The three first tier Dukes froze hearing Dyon’s response. Even they didn’t understand why they were so surprised. Of all the True Gods, this young man could have only been Dyon Sacharro. Not only were the other True Gods known too widely for them to not have recognized him earlier, the only True God that could possibly still have essence gathering cultivation was Dyon.
Still, hearing the name itself gave them cause to pause. This was a young man that held first place on four of the five God trial rankings. This was a young man that was the target of so much speculation and conversation. A young man the whole cosmos wanted to see was standing right before them. How could they not be shocked?
Sir Ulric quickly recollected himself, staring down Dyon’s vacant gaze as he brandished his lance. “No matter who you are, you cannot pass here. Since you wanted to know so badly, King Percival’s castle is located at the very center. In fact, you caught him at quite a good time. Usually he would be tempering himself on the celestial floors, he only came home after hearing news that his son had gone missing.”
“You plan to fight me?” Dyon’s voice was bland and completely devoid of emotion. It lacked any of his usual arrogant flair or overwhelming confidence. Instead, it was as though nothing mattered at all…
“The prestige of The Grand Templar Sect cannot be questioned!” Sir Ulric roared, using his energies to dissipate the effects of Dyon’s Presence on his soldiers and their mounts.
Celestial energy had many special properties one of which included the locking down of space. This was why teleportation arrays of a low level were useless before celestials. However, it had to be said that the locking down of space was a derivative of the central ability of celestial energy, not an ability in and of itself.
The reason the pseudo-domain was usually a strictly celestial ability is because celestial energy deepens the connection a person has with the universe. Only celestials could begin to dictate and manipulate the rules set by the universe itself, albeit on a small scale.
It’s this control that celestials have that results in the locking down of space. It’s also because of this ability that the soul is still seen as a lesser path despite its good effects on will comprehension. Why waste your time following the soul path to deepen your comprehension when the energy path can fulfill the same goal while also giving you more battle prowess?
Still, it would be impossible for Ulric to neutralize Dyon’s Presence like this had it not been for his protective treasure. However, the combination of the two once more increased Dyon’s enemies to more than thirty thousand.
Did that really matter though? Even if Dyon wasn’t in a completely selfless state, even if he was conscious, would he care about having so many weak enemies?
“Then die.”
The words were simple. There were no added hysterics, nor was there any rage behind them. It was as though Dyon was an Emperor, writing laws into effect with the wave of his hand. Since he said they would die, then they would die!
Sir Merek and Sir Tybalt immediately brandished their weapons, feeling the looming hand of death hovering over their lives.
As Sir Ulric charged toward him, Dyon only raised his sword hand, slowly brandishing the Dragon King as the momentum of his coming strike soared.
One man stood tall against a more than ten thousand. Nine thousand essence gatherers. One thousand saints. One dragon tailed lion. Three celestials.
At that moment, something shocking happened.
The weapon’s master will that should have faded away completely erupted back to life, soaring to the 9th will level with absolute ease.
The world trembled as another earth shattering One with Dao appeared, etching itself into the skies at a painstakingly slow pace, yet somehow so fast that even Sir Ulric seemed to have slowed to a crawl.
This dao array was even more illusory than Dyon’s flame array. In fact, it was also much smaller. While Dyon’s black and white flames formed a 100-meter-wide array, Dyon’s weapon’s master will was just about ten meters. Yet, it still made the three first tier Dukes tremble in shock.
Was this a True God? They were celestials yet hadn’t even learned one 7th level intent, yet this young man was still an essence gatherer but had learned a 9th level intent? A 9th level supreme law intent?! Why was the difference so large?!
In his selfless state, Dyon didn’t even notice that this singular comprehension had taken more than a thousand years off of his life span. But, would he care even if he had known? He was completely focused on finding the answer to his question, and these people were in the way. If it wasn’t for the fact his body couldn’t handle the comprehension of a true dao, he would have given up whatever life span was necessary to learn a 9th level dao.
A dazzling armor of royal blue and white diamonds and crystals coated Dyon’s body, making him look like every bit a celestial warrior descended from the skies to do the bidding of the heavens.
His handsome features were enhanced to the max as four pairs of wings sprung from his back to be immediately coated with this same divine armor.
The legendary War God Armor had almost made its full reappearance. The moment it stepped into the intent level, its slightly illusory state would disappear, allowing it to fully appear in the world.
Sir Merek, the magic grandmaster, trembled as he realized what was happening. That wasn’t a 9th level intent, it was a 9th level will. But, there was only one 9th level will in existence that could form a dao array.
‘Weapon’s Master!’