Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

It wasn’t long before every disciple that was available had entered the core sect plaza. Just as domineeringly as ever, the ranking pillar and the pillar of shame stood at the very center.

Above them, a group of powerful individuals stood in the air, attracting the awe of all those who saw them.

They were the core elders of the sect. Although there were only five of them, each and every one was admired as a top expert of their 98th quadrant.

Standing in the center of these five wrinkled old men and women was a stoic man, relatively younger than the other elders. It was clear that he was far more talented than them and had stepped into the ranks of celestials at a much earlier age.

Breaking from sainthood to the celestial realm gave an extra 5000 years of life. If you had already aged in the saint realm, reversing it would be as simple as just breaking through. However, it was clear that these elders gave up much of their lifespan for a chance to break through into the celestial realm, making their cultivation quite hollow and meaningless. Simply put, someone like Anak could kill all five of them without blinking an eye, even if he was suppressed.

However, the 98th quadrant was a fishbowl of sorts. All the individuals here knew was that these elders were all powerful celestials, so they revered them.

That said, they respected the Master of Soul Rending Peak far more.

He was a true expert who had even managed to step onto the celestial floors of the tower! If he wasn’t so amazing, how could he have snubbed the Caedes and Jafari families out of the sect master position they had held for so long?

However, this same man they revered was livid today. He exuded an aura that forced every to look away, unable to meet his eyes at all.

Next to him, a beautiful girl clung to his arm, crying her eyes out. Her shoulders trembled, and even her father’s touch couldn’t stop her ceaseless heaving.

It didn’t take long for everyone to recognize that this girl was Violet, the sect Master’s one and only daughter.

Everyone knew how much the Master doted on his daughter.

Although there were rumors of the Master accepting Evangeline as Vice Master due to some sort of underhanded nepotism. Those who knew the Master understood that this wasn’t true. This was just baseless slander based on the elders’ jealousy of Evangeline’s talent and youth.

The truth was that the Master had lost his wife long ago. He had come back to his home quadrant with his daughter about 200 years ago to be a core elder. But, eventually earned the spot of sect Master.

No one knew exactly what happened with his wife, but there was news of small tidbits run by the Sapientia News Network about two centuries ago.

Unlike the SNN of today, the SNN of those days didn’t have the internet, so they spread they news by relatively normal means that involved information arrays. These information arrays had a limited use, and that upper limit decided how many it could transfer information to before it crumbled to dust.

It was a rule of the sect to vet all elders and especially sect Masters, so the sect Master had no choice but to hand over this piece of information over to the council of elders. This was how they learned of what happened to the Master’s wife.

It turned out that an heir of the 74th quadrant took a liking to his wife and took her as a concubine.

Of course, the Master tried to fight back, but even though he was individually powerful, his backing was nonexistent. The 98th quadrant was simply too weak. As such, there was nothing he could do in the face of dozens of celestials, each more talented than the last, and many of whom were decently close to becoming dao formation experts.

In addition, unlike the Soul Rend Quadrant that had rumors of only a single dao formation expert lingering in legends, there was no doubt that the 74th quadrant had one or two ancestors of that level.

At that moment, the air distorted as more powerful auras began to appear.

The four up and coming families, the Novrel, Mogy, Acor and Coudry families all sent high ranking officials to check out what the situation was. In fact, they didn’t have high enough status to send anyone but their family heads. If they sent lower ranking elders, it would be seen as disrespect.

However, to everyone’s surprise, the Caedes family Head also appeared. Behind him, everyone recognized Arthurian and could see his nervous fidgeting as he used the imposing aura of the family head to hide.

Everyone was confused about what was going on. For the Caedes family head to appear, just how serious was the situation?

Just as everyone was wondering what was happening, two more groups appeared.

A team of elders from The Cathedral appeared, wearing white and conservative robes. The exuded an aura of nobleness and purity that made those below almost want to bow to them, especially when they saw the Mother of the Nunnery. Her reputation wasn’t any less beloved when compared to Evangeline.

But, the second group was a bit of a surprise. It was led by a beauty with long white hair even surpassing her ankles. It wasn’t until after a bit of asking around that those less informed came to recognize her as the new key wielder of their quadrant: Lilith.

She was followed by her two little brothers and about 10 or so other Devil Cultivators including Sokzac. At the same time, her flowing white dress gave her an elegance that surpassed even the Mother.

By now, everyone was here. Even the past key wielder and branch member of the Caedes family was here. He normally had a calm and kind smile on his face, but today everyone saw a rare serious side to him. It was clear that he was confused about what was happening too.

Of course, Dyon and Donari were also among the crowd. Dyon wasn’t a fan of standing in the back, so he had already made his way to the very front of the core disciples. In fact, he disdained the fact that these people were standing above him, so he leaped into the air, standing alone with his wings gently flapping.

It was truly an odd sight to behold. Eight groups who had otherworldly levels of prestige in the 98th quadrant, and one out of place young man.

The family heads and the priests of The Cathedral frowned as their gazes turned toward Dyon. They began to exude a pressure that was clearly telling him to get down, but he ignored it, yawning and stretching instead.

Dyon snorted inwardly, who did these people think they were, standing above him? He was confident that he could defeat any one of them in a battle alone. These people could only run around rampantly in this weak quadrant and nowhere else.

The family heads and priests were just about to say something when Violet’s head snapped upward and said something that shocked them all.

“It’s him daddy!” She pointed at a particular young man, tears streaming down her face with her voice cracking. “He’s the one w -who…” Violet fell into a fit of tears, making everyone’s heart break as they looked at her. She looked as delicate as a porcelain doll. Who would dare hurt such a lovely young girl?

“He’s the one who tried to rape me!”

Even Dyon was stunned into confusion because Violet’s finger was pointed not toward Arthurian who was way to left and still hiding, but him.

Dyon was absolutely stunned, but other than a weird light in his eye, he didn’t have any other reaction. He had pegged Violet’s snake-like personality a long time ago. Why would he still be surprised after hearing this?