Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

"Hey Chenglei, I destroyed your skeleton army right? Don't you think these BPA Legions would be a suitable replacement?"

Chenglei didn't answer, but his laughter shook the skies, causing the massive yellow continent above their heads to tremble.

"Want to escape?" Dyon's eyes sharpened. "Unfortunately, I can't allow that."

Dyon's hands clap together. 'I still haven't grasped that technique, but… just imitating it for now is enough.'

How could [Judgement] be the only attack technique of the [Dao of Array Alchemy]. It's just that all the others required star qi. Well, [Judgement] also required star qi, it was just that with Dyon's understanding of array alchemy, he could lower its standards.

However, Dyon had been on vacation. No matter how talented his soul was, he could just grasp such grand techniques with a glance, he had to practice… Something he hadn't been doing much of. And, since his clones could use planet qi at best, only his main body could do the practice he needed.

But, wasn't now as good a time as ever to get into the swing of things?

'First…'

Dyon's eyes glowed with a fiendish light. "[RAZE]!"

The fourth Judgement had finally made its appearance. A thick black formation appeared in the skies. It didn't seem to be formed of just one array, but rather multiple, each stack above the last in ever growing complexity.

A black spear slowly made its presence known.

Illusion of a hell of black fire, one of torture of despair, filled the minds of those who looked upon the Fourth Judgement. Under its might, a lower dao expert could only wait to die.

In an instant, Dyon formed seven.

His hands slowly clapped together as they shot forward, streaking across the skies. No matter how hard they tried, the seven dao experts couldn't muster up any strength, the suppression of their bodies and qi was too much… Coupled with Chenglei's Dragon Soul and it felt like they were celestials again…

PSHUUUU

The attack on their minds was too vicious. They realized too late that it wasn't that they couldn't gather up strength, but rather that the Fourth Judgement made them feel as though they couldn't… As though they were worth nothing.

By the time they understood this, the spears had pierced through their chests. Even though they were dao experts and could survive such a blow, looking toward Dyon's clasped hands… They realized it would never be their turn to do so.

Dyon's hands formed a symbol for prayer, but he had no intention of doing such a thing.

"[Sage's Decree]."

His right hand raised as his left maintained its position. The skies above trembled, his soul qi madly gathering as his Weapon's Master Array appeared to his back, shimmering a beautiful diamond royal blue.

'My weapon's will is too weak to use this to even a substandard. But… It's enough…'

"[First Arm: …]"

An illusory hand began to form in the skies. A radiating golden light filled with benevolent energies surged, slowly forming its wrist and forearm, and finally up toward its shoulder.

Energy surged once more as a massive great sword swirled into existence in its hand. The image looked so weak that it could collapse at any moment, but Dyon's calm visage showed that he didn't believe this would happen for even a single moment.

The grand sword vibrated with moving runes far to unclear to see the form of. But just this was enough.

"[… Patience]."

Dyon's raised arm fell. It felt slow, so slow that even a child could dodge it. Yet, the seven dao experts felt as though they couldn't budge an inch… The incomplete sword felt like the most beautiful thing they had ever seen… So beautiful they couldn't bear to dodge it.

Kaori could only watch, despair etched into his visage as he watched the sword descend. Even if they were at full power, such an attack would be difficult to deal with. Yet… now they were not only suppressed by Chenglei's Dragon Soul, but their most important paths of cultivation were almost completely sealed.

It was impossible for them to use their Domains to protect their minds because they couldn't activate them in the first place!

By the time these thoughts were completed, the sword had reached its target.

The three Grand Elders… Grand Elder Jikan. Grand Elder Heaven. Grand Elder Void….

All directly burst into three clouds of blood.

...

A steamy hot breath left Dyon's lips.

It took a lot to even dent his soul stamina, let alone for him to feel as drained as he was now. It was quite a rare feeling, but it only made him smile.

He realized immediately that this drain on his soul wasn't actually due to the requirements of the technique, but rather because he forcefully activated it without comprehending even a single percent of its true essence.

If it wasn't for the fact his opponent's were both suppressed by Chenglei's Dragon Soul and the massive floating continent above, the three Grand Elders wouldn't have died so tragically.

But, hadn't Dyon specifically picked this Gate? This wasn't the Gate housing the Epistemic Tower, or else it would have 9 key towers instead of 8. Why would Dyon pick this Gate out of all of his options?

Judging by the current situation, the answer to that question was obvious.

Still, the fact he could activate the technique at all without having spent the time to comprehend it was a testament to how oppressive his soul qi reserves had become.

"Oh?" Dyon's gaze casually turned back to Kaori.

Because he focused his strike on the three Grand Elders, they were already dead. But, the four numbered warriors were only heavily injured. Dyon was more interested in letting Chenglei refine them into one of his skeleton warriors, so he had left their bodies intact.

This was all to say that Dyon hardly paid attention to Kaori. Though, 'hardly', in Dyon case was a hundred times better than what someone else could do with their full and undivided attention. After all, his divine sense was locked on to the Void Clan Patriarch, there was nothing Kaori could do that he wouldn't see through immediately.

But, it seemed Dyon had underestimated the value BPA placed on Kaori.