Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

He had seen Dyon long ago with his projection, but in the end he concluded that he was only so weak back then due to various constraints. After all, Eldaernth was well aware that the Sapientia still kept a pulse on the 99 universes, so in all likelihood, Dyon probably didn't want to alert them too much.

But hearing that Dyon was a member of the younger generation caused a frown to appear on his expressionless features.

Dyon shrugged. "You don't have to believe me. But barely a few decades ago, I was seen entering the saint floors by your daughter. I'm sure you know what this means."

How could he not? The age cap for the saint floors was 1000 years old. Even if Dyon wasn't as young as he claimed, he would at the very least be younger than that.

"I dare to say that there isn't a single soul below 1000 years old and capable of entering the first phase of the Ancient Battlefield that is capable of defeating me without Faith."

Eldaernth stared at Dyon for a long time before finally speaking.

"That may not be true." He said plainly. "Those who those powers place the greatest hope in receive martial saint pills. Can you defeat geniuses of the 16th, 17th, and 18th Orders who have entered the middle dao realm? What about those who've entered the higher dao realm?"

Dyon grinned. "Not right now. But in 90 more years…?" Dyon's eyes sharpened. "They will be nothing but ants before me."

What Dyon didn't say was that even if they had entered the peak dao realm it wouldn't matter on the Ancient Battlefield. That place was Dyon's homefield! Maybe on the Mortal Plane he couldn't defeat them, but he could already do so right now if they entered the Ancient Battlefield!

But there were some things Eldaernth didn't need to know.

Eldaernth's eyes narrowed. "What are your conditions?"

"Your devil path cultivators will be allowed to travel back and forth between my Chaos Universe. They may use it to train and improve themselves, and even hunt the embryonic infernal beasts that populate its space, but there will of course be payment and they will not be allowed to enter other areas of my domain without following certain procedures.

"Firstly, for any Infernal Beast hunted, 30% of its materials will be handed to my Sacharro Clan.

"Secondly, the resources of Chaos Universe are not up for use. Any chaos stones mined must be compensated for."

Chaos stones were corrupted energy stones that could only be found in Chaos Universe. Their berserk energy was excellent for Body Refinement, as Dyon had come to find out.

He hadn't been aware of these chaos stones before. But, after awaking his Immortal Sense, he could easily map out whole universes. So, he had made this discovery a few years ago.

"Trust me." Dyon said with a smile that wasn't a smile. "My Sacharro Clan has mapped out the whole of Chaos Universe. We know what's where, and we know exactly how much is there. I hope Higher Existence Ravana will advise his people well."

Without waiting for a response, Dyon continued.

"Thirdly, you will allow some of my people to enter Nightmare Palace. Of course, this won't be for nothing. For every entry into Nightmare Palace you allow, that will be one more of your citizens that can enter the Devil Vein free of charge."

Eldaernth shook his head. "I reject this. The benefits of Nightmare Palace are for a lifetime, while the benefits of the Devil Vein are finite. Every entry is worth at least ten thousand free entries to your Devil Vein."

Dyon grinned. "One thousand."

"Agreed."

"Fourthly, you must let the Mathilde Clan go."

The atmosphere turned cold once more.

"The Sacharro Clan is overstepping their bounds."

"I'm sure you understand the importance of unity. How united is the Mathilde Clan with your Devil Quadrants? I wonder where the heart of their Clan Head lies."

"This is not something for you to worry about."

"Is that so…" Dyon muttered. "… Alright. I hope you don't regret it in the future. But I should probably tell you that if we catch wind of the Mathilde Clan being oppressed, my wife won't be very happy. And if she's not happy, then I'm not happy. In such a situation, it would be hard to figure out just what would happen to the future of our alliance."

Eldaernth's eyes narrowed, but he said no more. He knew that Dyon was right, but how could he give up a Clan he had raised up so diligently?

"When the Ancient Battlefield enters its second phase and truly descends, we will jointly defend against their attacks. As long as you don't betray us, we will do our very best to support you.

"You may be powerful, but the coming storm isn't something you can tide alone. If you only had to protect yourself, it would be one matter. But, with so many relying on you, such a hope is foolish."

"If you'd like us to be allies, shouldn't you be more forthcoming with your Clan's strength?"

Dyon pondered for a bit, tapping on the table for moment before responding.

"Aside from the Higher Existence you are already aware of, my Sacharro Clan has two others, in addition to another who has Higher Existence level strength. I don't believe you care about the breakdown of those with lesser strength than this, correct?"

Of course, these two Higher Existences were actually Luna and the unicorn corpse puppet. Thanks to The Seal, Dyon was able to force his mind to trigger the image of a unicorn whenever anything related to a Higher Existence was mentioned. Like this, he was able to remember.

This solution wasn't perfect, but it was the best he had.

As for the third, it was none other than his father-in-law, Sargeras.

With the exception of Luna who could theoretically become as powerful as the energy in her surroundings would allow, Dyon wasn't sure if the others he mentioned could stack up to Higher Existence Ravana.