Reaper of the Martial World

Book 7: Chapter 309: Third (2)

When a cultivator steps into the celestial realm, they become privy to unimaginable abilities. Matters related to Pseudo-Domains and proper use of transcendent weapons were just the tip of the iceberg. Now that Dyon was a celestial, his wills had also undergone a qualitative change.

It was common knowledge that 1^st through 3^rd ranked intents were the staple of essence gatherers, 4^th through 6^th were meant to be mastered by saint, while 7^th through 9^th ranked intents were only meant to be wielded by celestials. In fact, these rules became such a profound and unbreakable truth that geniuses were often measured by just how early they mastered these intents. If one comprehended a 7^th level intent at the saint realm, they were at least an Emperor at a minimum.

However, Dyon hadn’t only just gained the innate boost of entering the celestial realm. His wills had also been perfectly fused with his presence. As things stood right now, his wills were no less powerful than daos formed from weaker paths!

“One.” Dyon’s count began again. He didn’t even seem to care about just how traumatic his last attack was for his opponents.

“Two.”

“Stop!” In the distance, Dyon could sense multiple figures rushing forward. In truth, he had sensed them long ago, after all, his divine sense had recovered to 500 000 km.

Dyon had expected it to take six months to heal his soul fully, but the timeframe was drastically smaller than he had anticipated. At first, he was confused. But, after sensing that The Seal seemed far easier for him to use after he sealed Yandevere, he suddenly understood.

After his soul entered the dao realm, the abilities of the treasures of the 33 heavens that were bound to him to a large step forward as well. One had to know that unless you were a Higher Existence, it was impossible to touch upon even 10% of their true abilities. But, for Dyon, whose soul was already better than most dao experts at the celestial realm, he could already accomplish this feat!

Of course, he was only able to reach this level with soul path treasures of the 33 heavens. But, considering only the Energy Core wasn’t of this path, he had nothing to complain about.

Simply put, with Dyon’s soul vastly improving, the abilities of the Soul Tome also increased, thus speeding up its ability to heal his soul.

Ri looked off into the distance, recognizing the figures that were rushing over. One of them was an elder woman she respected. She was the First Elder who had seen Ri and Clara off before they left for the Dark Ocean, First Elder Viola.

As for the two others who followed after her, there was one Minor Elder of the Mist Clan who could only be considered a Pseudo Dao expert, and the other was Second Elder Mist. Second Elder Mist had also been there to see Ri and Clara off, but her sincerity was of a far different sort of ilk.

It was quite obvious that the one who had called for Dyon to stop was Second Elder Mist.

“Three.”

Weren’t the three of them very foolish to believe they were safe now that their elders were rushing over? The speed of a dao expert was tremendous, crossing several thousand kilometers in the blink of an eye. But, were they faster than the stroke of Dyon’s finger?

Dyon’s finger descended once more.

This time, the blinding flash of golden sword qi took Anabella’s leg before she could react. One had to know that Damaris could toy with Anabella to death as a middle celestial. What did a mere 6^th Order genius have in the face of a 9^th Order one?

Since Dyon didn’t have to take a step to defeat Damaris, what chance did Anabelle have?

Although Anabella didn’t cry out as pitifully as Chrysanthemum, her injury was even more severe. Along with her leg, a large portion of her hip was severed. Her intestines leaked from the side. The cut was so severe that the head of her ovaries were also visible.

Was Dyon inaccurate? He had stated that he’d claim a limb, so why were all his attacks so severe?

Of course not. He attacked so harshly on purpose. If he had taken a centimeter more from Chrysanthemum, her heart would have split in half under his blade. Had he taken a centimeter more from Anabella, she would have lost half her reproductive abilities in an instant.

Why was it that he didn’t bother to attack Anak? It obviously wasn’t because he was able to, nor was it because his background was too fierce.

The Water Mist Sect was ranked 9^th while the Emperor Giant Clan was a mere 11^th ranked Clan. If comparing the Mist Clan and the Emperor Giant Clan directly, offending the former was far more dangerous. The Emperor Giant Clan was relying on Anak’s future growth to finally break into the 4^th-9^th ranks. As of now, they were unworthy.

Second, Anak was still far weaker than Anabella. Although he had broken into the celestial realm and climbed to the celestial floor, he was still lacking in comparison to a 6^th Order Higher Celestial.

So why did Dyon act this way? It was to show Anak just how inferior he was!

You dared to claim that you’d humiliate my woman behind my back? Watch as I cripple yours before your eyes. You claim that you’d be able to defeat me in battle? Watch as I disdain to attack you and easily defeat someone by far your better.

This sort of slap to the face would entrench Anak’s Heart Demon so firmly that he’d never be able to climb out of the abyss.

“One.”

“You dare!?”