but also with absolute speed and perfection!

Had his way of alchemy truly been wrong all this time?

However, the next scenes were only more baffling.

'Grafting! He's grafting star grade herbs together?! What is he doing! A waste of heaven's treasures!'

Dyon had learned about plant grafting way back at Focus Academy. Back then, his comprehension of DNA had helped him comprehend this concept with absolute ease.

However, grafting was usually only done for lower grade herbs. Star grade herbs were already considered to be the pinnacle of perfection, what need was there to graft them together to create something new? After the Grandmaster Grade, there was simply no one who grafted spiritual herbs together.

Yet, here was Dyon, doing it with star grade herbs! How could Supreme Spiritual know that what Dyon needed to refine wasn't a mere star grade pill, but rather, a half-step immortal grade pill?

The [Dao of Array Alchemy] had countless immortal pill formulas. The issue was that the mere mortal plane didn't have the spiritual herbs needed to concoct them.

If those on the Immortal Plane saw Dyon's actions, countless Alchemy Emperors would storm his location, begging to take him on as a disciple. What he was attempting was simply too inconceivable.

Dyon was actually modifying the formula of a half-step immortal grade pill by substituting ingredients he didn't have with mutated spiritual herbs that had never appeared before. It was the equivalent of a chemist creating a new element all so that they could complete a concoction beyond human means!

The level of foundation, comprehension, and talent needed to accomplish such a thing was enough to make one's mind go numb. Dyon was essentially creating a path where there was none before!

The man in question had no idea how heaven defying his feat was. In fact, he was smiling. He was smiling so brightly that the heavenly clouds above seemed dim.

"I've never seen dad so… happy…" Little Alauna said softly.

"This is simply a man reclaiming the path that was always meant for him." Luna replied with a gentle tone.

The orbs of light flew into the black cauldron.

Dyon's arms began to move faster, forming several seals in an instant. Up until the star grade, such profound seals were unneeded, but moving forward, the field of alchemy became far more complex and divided into countless refinement techniques.

The refinement technique Dyon used now was known as the [Heaven Soaring Nine Seals].

His body turned illusory, splitting into nine shadows that surrounded the cauldron. Each began to strike outward in a rhythm, forming hand seals every time.

Dyon completely forgot that his body was in shambles, he forgot the purpose for his refinement of this pill in the first place. He had completely lost himself in a joy he hadn't felt since he met his little girl…

The smile on Dyon's face seemed to light up the world. One would almost forget that he had blood dripping from his eye socket and that his body was just a single step from the grave.

Watching on, Supreme Spiritual felt his heart palpitating in horror.

"This is impossible!"