Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

rst act of three.
So, it was nowhere near what it would be at its peak.
Not to mention the fact the technique itself wasnt very compatible with Dyon.
He couldnt be blamed too much though.
He hadnt known anything about cultivation when he chose it, and his master had long since sealed herself away, so he just chose the best technique the celestial deer sect had to offer.
Who could turn down a low-level divine movement technique? The martial world would salivate over such a thing.

Hours passed by, but the celestials still didnt seem agitated.
They knew how powerful Dyon was, and it was no big deal for a saint to be capable of keeping up their top speed for about this long.
The trouble was that the sun was beginning to set What they didnt notice was that within the red and purple hues left by the sun, hidden arrays that were slowly being formed beneath Dyons feet.
By the time they realized, it would be too late.
Dyon had waited for the perfect moment to execute this.

Normally, any array creation would come with it a flash of light.
But, with Dyons abilities, and the clever use of the environment, they couldnt tell the difference between the dying sun rays, and the arrays!

Suddenly, the celestials began to grin.
From what they could see from Dyons back view, he was drenched in sweat and his skin was paling.
Even his once freely flapping linen shirt was clinging to his skin, clearing matted in a clear liquid.

It looks like the little thief is finally tiring out.
Keep running little mouse, well see how long you can go for!

Laughter filled the quickly darkening forest, however Dyon showed no reaction, only continuing along his path as though nothing was said.
If those fools paid any real attention, they would have noticed that it had been a long while since Dyon had used his movement technique, yet his speed was steadily getting further and further away from them.
If he was tired, then why was he still able to speed up?!

After another half hour, one of the celestials finally realized that something was wrong.
But, by now, the forest was filled with an eerie quiet that was only cut through by the soft sound of feet hitting tree branches.
As for why they didnt fly, why use more energy when it wasnt necessary? Plus, few had the nimbleness necessary to fly in a dense forest.
Although crashing into trees would hardly slow them down as celestial experts, they cared a bit too much about saving face.

A circle? The celestial suddenly felt apprehensive.
His mind was a bit clearer than the rest, so he felt like he had been here already.
In the dark, they were far more susceptible to this trick, but after years of being a border patrol guard for the Viserions who were constantly in the state of war, he had grown to have a cautious personality after seeing the fates of his fellow guards who slacked in their duty.

Fellow clansman, theres a trick! The moment the celestial saw Dyon burst with an extra bit of speed, he was absolutely certain.
Unfortunately, he was too late.

The reason why Dyon was sweating profusely wasnt because he was tired of running.
He was hardly using any of his strength, with his regenerative capabilities, how could he be tired?

The truth was that Dyon had been steadily planting arrays for the past few hours, leading them around in such a large circle that it wasnt until the end that they noticed that something was wrong! Because of how tyrannical using the aurora flame stones were, it was no wonder that a heavy price was being weighed on Dyons body.
This was especially so since Dyon was no longer using the purple-gold stones

No.
The stones he used were filled with streaking comets!

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