Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

But how could he be so handsome at the same time?

Realizing the ridiculous path her train of thought was taking, Crystella shook her head furiously, shooting after Dyon without a care for Kywen and Tedric's gazes.

Dyon appeared at the top of the mountain. As expected, it had no openings. It was precisely due to this build up pressure having nowhere to release itself that the rest of the bubble world had come to suffer.

Obviously, it was too dangerous to puncture a hole into this mountain. And, since this mountain could withstand so much pressure without collapsing or melting, it likely wasn't possible to puncture a hole to enter it even if he wanted to.

However, Dyon was sure there was a reason those three had chosen to come here instead.

It was just like Dyon to be this reckless. He had taken a dive head first into this situation without having all of the details. However, he was confident that he'd be able to figure it out…

'Oh, so it's like that.'

Dyon smirked.

Flying up to the side of the mountain, Dyon touched its scorching surface. His soul qi surged as he began to write out a very particular array.

This array was near and dear to his heart. He remembered that it had saved his life multiple times before. In fact, the very first time was against Madeleine's elder brother, Oliver. The two hadn't had much of a relationship in recent years, but that was a memory Dyon would never forget.

Though, while this array had saved his life many times, he also had fond memories of it. He had also used it on his and Madeleine's first date.

Compared to those versions, this version was leagues ahead. However, the flashbacks it brought to Dyon remained, nonetheless.

'The Spatial Transference Array… I didn't know I'd still be using you even now…'

As Dyon's array was finishing its construction, those who had lagged behind him were just barely catching up. At the foot of the mountain, the Immortal Saints were trying their best to run up its side without burning themselves to death.

"I'll take the lead just as you asked." Dyon turned back and winked toward Kywen. With that, he vanished, appearing in a world where the only light was the burning hot lava beneath his feet.

...

The world Dyon entered was completely unexpected.

From the outside, one would assume from the mountain's current state that every path it could possibly have on the inside was filled to the brim with lava doing its best to burst through. But, this wasn't the case at all.

Dyon dropped down into a winding and steep path of about three meters in diameter. Compared to the side of the mountain in question, it was even smaller by comparison to a capillary in the human body.

What Dyon realized when he was scanning was that the mountain was filled with these branching paths. Some of them were connected, some of them were independent, and there were some connected branches that were independent from other connected branches.

The eruptions happening across this nameless bubble world weren't random at all. Or rather, they were, but not in the way many thought.

There were certain portions of this mountain that were erupting, but not every vein was experiencing this.

The very same veins that started at the top of Mount Volaire branched out all across the bubble world. And, only in the locations where pressure was building up would you have an eruption.

To make a complex matter simple, Dyon had essentially entered one of the branches without much pressure built at all. As a result, instead of the vein being filled to the brim with molten lava as one might expect, it was instead barely filled to 10% capacity.

As though it was a normal river of water, Dyon surfed a defensive array down the stream of lava.

"Come on, don't be mad."

Dyon's projection tried to appease Saru and Lilith within his inner world.

"You already left them all behind. Why won't you let us out now?" Saru asked, uncharacteristically unsatisfied.

"This mountain definitely isn't normal." Dyon explained. "You can think of every bubble world in the Immortal Plane like a closed ecosystem of its own. That means that the resources you can find in one should be limited by the evolution stage or cap of the world.

"Simply put, this world shouldn't be able to produce any materials capable of withstanding this level of heat. Yet, aside from reddening, this Mount Volaire shows no signs of bending under the pressure. Its internal veins aren't even melting.

"On top of this, I've been studying the fundamental runes of this world ever since I finished restructuring my body. I'm still very far from grasping it all, not even 10%, but from my understanding, it's absolutely impossible for this world to be a desert world. It should be the exact opposite, in fact – having large planes of snow and water. So, how did we get here?

"The only explanation is that someone put this mountain here for a purpose. And, as long as I'm sure of that, I can't have you two in danger like that. There is a design to what's going on here, and it's been playing out for billions of years already. I just want to see if I can solve this little game because apparently the Dark Flame bubble world those three say they come from still haven't."

Lilith pouted. "We get it. You want to go out and have your little fun with your new wife and don't want us burdens here. That's fine, Saru and I are very close to entering the Immortal Essence Realm anyway."

Dyon was left speechless.

He had no idea that it was Lilith's sole duty to find a way to get into his pants. According to Junior, as long as she got the final ingredient of Dyon's soul to complete her own sword nascent soul, she would progress at blinding speeds.

Her words about entering the Immortal Essence Realm soon were a lie, actually. She needed Dyon, and Saru needed something her former self left behind.

Outside the mountain…