Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

But now, much time had passed. Thanks to the celestial vats Dyon had access to, Ri didn't have just one, but currently had three Celestial Kun Peng under her control. There was a reason the Sacharro Clan was still ranked 3rd even with Dyon spending an entire month on a 1st Tier planet. In fact, they were very close to overtaking 2nd!

This was all to say that as Ri delved into the layers of comprehension hidden within her elvin bloodline, Dyon had learned to take advantage as well thanks to his newfound comprehension of his Primordial Yang.

In the end… The results spoke for themselves. 

Shere's claws extended almost thirty meters from her paw, each coated with devilishly dancing blue flames. 

What once was a look of disdain on the vulture's face turned to horror. But it could do nothing as its mighty feather defense was sheered into four pieces, allowing a rain of green blood to fall to the ground. 

'Now, Biibi.' Dyon said without losing a beat. 

Biibi beautiful slender figure rose, gorgeous white fur coating her body, only occasionally interrupted by swirls of golden fur. 

Her lips parted, causing an oppressive crystal intent to sweep through the red fields. 

At that moment, Sen crashed into the ground, but his lips were coated with a savage expression. The armored rat, who had always been proud of its defense, could only look on in shock as Sen's white fur glistened with the sheen of a crystalline royal blue diamond. It could tell in an instant that its defense was nothing compared to this ape's! 

"Many thanks little sis." Sen laughed, looking on toward the bull and the armored rat. His arm punched forward, passing through Biibi's crystal formation in an instant. 

If one was ignorant, it would almost seem as though Sen had attacked one of his own, but the next change was too shocking to think of such foolish things. 

Linlin's defense coated Sen's arm. Biibi's formation strengthened his punch. Shere's flames descended along with him. 

The bull and armored rat were shattered into a rain murky purple blood. They hardly had to the time to call out in pain before the half dead vulture collapsed from the skies atop of them. 

The four beast babies roared into the skies. 

No matter who it was in the elder tower, they could only watch on in silence. The Blood Phoenix Battalion slaughtered what remained of the beasts, the morale surging with every bloody stroke as though being reborn in blood… 

Even though Dyon's Battalion was ranked dead last in points, none of the elders had the heart to sneer at it. 

Dyon had just swept through a planet ruled by celestials with nothing but saints.

...

"Well done." Dyon smiled lightly. 

The once massive destructive beasts instantly became adorable cubs in Dyon's arms. Even Linlin who was fonder of being larger didn't want to miss out and shrunk down. 

Over the past month, they had been worked hard. In fact, Dyon didn't even give them any of the beloved pills they adored to eat so much. Sen in particular hardly went an hour without grasping his stomach and crying to the heavens about how cruel his master was. 

Still, in this month, they often led the vanguard, defeating all of the major celestial beasts of the planet despite having their cultivations restricted to the saint realm. 

Though this was classified as a 1st Tier planet, it wasn't so simple as there being just one lower celestial overseeing things. The reality was that this planet alone had several dozen lower celestials, each controlling a corner of the planet by their lonesome. And, this instance of them banding together here hadn't been a first time occurrence. 

Just four days ago, five lower celestial overlords came together to battle the Blood Phoenix Battalion, that challenge had been far more difficult, especially since it took place deep within the planet's waters. 

"Alright everyone!" After showing the four celestial babies some affection, Dyon turned toward the beaten and bloodied cardinal armies. 

Over this last month, though they had yet to evolve into battalion Dyon envisioned, they had definitely improved. The constant suppression of their cultivation and wills forced them to greatly improve their fundamentals. Even the least talented of them had had at least a 10% overall increase in their base strength. 

"We've accomplished something great. Though we rank last amongst the Battalions, we are the only ones who can say that we've conquered a planet ruled by celestials with nothing but the power of saints. Do you believe me now?" 

Many couldn't lie to themselves. Even after they accomplished the feat, they had still felt irritable. Though the Sacharro Clan was still sitting pretty at third place and had already accumulated enough total points to reclaim 2 universes in just a single month, many of their clans couldn't even afford to reclaim a single galaxy. 

However, when they heard Dyon's words, the magnitude of their accomplishment finally set in. Had they really done something like that?

They were all celestials, with the exception of Saru. How could they not know the power disparity between celestials and saints? Back when they were saints, they couldn't imagine even looking at a celestial the wrong way for fear of not knowing how they died. But they had actually accomplished such a thing? 

Dyon smiled. 

He had many theories for how to raise such an army, but they mostly boiled down to two things: confidence and one mindedness. 

He tried to achieve one mindedness by sealing their intents, forcing them to rely on the strength of one another to press forward. 

As for confidence, that could only come with time! This was the first step! 

That was when they suddenly remembered something else. That was right! Not only had their cultivations been repressed to the saint realm, their will comprehensions had been snatched from them as well! This made this accomplishment a hundredfold more impressive! 

Dyon grinned. "We have another advantage those who are rushing so much down have."