The moment Dyon’s hand pressed the keys, the earth quaked, filling a planet riddled with signs of war with an even more ominous feeling.
Dyon had paid little to no intention to his surroundings when he came back. Although this planet was his home, what he had come to know was destroyed while everyone that was important to him followed him into the tower. So, when he came back, especially in the state that he was in, he simply teleported to the Belmont Tombs directly, no one was even aware that he was here.
However, had Dyon simply looked around, he would have noticed the odd atmosphere. The mighty Royal God Clan of the Belmonts had crept upon some troubled times.
Truth be told, it wasn’t entirely Dyon’s fault that he didn’t notice. Unlike other normal sized planets that were thirty to fifty thousand kilometers in circumference, at most, Dyon’s home planet of Earth had been expanded by many times that in order to imprison the entity, making its circumference more than a million miles around, a shockingly grand size almost comparable to that of the sun.
Although Dyon’s divine sense had reached nearly 100 000 kilometers, it was still lacking in ability to cover such a distance. Therefore, it was impossible for him to get an accurate gauge of the situation.
One might wonder just how the Belmonts could fall into troubled times when Madeleine’s parents were dao formation experts. Well, the simple answer was that they were no longer here.
After seeing Dyon off with their chosen disciples, they only remained for about half a decade or so, mostly so that Madeleine’s mother could properly guide her disciple, King Belmont.
Unfortunately, a mere 14-year period wasn’t enough time for a celestial to make any large leaps in cultivation. Despite being personally instructed by his master, King Belmont was lacking. Even worse, because of the poor energy concentration of this universe, his progress was pitifully slow.
Despite being a talent that should have been a mid order second grade celestial at worst, King Belmont was a mere low order third grade celestial. Maybe the most depressing part about all of this was that this was a heroic feat when considering the circumstances. Such an accomplishment in this pitiful environment was a testament to just how talented those born in this universe were.
However, the sad truth was that this was too weak. As a mid celestial, especially of the mere third grade, there was only so much that King Belmont could control. And, unlike those Working Disciples of Dyon’s sect who planned to take targeted cultivation cleansing pills to fall back to the meridians formation realm from the essence gathering realm, this process was impossible for those who had undergone a tribulation.
Well, that isn’t exactly true. It was possible for a saint to fall back to the essence gathering realm, or a celestial to fall back to the saint realm, but there was a hefty punishment and risk many weren’t willing to take.
One’s tribulation wasn’t just a punishment, it was also a blessing for those who used it appropriately. However, taking part in this blessing multiple times was a huge taboo for the universe.
If one who had already passed their saint tribulation falls from the celestial realm using a pill and attempts to re-cultivate, the tribulation’s ferocity would increase to unimaginable levels! The worst part was that this increased difficulty would continue onward for the celestial tribulation, and the dao formation tribulation!
This was all to say that King Belmont simply didn’t have the power to control the situation…
After Madeleine’s parents left, the Aumen waited five more years to be certain of the fact they were gone, before preparing for another seven years to launch their plan. However… They weren’t alone.
The planet that the Shruti had once taken over was now vacant and without leadership. However, before the Shruti took claim to their Planet Mino, how could there not have been another Royal God Clan before their existence?
With the Shruti gone, their disappearance being a complete mystery to those of the universe, the Mino Royal God Clan once more re-staked their claim to the planet that held their namesake.
Of course, the Shruti clan was Saru’s, who was currently taking the God trials.
Originally, Saru was completing a coming of age ceremony for her clan, which was why she came here. But, after the war, her supervisors took her away, deeming the situation too dangerous. Plus, there was the fact that Saru wouldn’t have wanted to fight a war with Dyon anyway.
This aside, with their presence gone, the clan they had imprisoned for the sake of keeping their identities secret was released.
As compensation, thanks to Saru’s kind heart, the Mino clan was given cultivation resources so rich that they almost didn’t care about being imprisoned at all. Unfortunately, it was because of these cultivation resources that the rise of a new player in the universe came fiercely and suddenly. After all, how could the cultivation resources of an Emperor God Clan of the 30th ranked quadrant compare to anything this universe had seen before?!
With the dao Sapientia couple gone, the Mino clan also became fiercer in their movements, even partnering with the Aumen family to sweep through the other clans.
If it wasn’t for the fact that Planet Earth – with the Belmonts, the Pakal, and the remnants of the Cavositas and Ragnor families – and Planet Nix, that was still home to Zabia’s family and allied clans, all allied together in a final struggle, the Mino-Aumen alliance would have already killed them all.
Still, one might wonder why a Mino clan that had clearly gotten a massive power boost would ally with the weakened Aumen clan… After all, it wasn’t like King Belmont was stupid enough to not punish them severely.
Well… The answer lied in the fact that Dyon had trusted his 20 years estimate a bit too much…