Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

Without regard for etiquette, Dyon, Luna, and Madeleine sat on the same level as these three Ancestors without a care in the world.

Ancestor Scholar gazed deeply at Dyon, but in the end, he said nothing about the matter.

"Let's begin then." Were all the words he said.

Ancestor Giant's temper had been quenched as he grew old, but he was still fiery. He had just been about to lash out when he heard Ancestor Scholar's words. In the end, he reevaluated the situation… Not just anyone could make a mockery of the Immortal Blood Gong array…

"Since Brother Scholar has said so, we will begin.

"The Nephilim Gathering takes places once every thousand years. As you all know, there is no age limit nor cultivation limit in participating, and the rewards will be enticing even to Higher Existences!

"The top 1000 will be placed on the Heaven's Scroll and will be bestowed a Title by this legendary treasure that will be a permanent boost to your strength in the future. This is an opportunity even the elderly among you don't want to miss.

"There are no rules or structure to this battle. The only requirement is that one rely on their own strength!

"Rise!"

Ancestor Giant roared, causing nine silver and gold dragon embroidered pillars to shoot into the skies. Even the Immortal Blood Gong array quaked under their might.

Dyon smiled. 'It seems this is the reason for this formation. Without it, the planet would implode.'

A moment later, a massive golden plated scroll rose to hover above it all. Though the scroll unfurled like paper, the names upon it was actually chiseled in like it was a real metal piece. The sight was odd.

Soon, one name after another began to vanish. With the 1000 year mark met, those of the past were erased, making way for those of the future!

'This Heaven's Scroll is truly arrogant.' Dyon sneered. 'I suddenly feel itchy all over. I wonder if this scroll would dare to erase my name in a thousand years…'

"There is no need to worry about biased judgements. The Scroll will observe every battle itself! Not, let the Gathering begin!"

When Ancestor Giant said that there were no rules, one might find it to be an exaggeration. But the reality was exactly like this. The moment his words fell, the massive space below erupted into chaos.

Luna, despite having absolute confidence in Dyon, couldn't hide the slight worry in her eyes. Of course, this worry had nothing to do with the fact they were sitting right beside three Ancestors of exalted standings, but rather because her daughter was amidst the chaos below.

Dyon might be infallible, but had their daughter reached such a level yet? As a mother, she couldn't place down this stone in her heart.

It was then she felt a large hand envelop her own, seeping with warmth.

"There's nothing to worry about." Dyon said lightly.

Luna smiled a forced smile, but she didn't respond. She of course knew that amongst the younger generation, her daughter had no equal. Even Aiden, Eli and Delia's child, was lacking in comparison to her.

However, this wasn't a competition of the younger generation. There were no age restrictions, no cultivation restrictions, there weren't even restrictions on what kind of hidden means one could make use of. Something that could be considered "cheating" in any other competition was perfectly fine here.

Though no Fallen or Higher Existences had taken action yet, this would only a minor courtesy given to those beneath them. After all, the Scroll tallied 1000 names, but even if you added up all the Fallen and Higher Existences of the mortal plane, you wouldn't be able to make up half that number.

As a result, top tier cultivators tacitly agreed to allow Dao experts to vie for their positions first. Only after the dust settled would they make a move and claim that top 300 to 400 spots or so.

Of the experts of the mortal plane, with the devil cultivators as an exception, they were all here! This wasn't a joking matter. Yet, the troublemaking Alauna had decided to jump in as though it was nothing but a game. This left Luna feeling exasperated.

"With Little Alauna's means, it's probably impossible to enter the top 1000, but she should still experience some things. Don't worry, I'll bring her safe and sound back to her mother." Dyon teased.

Luna's smile became slightly more genuine as she shook her head, ignoring Dyon.

"It seems you are a bit ignorant of the powers of Heaven's Scroll." Ancestor Giant sneered.

"Oh, is that so?" Dyon replied casually.

"There are no rules to this event, however there are still special properties of the Nine Dragon Pillars and the Heaven Scroll itself. Namely… Heavenly Laws are far more stringent under their influence. Legends say that this is the closest one can come to the Immortal Plane on our mortal plane."

Dyon's smile deepened. "And what do you mean by that exactly."

"A few things. Firstly, flight without having the status of a Fallen at a minimum is impossible. Secondly, taking hold of atmospheric qi is at least tenfold more difficult. Thirdly, using Faith is impossible. And lastly… Space is incomparably solid.

"This is all to say that if you wanted to guarantee your daughter's safety, that is the last place you should have sent her."

On the Immortal Plane, everything was several folds more difficult. Even those with Immortal Bodies couldn't fly. In fact, flight wasn't possible on the Immortal Plane until one reached the Immortal Law Realm!

Ancestor Giant was essentially saying that with these restrictions, saving Alauna at the last minute would be absolutely impossible for Dyon. In addition, the fact he emphasized 'status' of a Fallen and not the 'strength' of one meant that Dyon couldn't fly either!

"Is that so…" Dyon stretched out a finger.

A bolt of qi whipped out through the air, leaving the elevated platform and tearing into the Heaven's Scroll domain.

A moment later, a tragic scream shook the skies as a Giant fell with a resounding boom to the ground.

"… I've said it before, I'm not a very patient or understanding man. Say whatever you want about me, but something like alluding to my daughter's death isn't a matter my heart has the magnanimity to forgive.

"In case your ears have grown old and you're failing to understand what I'm saying… watch your mouth or face the consequences."