Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

As for the Ancient Battlefield, he didn't dare to play around in it. How well he performed on its stage would directly decide the Fate of his wives… of his daughter. Unless he had no choice but to fight, he avoided it in that realm, not because he was scared, but rather because his greatest strength was in Commanding large armies. 

But now, he could completely unleash. 

These four Heads… They would be his grinding stones!

'You Higher Existences of the 99 Universes stay put for now…' Dyon thought, a devilishly handsome smile on his face. '… I'm not quite ready to play with you all yet. But, these four…'

Dyon's palms slammed together. A rippling current of concentric pressurized wind rippled outward, devastating the grounded below. 

"[Nine Suns of Armageddon]!" 

Nine beautiful pearls appeared above Dyon's head. Four of them were a gorgeous silvery white, another four were a tempting, devilish flickering black, while the very last was a gentle combination of the two. 

In an instant, they expanded to the size of nine moons, looming of Planet Profound with a menacing air. 

Master Ores' facial expression immediately changed. 

"PUT UP THE PROTECTIVE FORMATIONS! NOW!" 

He could sense it immediately. If they didn't act… Their entire solar system would be ripped to shreds! 

"Attack!" 

Prince Nova trembled below, his eyes turning red. He hardly felt Tove's small hand slip into his own in a bid to comfort him. 

The difference between them… It was actually so large! 

Dyon stood in the skies like a Moon Deity. To his right, four black moons curved in a large semi-circle. To his left, four white moons mirrored their formation. Finally, directly above his head, a beautiful grey moon flickering like a silver star sat, its aura menacing beyond compare. 

The original [Nine Suns of Armageddon] was about mirroring the strength of stars. The Golden Crow Clan had the ability to borrow the strength of fire stars held to directly exponentially boost their strength. However, when they were away from stars, they couldn't use these abilities… As a result, they created this technique in order to simulation the strength of stars! 

But Dyon's version was completely different. Not only could he borrow the strength of these stars… But they held power of their own! 

Dyon grinned as he watched the four soar forward. The benefits of attacking with numbers was clear, but the disadvantage was also clear… They couldn't use their True Domains! 

"[Sun God Halo]." 

Dyon spoke softly as rings of black and white appeared above his palms. 

If [Nine Suns of Armageddon] was an auxiliary technique, [Sun God Body] was how it was used. However, Orcus found this technique incompatible with his Death God Body, so he modified it to become extensions of himself rather than its original purpose of directly fusing with the body. The result? [Sun God Halo] and [Sun God Domain]! 

[Author's Note: If you want a deeper refresher as to what the abilities of these techniques are, feel free to re-read the concluding chapters of the Golden Flame Mystical World arc. Should be in the chapters titled 'Core Teachings'.]

Dyon's white ring trembled. 

"Repel." 

WOOONG

A nearly insurmountable barrier appeared before the four Heads. It felt like every step forward increased their weight by millions of jin. This was too exaggerated, no!

"Like I said, I'm fragile." Dyon smiled lightly. "It's best if you all stay over there…" 

Dyon clapped his palms together once more, but this time, the result was even more devastating. 

Laws of attraction and repulsion violently interacted, seeking to shatter existence itself. 

Dyon raised his right arm into the sky as his left stayed in place as though in half prayer. For a moment, the devil that rained terror upon their 99 universes suddenly became a saintly buddha. 

"Don't worry… I'll diligently guide you all…" 

A golden palm appeared in the skies. Those below could only shiver as the gentle hand touched the surface of one of Dyon's black moons. 

"… [Patience]."

Like this, a palm and moon sped forward as one… 

This power… How was it anything different from a God…?

What did it feel like to watch a moon fall down upon you? 

If one was asked such a question, how would they possible answer? Was it even possible for a normal individual to even fathom such an image in their minds, let alone understand that gravity of the moment in reality? 

Well, at this moment, countless billion of Planet Profound were learning of this feeling right now. 

A single young man stood in the skies, any one movement of his commanding stars, planets and moons. If it wasn't for the magic arrays that protected the structure of Planet Profound, the simple presence of the nine suns of Armageddon would have ripped the ball of earth apart at its seams. 

The four Heads grit their teeth. Though this attack was fearsome, they were confident in receiving it alone thanks to the support of Faith, let alone the four of them together. But, what infuriated them was this display of strength. 

Just who was this young man?! How could he possess such formidable strength at such a young age?! 

The four Heads roared, forcibly breaking through Dyon's repel. 

Master Ores shot toward the descending moon, his body expanding to the size of several kilometers in an instant, but he still looked like nothing more than an ant before it. 

"[Profound Body Incarnation]!" 

Confident in Master Ores' abilities, the other three Heads shot toward the smiling Dyon, making it to within a hundred meters of him in the blink of an eye. 

The speed of such a battle was hard to keep up with. Many simply weren't even qualified to see anything rippling currents of wind that resounded from their clashes. 

Master Ores' palms struck outward together. 

"[Resonance Palms]!" 

Dyon sneered. "Engulf." 

At that moment, the descending black moon, glistening like a gorgeous pearl, became Master Ores' nightmare. 

At first, he thought he had had a sudden breakthrough in his [Resonance Palms]. For some odd reason, his striking speed had skyrocketed. But, in the next instant, his face was shrouded in horror.