Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

?He left the Aurora Steps to his Mortal Empire in order to easily fully awaken more auroras. In addition, he had thrown The Seal and Hell's Right Eye away from himself, so they obviously weren't with him either.

Dyon was an Emperor, why would he carry about energy stones or treasures and the like? He left these things in a treasury to be used by his Empire when they were needed. Unfortunately, that left him the poorest he had been in a long while. Not that mortal plane treasures were worth much on the Immortal Plane anyway.

This aside, this Immortal Cave could be considered his first property here. He likely wouldn't stay long, but since he planned on exploring the desert bubble world for the next few years, it would be more convenient to have a place here.

He created a few things for luxury and comfort before drawing arrays to light up the place and laying a few defensive and concealment arrays so those wild beasts didn't come poking around.

After he was done, he looked toward Lilith's wooden sword and Saru's rock knuckle busters with a sigh.

"I'm not a weapon's smith, but I can definitely forge something better than this…"

Saru wasn't much of a problem, but Dyon knew how much Lilith loved her sword, it was about the only thing he knew about her. It hadn't been of exceptionally high grade, only of the comet grade, yet despite having married the obviously wealthy Junior, she never changed it.

Dyon didn't try to overwhelm her by creating the greatest sword ever. Not to mention he didn't have the skill, he felt it was best for Lilith to slowly find another sword she had such a strong connection to.

In as little as ten minutes, Dyon formed a pair of black gloves for Saru and a long 7-foot bladed sword for Lilith which blazed a fiery red that matched Lilith's eyes when she used her devil qi.

Still, despite the short time it took, they were both half-immortal grade weapons. Though this was mostly due to the high-level materials Dyon dug up from the ground beneath them, the two women still couldn't help but shake their heads.

Was this really 'not being a weapon's smith'?

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"You know you two could just stay in my inner world, right? It's a bit too oppressive here…"

Dyon walked through the desert, his bare feet gliding across its harsh glass-filled sands. This place no longer bothered him at all, but he was still worried for Lilith and Saru, both of whom claimed either his left or right side as though they were scared he would flee from them.

In truth, he found it quite hard to gauge their strength, something that was definitely a weird feeling for him. With his Immortal Sense, and now his mutated eyes, there wasn't much he couldn't see through. He couldn't help but think this was related to why Junior sent them here.

That said, Dyon already believed he knew why they were sent. If it wasn't for a situation like this, would he ever have accepted them? Though he hadn't said so verbally, Dyon had already reached a point where he had no ability to reject them any longer.

One might think this logic was flawed. After all, why didn't Junior send Jade as well then? But to Dyon, it made perfect sense. The only two women Junior ever mentioned to him was Saru and Lilith. So, obviously, after his sacrifice, Junior would want Dyon to care for them both.

What Dyon didn't know is that Junior already felt Jade was a done deal. Dyon had already crossed a line with Jade that was impossible to step back from. There would come a day he would have no choice but to take responsibility.

"We're fine."

The two replied quickly, cutting off Dyon's means of responding. After getting a small glint of happiness from being by Dyon's side, it wasn't a feeling they wanted to give up too quickly. Plus, it wasn't like they spent 50 years idling.

In truth, 50 years was nothing more than a blink of an eye to a Dao Formation expert, and especially an Overlord like Saru. There wasn't much improvement a normal individual could make in that time. But, not only were neither Saru nor Lilith normal, but they had been in a great training environment.

Dyon smiled helplessly. 'It's fine, I'll just protect them in case anything goes wrong. It isn't too bad having too beauties by my side anyway… Don't kill me, Clara…'

Dyon's steps paused. Taking a deep breath, he steadied his mind.

With a flash, his soul qi swept out, enveloping the world of sand and glass in a flash.

Every detail was greedily consumed by Dyon. Every city scape, every village settlement, every major landmark…

After a minute, Dyon's vision wavered as he grasped his head and gasped for breath.

He truly wasn't used to this. Usually perfectly memorizing the things his senses swept over were as easy as breathing, but currently, Dyon found that not only was doing such a thing here impossible, but he even found it difficult to maintain a perfect picture of things he thought he had already committed to his memories.

Truthfully, this was just Dyon's lack of experience. Though it was said that a true power couldn't claim control over a world without at least one Spiritual Sage, this didn't mean that said sage was always working. In reality, a Spiritual Sage only manifested their abilities in special cases, they acted as more of a deterrence than anything else. In addition, they learned how to selectively block certain things out when they spread their senses – lowering the resolution, so to speak. These were things that Dyon would have to learn himself.

Still, it was enough at this moment.

As Dyon expected, in a world like this, there were no others qualified to sense the spreading of his Immortal Sense. This world didn't seemed to have even a single Spiritual Sage. In addition, their strongest experts were of the Immortal Saint Realm.

'Not a bad starting place. I wonder if I should thank Emytheus.'