Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

The soul was the connection between a mortal and the heavens, it was through it that one was able to learn, comprehend and use wills. For someone with a damaged soul to forcibly use their will to its utmost was suicide.

It was for this reason that Dyon's aurora steps were so potent. It was impossible to use wills under its influence due to the direct pressure on your soul.

Obviously, Lilith wasn't in good condition to be using her wills freely, or else she would have fought it out with Dyon a long time ago. A martial warrior without their wills, in some cases, would lose more than 50% of their strength.

Although she knew that that attack wasn't enough to kill Dyon, she hoped that it was at least enough to heavily injure him and level the playing field. She no longer cared about healing her soul, she just wanted to kill him!

However, before she could steady her state and prepare for Dyon's attack, a strong hand gripped her throat, shutting off her air way.

Because Lilith's intent had broken into the 7th stage, it had the properties of a celestial which included the ability to lock down space. Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for Dyon to create a teleportation formation on a whim capable of escaping that situation. He would need at least a few hours to create a viable array, something that was obviously impossible in the middle of a battle.

This was exactly why Lilith hadn't accounted for Dyon suddenly appearing before her. She was certain that he would have to take the attack head-on.

Unfortunately for her, she miscalculated. Because her soul was injured, how could her will have the same strength it usually did? Although her comprehension was still at the 7th intent level, it didn't have the power backing it to match, leading to her being forced into this situation.

Dyon coldly looked into Lilith's eyes, but her gaze didn't lose out in any way. Despite having her neck grasped and her life and death in the hands of another, there was no fear in her eyes, nor was there any unwillingness, instead, there was only anger, rage and killing intent.

Without even another thought, Lilith attempted something that shocked Dyon. Before either of them spoke a word, before Dyon could even make an attempt to move, Lilith's jaw opened wide, her pearly white teeth flashing as she bit down as hard as she could.

It only took a moment for Dyon to process what was happening. She was actually trying to kill herself!

Dyon watched on coldly. For a moment, he had every intention of letting her kill herself. It would save him a lot of trouble, plus he would be able to directly take the key afterward. As for Sokzac's rage? He didn't care. If Lilith died, he would just kill him too to save future troubles.

However, that was when Dyon thought of something else. Would a genius of Lilith's level really be sent into such a dangerous environment without a lifesaving treasure? Even if she killed herself, in all likelihood she would find a way to spit on Dyon from the grave.

If Dyon allowed this to happen, he could end up with yet another enemy he wasn't prepared to deal with. For all Dyon knew, this was the reason Evangeline didn't want him to kill them in the first place.

Dyon's eyes flashed with a cold light. With his soul unlocked, his speed of thought had reached yet another inconceivable level, by the time he thought everything through, Lilith was still biting down.

The hand Dyon clasped onto Lilith's next flashed with two rays of light, causing an gusher of blood to erupt.

Lilith's jaw went slack, but the coldness in her eyes only grew fiercer as she stared at Dyon.

"If I don't want you to do, you won't die. Your life isn't yours right now." Dyon looked at Lilith with a piercing gaze.

It had been all too simple to stop her suicide attempt. Cutting the tendons that controlled her jaw was as easy as flipping over a hand, especially since he had his hand on her neck.

Truth be told, he was trying his hardest not to laugh. If you've ever seen someone try to keep a stern expression while having a slack jaw, you'd understand. Lilith's lofty aura was cut in half by her dropping jaw.

However, Dyon was too pissed off to laugh.

"Do you believe that you're so beautiful that I should only be chasing after your skirt? If I wanted women even more beautiful than you, it would be as simple as stepping into the tower and spending the night with any one of my wives. You think your naked body is so important to me?"

Despite Lilith's feelings on the matter, she couldn't help but seethe with rage at Dyon's words. She could very clearly remember his gaze when he first saw her. Although there wasn't any lust, his eyes definitely brightened. Who was he trying to fool?

But, when she saw the seriousness in Dyon's eyes, her rage turned to shame. When had she ever been treated like this in her life? It definitely wasn't helping that she couldn't stop the drool from seeping out of her mouth.

"Now, let me explain to you why you have no choice." Dyon's expression remained indifferent. "For one, I don't have the time to sit around and wait for you to collect the necessary ingredients. In case you didn't realize, not everyone in this world is here to wait on you. I have things to do.

"Secondly, who else do you think will heal you? Since you don't understand the world of alchemy, I'll break it down for you.

"Healing pills can both be generic and tailor-made. When dealing with something as sensitive as the soul, the pill formula must be adjusted to suit the person. If you want to use a generic pill, feel free, just know that your soul will always have lingering injuries and impurities that will only increase over time. For a supposed genius like you, such a blow would be devastating.

"That leaves you with one option: to seek a professional to make a soul healing pill perfectly suited to you and your condition.

"Not only will this need an even more intrusive examination than what I have in mind, it will expose things I'm sure you want to keep secret."

Lilith's face slightly paled at these words, but Dyon continued unperturbed.

"Let's say, for the sake of the debate, you choose a professional who happens to be female. In that case, you wouldn't care even if the examination was many times more demanding. However, I wonder what you'd do once that professional recognizes that you have devil qi within you.

"You and your siblings can survive here because you're still relatively weak and can't be detected from a distance. But, do you believe you'd be afforded that same privilege when being thoroughly examined?"

Dyon shook his head. "Then what option would you have? I assume then you would have no choice but to use a soul from Soul Market to heal yourself, no?

"If you were willing to do so, you would have a long time ago. And, if you happened to have a change of heart." Dyon's grip tightened on the white-haired beauty's slender neck. "I'll chase you down to the ends of the cosmos. I promise you that."

Lilith remained silent for a long time. The war going on in her mind very clear in her dark, black eyes.

Her grip on her sword tightened, but the more she thought about it, the more right she knew Dyon was.

Dyon took out a pill. Since Lilith was still a saint, her body didn't require the best pill he had to heal. After crushing it and sprinkling it down her throat, her jaw finally set again, allowing her to speak.

Gritting her teeth, Lilith finally spoke. "Fine."

Just a few hours later, Lilith left the Master's Peak completely expressionless. Except for the cold glint in her dark eyes, it was impossible to tell anything else about her emotions.

As for Dyon, he didn't see her off. The only reason he forced Lilith to take her clothes off to begin with was to ensure that her mind was too distracted to think about the details of what was happening.