Chapter 2250 I Am Back.
However, what Dyon had learned through all this time was that innate disposition wasn't the most important part of a person...
To now, he had experienced 109 lifetimes, 108 since his first life. He perfected his master's Cycle of Reincarnation Origin Grade technique and experienced the vicissitudes of life. In those times, sometimes he would meet a reincarnation of his wife, fall in love and live a happy life. Sometimes he would meet two or even three of them. And, sometimes, he would die before even finding them.
It was only in this life that he finally found all eight. Not only that, but he had even found his daughter, something that filled him with endless joy.
The Heir of the Angel Clan and the character for the second trial of the Epistemic Tower was exactly one of these lives that he experienced, a life he just so happened to come across two of his wives in. Unfortunately, it ended in tragedy, but the ending made it all worth it.
The only question left was why Dyon was doing this. Why is it that he was burning away his soul and giving away the power he had just awakened?
The reason was twofold. In fact, both reasons were incredibly important.
The first was because his soul was the only remainder of his first body and the only thing left in existence that transcended the Heavens. If Dyon used it as a sacrifice, then he would be able to open up the path for his body, comprehension and qi to truly do so as well.
If he followed the same path as his last life, even if he had the knowledge he had already accumulated, it would take him several millions of years to succeed. Even if this was still better than the trillions it had already taken him, he didn't have the luxury to wait.
Now that Dyon had awakened his memories, he realized that the matter concerning his Junior Brother wasn't so simple any longer.
His na?ve self would think that maybe The Entity managed to find a way to descend to the mortal plane through special means. But, his current self wasn't so lacking in information. Even with the strength he possessed in his first life, strength that surpassed even the Heavens themselves, he would still need to pay a heavy price to descend to the mortal plane. It wouldn't put him at death's door, but it would definitely be taxing even for him.
As the last bits of his former soul were purified, Dyon roared into the skies. It was a roar heard all across the Immortal Plane.
"I, the Nameless Immortal God, Dyon Sacharro, am back."
"I, the Nameless Immortal God, Dyon Sacharro, am back."
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In that moment, several old men across the immortal plane were startled from their deep slumbers. Some of them had been in deep meditation, other of them had been in true deep sleep, while others had been silently spending the last of their days in a rocking chair not much unlike Abraxus.
Cold shivers pervaded their hearts and sweat began to pour down from their foreheads.
They all felt it. That demon, that murderous blight on their immortal plane... He was back.
The Immortal Plane was incredibly vast. As a result, in the past, they had no small number of hegemons. After all, with so many star segments to control, it was impossible for a handful to oversee them all, especially with the poor reproductive rates of immortals.
However, now, there were less than 10 of them.
Why was this? Why else if not for the fact the Nameless Immortal God wiped them from existence for offending him in one way or another?