Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

According to the rules, Dyon was in fact in the wrong. So, he didn't find any issues with an elder being angry with him. He just didn't care.

Just a few days ago, dozens of elders watched Donari kill an inner disciple and no one made a move on him. Dyon wouldn't wantonly kill people, in fact, he wasn't even serious about killing that inner disciple who brought him his robes, but that didn't mean he would allow slaps to his face in the name of following the rules.

This said, Dyon still needed Unseen Peak. There was a reason he hadn't just used the same overbearing tactic to force his way in Soul Rending Peak, and that was because the elders of that main peak couldn't be so easily dealt with by Dyon even in his unsuppressed state, let alone his suppressed one. As such, he was forced to take advantage of Unseen Peak. In the end, this meant that Dyon's rule breaking actions still had to maintain an air of rationality, lest he lose his foothold into Soul Rending Peak.

The elder, still standing in the skies, was stunned by Dyon's words, and even more surprised that they didn't come with a mocking tone.

Just as the elder was about to respond, another voice interrupted him.

"Dealing with this is beneath you, esteemed elder. Allow this little one to take the role of senior brother and discipline those who need to be disciplined."

The crowd couldn't help but suck in a breath when they saw the lineup of seven individuals who entered the pavilion.

Five core disciples. A Soul Rending Peak disciple. And their Legatee? It wasn't often that they saw even one of these characters, let alone seeing them all at once.

The elder frowned when he heard this. Even if he was a five-year-old child he would be able to tell at this point that this situation wasn't so simple as it seemed. These arrogant children didn't even show due respect to their elders, let alone speaking so cordially to him now and even offering to help discipline and add structure to the sect. Clearly, they had instigated this.

However, although he had a strong moral compass as an elder, that moral compass also forced him to follow the rules. He had already been overstepping his bounds by questioning Dyon in the first place, although in reality, it was only because he didn't recognize Dyon.

As an Inner Sect elder, he had no right to question a core disciple, and even less of a right to question the Legatee of their branch sect. He might be more powerful than some of their core disciples, a large majority of them, in fact, however, that meant nothing.

He could only send Dyon a helpless and apologetic glance, only to be surprised by the fact Dyon didn't seem to care about the identities of those who had arrived.

Dyon didn't bother to respond to the inner elder's glance. Although he said his character wasn't bad, Dyon still found him to be a coward and he didn't very much like to associate with people like that. There was a reason he said that the elder wasn't a bad one, rather than saying he was a good one.

Casually taking a glance down at the approaching disciples, Dyon scanned them before his eyes landed on a particular individual hiding further behind the front seven. It didn't take Dyon much effort to recognize that this was the inner sect disciple who had brought him his robes.

With a single leap, Dyon softly landed on the ground despite the weight on his back.

"It's good that you've come down on your own." Nikolaos said when he noticed Dyon's actions. "It saves me the trouble of coming to get you myself. Admit your wrongs and accept your punishment."

Nikolaos began to exude an otherworldly aura, causing those surrounding him to feel as though he had placed an individual hand on each one of their throats.

The privileges of a Legatee were many, but one of the most important was the ability to completely suppress those of their clan or sect. As a member of any clan or sect, you have a small bit of that clan's faith protecting you, that faith then increases as the position you earn in the clan or sect increases. However, among those of the sect or clan, no one has more faith than the Patriarch. After the Patriarch, Legatees lag not too far behind…

This seems simple enough, but the reality of the matter is far more complex.

Although everyone of a sect has faith, the only ones who can consciously mobilize it are Legatees. Which means… If you have joined a sect and happen to anger its Legatee, the chances of you winning a fight is near zero. This isn't because the Legatee is definitely more powerful, although it is a strong possibility considering their position. It is because a Legatee has the ability to suppress anyone of their sect by making use of the faith they all inherently had within them.

With these abilities, Nikolaos was undefeated, and as far as everyone else was concerned, he would stay undefeated.

Dyon paused in his walk and took a glance at Nikolaos' smug features. "So, you'd like to use your position as a Legatee to bully your fellow junior brothers and sisters?"

"Bully?" Nikolaos sneered. "You've clearly violated the rules of our Unseen Peak. As a supposed core disciple, a privilege you neither fought for nor earned, you've very clearly already over-stepped your bounds.

"As the Legatee of our Unseen Peak, it's my responsibility to handle you. Our Core Elders don't have time to waste on you, neither do they acknowledge you as a true core disciple.

"Now. Do as I say so we can end this as quickly as possible."

Dyon shifted his gaze toward the inner disciple hiding in the back. Although he was clearly standing their for his own safety and protection, the gloating expression on his face was clear.

"Which one of you ordered that inner disciple to lie about the meeting time?" Dyon's eyes left the inner disciple, scanning the seven faces before him. What he saw was an odd mixture of deadpan, nonchalance, and one deathly stare coming from Donari.

Seeing that he didn't receive and answer, Dyon smiled. "I understand. You're unconvinced by my appointment as a core disciple?" Dyon didn't bother waiting for them to respond. "I wonder, if I fought you all right now, and defeated you all right now, would you accept your loss? Or would you find another reason to hate me?"

Dyon took another step forward, causing Nikolaos' eyes to widen. By all rights, Dyon shouldn't be able to move right now.

It was too bad he was far too naïve. Dyon was already suppressed to less than half of his peak abilities, the suppression Nikolaos placed on him was a drop in the bucket. Not to mention the fact he was already more powerful than Nikolaos was in the first place, meaning the suppression he could place on him was limited to begin with. If that wasn't the case, wouldn't Nikolaos be able to defeat even core elders?

"Don't mind me." Dyon said casually walking by Nikolaos and arriving in front of the inner disciple. "It's been 20 minutes. I'm sure you understand what that means, no?"

The inner disciple stumbled backward. "Senior brothers and sisters… Please…."

Suddenly, Dyon felt a murderous aura overwhelm him as a fist blazing with foggy red qi erupted toward him.

At this moment, it was as though time had completely stopped.

The dense killing intent made everyone's blood run cold, it was as though the fist wasn't aimed toward Dyon, but rather, themselves.

Those who were spectating didn't truly understand the significance of Dyon walking through Nikolaos' suppression, even if they knew, they would likely have assumed that Nikolaos didn't use the whole of his ability. In truth, this would have been true. Nikolaos didn't use his full suppression abilities, but he definitely used enough to crush a mere 1st stage essence gatherer. The fact Dyon wasn't writhing on the ground was already enough to astonish him.

Some with fainter hearts immediately looked away. They were very clear on Donari's cruelty. Since he took action, even if Dyon didn't die from the first punch, he would definitely be beaten bloody in the subsequent punches.