Reaper of the Martial World

Book 7: Chapter 256: Son of a — (1)

Dyon took a deep breath. Even if he now understood the root cause of all of his problems, that didn’t mean he understood what actions to take now.

Suddenly, something within him beckoned. Those ancient mutterings of Soul Quintessence reached across the bounds of time.

Dyon’s expression turned blank, his eyes dulling.

Within his inner world, his meditating nascent soul shifted. In place where his dao heart shattered, a black hole took over. However, one wouldn’t be able to focus on anything but the fluttering eyelashes of the small seven-year-old golden boy.

The golden soul’s eyelids slowly parted before closing, causing a beam of light to chargethrough Dyon’s Mind’s Eye, shattering the space and forcing him to cough up blood.

Dyon didn’t seem to notice that his chest was now covered in his own crimson liquid, he hadn’t even moved or made a sound.

The fluttering continued. Each attempt was like another blow to Dyon’s psyche. His wings forcibly retracted themselves into his back and his body seemed to shrivel up.

If Dyon was conscious, he’d be confused. The last time his soul opened its eyes, it blew a hole through Earth itself, forming an empty space that went on for millions of miles in a mere split second. However, he hadn’t suffered any damage at that time. So what was so different now?

“Dyon!” Madeleine suddenly realized there was something wrong with her husband. But she couldn’t move. It was already taking her everything just to continue even with the support of the beast babies. If she left now, Orcus would break out and it would be unlikely for them to get a second opportunity.

In the first place, they had caught him off guard. But, now that he knew Madeleine could manipulate life essence, he would be wary of it. Back then, he had been so focused on what he would gain from Dyon becoming his corpse soldier that he had grown arrogant and ignored everything else around him. Even when he saw the arrow, he thought he could easily deal with it. He wouldn’t make the same mistake twice…

The pulsing lights within Dyon’s Mind’s Eye continued. By now, his frame had visibly shrunk. If it wasn’t for the loose and pale skin that hung from him, one would assume that not one, but two skeletons were fighting each other.

‘Little sister you think…’ Little Yang started.

‘It seems he’s awakening a bit…’ Little Yin muttered. ‘Dyon misunderstands. The last time his soul’s eyes opened, it was accompanied by one of his Divine Chains snapping. It was the residue energy from that chain being destroyed that created that inconceivably large hole. If it hadn’t been for Dyon’s soul opening its eyes back then, let alone a pillar of nothingness stretching for millions of miles, at least half a quadrant would have been eliminated by the breaking of that chain…’

‘We need to move everyone away right now.’ Little Yang said quickly. ‘Something big is about to happen.’

‘Mm.’

Under the resistance of Madeleine, the twins used the help of the beast babies to bring them all away, rushing outside of the throne room and out of the third phase castle entirely.

It was at this moment that Dyon’s arm suddenly raised, focusing a level of soul qi that was inexplicable into a single finger and shooting it into the eye sockets of the still raving Lord Creator.

The endless madness of Orcus froze in time. It seemed that all that was left in existence was a finger ripping through space.

Spatial qi tore through the air like the blades of a sword. Color disappeared, replaced by endless black and white even as reality itself seemed to collapse.

“You…” These were all the words Orcus could say before an otherworldly strength tore him in half, grasping onto the seed that lay in his chest and taking it for its own.

Even after this happened, Orcus was still alive. The vitality of a Higher Existence wasn’t something Dyon could comprehend at his current strength. For someone who had cultivated an undead body like Orcus and had even been able to transfer that nature to his soul, as long as the smallest piece of him remained, it was only a matter of time before he was rejuvenated. If it hadn’t been for this plan of his, he could have lived several dozen million more years before meeting his end.

However, this wasn’t a simple matter of healing anymore. Without the sovereign flame acting as his dao heart, Orcus suddenly felt lost. The blow of losing something he had labored over for trillions of years hit him even more severely.

“No…” The air of an expert was no longer with him. The perpetual and looming Presence dissipated into nothing. Even the killing intent Dyon made hesitant to enter went up in a puff of smoke.

His spirit shattered. The despair of having nothing to live or fight for was too much for him to handle. The life force of a true expert disappeared into the wind.

At that moment, a seemingly small ember erupted within Dyon’s mind’s eye. A change Dyon was unconscious to overwhelmed his body, forcing it to undergo something many had only been able to dream of.

However, this wasn’t a feeling he was allowed to bask in. In the next instant, Madeleine watched in horror as half of the third phase castle was destroyed.

It wasn’t by anything within… Rather… Dyon’s celestial tribulation had descended. Pillars of fiery hell illuminated the already reddened skies.