Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

A flood of information entered Chenglei's mind through their soul connection. It was none other than Orcus' corpse refinement technique, [Lord Creator]. Though Dyon didn't bother to comprehend any of it, he had skimmed through its covers long ago. Memorizing a technique was as easy as breathing for him, even if it was of the Divine Grade.

Chenglei was stunned into silence before his uproarious laughter shook the skies. As a wielder of Death God Body, how could he not understand the significance of such a technique? With it, his corpse refining abilities would be brought to an entirely new level.

In the distance, the Shruti Army felt awkward, a deep shame taking root in their hearts as they listen to human and dragon chatting away with one another.

They had just been scared out of their wits, yet the battle was won without them lifting a single finger. How could they feel anything but shame?

To make matters worse, the adorable little cauldron on Dyon's shoulder seemed to turn toward them, its lid steaming with disdain. Then, it turned around and wiggled what they could only assume was its butt. Their already red faces could only turn a deeper crimson.

Sensing a presence behind him, Dyon turned to see Emperor Shruti and Atlas. At first he wondered why they were so far away and why they were struggling so much, but then he remembered that he was still standing on Chenglei's head.

Chenglei's yellow reptilian eyes shifted slightly as his snake-like body turned.

Snorting with disdain, he went to return to Dyon's inner world. "If you want to ally with people, you should find Clans with some actual strength. If you ask me, this so-called Atlas and Shruti Empire would be better off as vassal states if all they're going to do it mooch.

"Call me when there's bone to grind. Oh, and do send those corpses in." He finished happily.

With that, the massive beast disappeared, as did its constant suppression of the area.

Though the two Emperors felt bitter toward the Dragon's words, they couldn't deny that they felt much better without his presence pressing down their souls.

"I want to thank Sir Sacharro for helping my Shruti Empire. I don't have much to repay you with, but please make your demands. My Shruti Empire has never been ungrateful."

Having witnessed Dyon's power personally, Emperor Shruti suddenly understood that this man was very humble. He had every right to trample across their Shruti Empire as he pleased, but he actually pretended as though they were on equal footing yesterday.

Dyon descended from the skies, facing the two Emperors with a light smile on his face.

"Like I said, I came here at the request of my little cousin to repay a debt. Also, don't mind Chenglei's words, he's just a bit abrasive. Though I won't lie – I do prefer if your Clans come under our banner – still, I won't force you to do so.

"If you'd like to repay me, allow me to take what remains of the Kitsune Clan's population. As for the territory, you can have it."

The two Emperors looked at each other after hearing these words.

"We accept." They both said without hesitation.

In truth, they felt like they were taking advantage of Dyon. The greatest trouble in controlling territory was managing the people under it. But now Dyon was suddenly giving them all of the territory and taking all the troubles that would have come with it, how could they not accept?

What they didn't know was that Dyon held back on them quite a bit.

Even if they took over the kitsune universes, how long would it take them to find their universe spirits? Thousands? Tens of thousands?

With a simple call to Researcher Ton, Dyon could have the appropriate coordinates in just a few days. Then, it would at most take him a few weeks to conquer all over 30 kitsune universes.

But, obviously, Emperor Shruti and Atlas had no idea about this. Since they hadn't agreed to become his vassal states, why would he help them out more than he already had?

The universe spirits would definitely hide from them just like the universe spirit of the Five Beast Clan Alliance did to Dyon. Even if they interrogated the kitsune elders, it wouldn't be any help.

As for the kitsune's population, after Dyon cleansed the top Clan elders, controlling them would be easy.

Why? Because he had not only been grooming the heirs and heiress of the Jikan, Void and Heaven Clans for several decades already, but he also had Kawa and Ri, both of whom controlled Faith Seeds of their Supreme Kitsune Clans.

Simply put, Dyon's threshold toward controlling the hearts of their people was far lower than it would be for others.

This wasn't all either, there was something else Dyon was excited about.

Now that he was a Star Lord with the [Dao of Array Alchemy] under his control, he had the ability to cleanse bloodlines by a certain extent. If more eight and nine tail kitsune began to be born, they'd begin to display the true prowess of a Supreme grade beast Clan once more.

On top of this, some nine tails could be selected to take the Fate Breaking Pill and become Celestial Foxes. The potential of this kitsune clan population was no less than that of the elves.

After these matters were settled, Dyon turned his attention to what remained of the Legions.

Subduing them without their Commanders was as easy as breathing for him. Aside from telling Chenglei to leave the Crimson Lion Legion alone, he let him do whatever he pleased with the other four.

"… You have no idea who you've offended."

Four, who lay on the ground too injured to move, sneered as she looked up toward Dyon, a clear defiance on her delicate features.

"Oh? You mean the Transcendent Beast Alliance? Do I look like I care?"

Four's brows visibly trembled. She really hadn't expected Dyon to know.