Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

l dent at its center, spanning several hundred meters.
In fact, it was almost two kilometers in diameter!

This massive space held just one thing: an infernal core!

Dyon’s eyes widened.
An infernal core of this size… What kind of beast did it come from! And how was it here?!

“This is the core of this world?” Dyon mumbled to himself.ραпdα `nᴏνɐ| сom

The Demon Sage snorted with pride, causing Dyon to look at him for the first time.

Dyon wasn’t surprised to find that even after all of these years, the Demon Sage hadn’t lost his sense of self.
Usually, spirits, after spending a long time away from their bodies, from become blobs of light like the elvin elders, having forgotten what they looked life.
However, the Demon Sage was too prideful and arrogant to ever forget his sense of self.

He was a tall man, standing at almost 2.5 meters tall.
His spirit exuded a slight red aura that made him look murderous and illusory… At the same time, his features were handsome, nothing like the ghastly and cloaked figure Dyon met in his Legacy World.

Even in spirit form, the Demon Sage’s bare chest exuded a sense of overwhelming vitality.

“This is the infernal core of a true infernal beast of the half-step transcendent realm!”

Dyon sucked in a cold breath.
He had only gotten the price equivalents of embryonic infernal cores, he could only fathom how expensive a true infernal core was.
This didn’t even mention the fact that this was one of a half-step transcendent beast!

Remembering back, the embryonic infernal core of a peak dao formation beast was worth 1000 enigmatic stones… This was the equivalent of a billion transcendent stones and one would need a million times that to calculate the number of dao stones!

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This wasn’t all that shocked Dyon to no end.
One needed to also consider the battle prowess of one of these beasts!

Dyon had to struggle for half a century to raise his battle prowess to a realm where he was capable of defeating a peak saint even as a lower celestial! As one cultivated, the difference between realm tiers only grew exponentially! The difference between a lower celestial and middle celestial was equivalent to the difference between a lower saint and a peak saint! This was how drastically things changed.

For the Demon Sage to have defeated a half-step transcendent infernal beast… Dyon was truly in awe.

“You were very powerful.” Dyon praised without reserve.
He had just insulted the Demon Sage savagely to vent his anger, but that didn’t mean he didn’t have profound respect for him.

The Demon Sage nodded in satisfaction, but he didn’t smile.
His face remained stoic.

Seeing the Demon Sage’s cocky appearance, Dyon rolled his eyes.
But, he suddenly thought of something that made his eyes shimmer with an amused light.

“If you hadn’t spited me and closed off the Mystical Realm properly, allowing a few planet and even star level spiritual treasures to grow, I would have been able to make you a body for you to have a chance to fulfill your dreams.
It’s a shame that you didn’t do so.” Dyon said nonchalantly.

The Demon Sage sneered.
“Do I look like a child to you? I’m a star grade runic vein master.
You think that if I wanted to construct myself a body I couldn’t have?”

Dyon smiled.
“Let me guess, because your body wouldn’t be able to sustain a partial soul, blah blah, you’d need more power than you could output making it obsolete.”

“Since you know, why would you say something so stupid.” The Demon Sage frowned, getting a bad premonition.

“Obviously because I have the means to heal a soul completely.
Yet, you wanted to throw a temper tantrum.
And, even if you hadn’t, I still wouldn’t help you on account of the fact you caused the deaths and injuries of my subordinates!” Dyon’s anger was still boiling.
A spirit like the Demon Sage was the weakest against a soul path expert like Dyon.

Even in his strongest state, the Demon Sage’s soul was weaker than Dyon’s, let alone now.

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