A few hours later, Dyon opened his eyes to see the stadium completely filled. Although this wasn’t the perfect environment for such a thing, he had no other choice.
There weren’t any “commoners” here. Those below were all affiliated with the sects, whether they be disciples, legatees or elders. Even the former Master and Violet were below. They’d very much like it if they weren’t, but they also knew that they didn’t have much of a choice.
In addition, the prominent families had also made an appearance, including the Caedes and up and coming families.
Dyon took a deep breath as his eyes flashed gold.
A brilliant array began to maneuver in the skies, covering the more than half a mile radius the coliseum covered.
To create an array on this scale, even Dyon needed to strain. But, he pushed through.
Those below couldn’t help but be mesmerized. Despite it taking almost an hour to complete, they weren’t bored in the least.
After Dyon finally finished, the arena was overwhelmed by a deathly silence as he adjusted himself, causing everyone to wait in anticipation once again.
It could be said that those who were the most confused were those of Unseen Peak who knew exactly who Dyon was. However, they could only wait along with everyone else.
Finally, after what seemed like forever, Dyon once more opened his eyes.
The crowd below held their breath. Somehow, when they looked at this young man, they felt an overwhelming pressure they couldn’t describe.
“To you all, my name is Dyon Jafari.” Dyon began. “And that is how it will continue to be. Whenever any of you refers to me to someone outside of this meeting, I’ll be noted as being a member of the Jafari family.
“A young man whose mother was a commoner of the 74th quadrant and whose father was the former head of the Jafari family. A young man whose elder brother is Zabia Jafari and whose sister in law is Ulu Jafari.”
Dyon’s words set the crowd abuzz, especially those who were there when he revealed himself to be Dyon Sacharro.
“However, you will all know in your hearts that my true name is Dyon Sacharro. Direct and only disciple of the 25th White Mother. Legatee of the Celestial Deer Sect. Ruler of Soul Rend Quadrant.”
BOOM!
Those who hadn’t witnessed Dyon and Sokzac’s fight suddenly felt shock overwhelm them. In fact, no one took this news harder than the current Legatee of Unseen Peak, Marquis Nikolaos. Just a few months prior he believed himself to be far above Dyon, even believing that he could court Violet. Yet, now he realized just how large the difference between the two of them were.
Another endlessly shocked individual was the “doorman” of Unseen Peak, the old man Dyon had befriended before the assessments began.
It surprised Dyon to realize that he was actually a celestial as well who wasn’t too far less talented than Violet’s Father. Of course, now that Dyon’s soul was unsealed, there was little that could be hidden from him.
“The first thing I’ll tell you all is that The Cathedral is no more. Their members have been slaughtered and their rules have been abolished. Anyone found practicing their teachings will be killed without question.”
Dyon didn’t want anyone to find out that Soul Rend Quadrant was undergoing reform, or else their enemies might once more train their eyes here.
After Dyon’s soul was unsealed, he was able to feel the sheer amount of soul energy filling this quadrant, so he immediately understood many things.
The soul talents of this quadrant were on a completely other level. If it had been allowed to continue existing, it would have been impossible to continue enforcing the separation of alchemy and formation theory. As such, it was destroyed.
Dyon couldn’t just build it up again, or else he would just be asking for it to collapse once more.
So, knowing this, why would Dyon place a ban on continuing to practice the rules of The Cathedral? Wouldn’t it make more sense to do the opposite?
No.
The reason was simple. The only people practicing under the rules of The Cathedral to begin with were the rich nobles. Only they had the means to cripple their newborn’s souls before The Cathedral could take them away.
As for the poor? They could only pray that their children didn’t cause any auspicious signs and hope that in the future, should they try to enter Soul Rending Peak, that they wouldn’t be exposed for having good soul talent.
This meant that without The Cathedral, those kids would never get taken away, so other than talented children being able to remain with their families, nothing would change.
Instead of being stolen from their families, Dyon would use the monitoring abilities The Cathedral left behind to find and nurture these children. In as little as a thousand years, Dyon was confident that he could raise the level of this universe to compete with any of the bottom 50 quadrants. As long as they listened to his arrangements.
“From this moment forward, the most important path of Soul Rend Quadrant will once more be the soul. Under my leadership, the pitiful 98th rank will be washed away completely in time. However, for now, we must lay a foundation. Listen well. This will be the plan for the future.”