Reaper of the Martial World

Book 8: Chapter 203: The Way (2)

Dyon was completely oblivious to Saru’s trust in him. Quite frankly, as heartless as it sounds, he had forgotten about the little girl turned grown woman. The last time he even thought of her name was when he realized that his defeating her during the World Tournament likely had more to do with her facing suppression than his own strength. Not that she was any match for him now.

But, she was very much correct. Dyon had no intention of letting the matters with the kitsune clan slide. He had placed them to the back of his mind because he lacked the strength to do what he needed to do, but he would never forget the slight Ri faced at their hands.

Not only did they harm his wife, they had the audacity to attack his home planet as though they were the victims. He would never let such a thing go.

As of now, Aki, Masako and Gin were still training under Dyon. Quite frankly, their level of dissatisfaction toward him had probably dwindled down to near nothing. Though they had little to no freedom, they were receiving more resources than they could have ever imagined before.

Although he wouldn’t give them the same treatment he gave his mother-in-law, Kawa, and allow them to become celestial foxes. It had to be remembered that Kitsune were supreme beasts all on their own. Though their bodies were weak, they more than made up for it was astounding energy cultivation talent.

Aki was probably putting his all into training to pay Dyon back for castrating him and was probably the one among the three that would never forgive Dyon, but that wouldn’t stop Dyon from using him.

This aside, Dyon wasn’t thinking about any of these things currently. Instead, his eyes were trained on a sea of ruby crystals.

Dyon stretched his arm out, his eyes blazing with a black flame as he slowly communicated with his chaos flames.

‘Huh?…’

Dyon’s eyes widened with surprise as he quickly snuffed the flame out. He felt that if he had hesitated for even one more moment, he would have lost control of it entirely.

‘What?…’

He had expected his wills to be far weaker here, so he had avoided using them entirely. Or, rather, he hadn’t seen much of a point in using them. But, his flames were actually so powerful that he nearly killed himself.

‘That can’t be… My spatial will was incredibly weak here last time I checked.’

Dyon’s frown deepened. One of the first things he noticed when he came to this world was that his spatial qi was weak. He had assumed that, much like everything else, his wills were simply weaker in this world.

‘Is it just my flames? Is it because of this place? Or is it everywhere?’

Dyon tried communicating with his spatial will, but the results shocked him.

‘How…?’

His spatial will was so powerful that he felt he could leave this Region and enter another with absolute ease. In fact, he could blink a much further distance here than he could even in his mortal world!

‘Wait… Is this because of me? Or is it because of Little Yin?’

Dyon’s spatial will comprehension was no longer his own. Instead, he had abolished his own comprehension and relied on Little Yin’s. The issue was that even with Little Yin by his side on the mortal plane, Dyon could travel further without Little Yin here. It didn’t make any sense.

Dyon’s gaze turned toward the sea of rubies. Was it these?

Logically, it had to be, right? What else changed between now and the last time Dyon tried to use his wills in this world?

However, something felt off to Dyon. The issue was that this heated red energy wasn’t responding to his wills. His instinct was telling him that the power of his wills was only related to himself and nothing else. If this red energy was interfering, he would have definitely felt the change in qi fluctuations. But, he hadn’t felt anything like that.

There was another matter, too. Currently, Dyon could comfortably stand at 350 000 000 jin. But, that still only represented 35% of his strength. So, how was it that he could perform better with his wills right now despite not having 65% of his power?

Dyon’s heart palpitated.

‘… Could my soul be not as useless as I thought it was?…’

There was one observation Dyon made while he was in this world that interested him greatly. When he used his creation array, the objects he built were far stronger here than they would be on the mortal plane.

Dyon immediately understood why when he noticed this. The ‘building blocks’ of the Ancient Battlefield were stronger than the ‘building blocks’ of the Mortal Plane. Whether it was the trees that grew, or the mountains that formed, or even the ground beneath their feet, everything was far sturdier here.

That was when Dyon remembered the basis of will comprehension. One used their souls to communicate with the Heavens and borrow its power. The was how cultivators used wills.

To Dyon, it made sense then that his wills were weaker. The connection this space had with the Heavens was incredibly thin, resulting in everything from cultivation to the execution of techniques being far more difficult.

However, Dyon realized something. It wasn’t that the Heavens were weak here, it was rather that it wasn’t the Heavens he was used to. The Heavens of the Chaos Era was completely different from the Heavens of the mortal era… It used a different language, so to speak.

But, what remained the same, from the very beginning of time to the very end, were wills!