Chapter 2112: 2112
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The Blood Phoenix Battalion immediately began to struggle. It wasn't because their cultivation bases were too weak, but rather because they soon noticed that Dyon hadn't only sealed their cultivation, but also their comprehensions!
The reality of such a matter made them shiver in fear. They had never heard of a seal strong enough to stifle even intents.
When some raised the question as to why Dyon did this, he simply smiled and responded.
"In an army, the only will should be that of the whole! Relying on your own comprehensions will only hinder your progress toward becoming the true Blood Phoenix Battalion."
Within the elder tower, some couldn't help but sigh.
"Is it necessary to go this far? This mission will take two to three decades at most, if they continue at this pace, the Sacharro Clan will suffer."
"True God Sacharro is a genius among geniuses, but he's a bit too youthful.
"Though he can be at ease because the Sacharro Clan has numerous geniuses to pick up his slack, how can others be as calm at heart? And if they're not calm, how can they comprehend what he wants them to?"
The true Dyon only smiled and didn't say much.
In reality, this was a form of training for himself. He only had a vague idea of how to form such an army, so though he spoke with confidence, he was only testing out some theories based on his own comprehension.
This Federation and their mission was next to meaningless to him. If his true body took action, all he had to do was form an army of a thousand or so dao clones and he could conquer the 100th quadrant in as little as a single year, if that.
But for the sake of his plans, he had to take a bit of a back seat… But that didn't mean he was willing to waste time.
To Dyon, who wasn't even technically 100 years old yet, 100 years was a very long time despite his prowess. He couldn't sit aside and do nothing during that time, so he formed a training program for himself that came in three facets.
The first facet were the celestial babies. He had sealed their cultivation as well and was heavily invested in increasing their strength. He hoped that if he could recover their root talent of their ancestors, they would become no less powerful than Chenglei. There was a reason he had yet to feed them the martial saint pills. He wanted them to rely on themselves more! When the time was right, of course he would give them the same treatment as Chenglei.
Of course, this training involved himself because he now had to learn the true essence of being a beast master.
The second facet was himself. Though he seemed to be leisurely reclining and eating, the truth was that he was likely the busiest person on the martial plane.
[Judgement] and [Sage's Decree] were practically taking up all his time, and Dyon was astonished to find out that even with his soul strength, he couldn't even touch the other techniques yet…
The more Dyon learned about his inner world, the more fascinated he became. He realized that because he was a God in his inner world, training there was actually many times faster than training anyway else because he could control every variable.
If he had realized this before, he would have long since comprehended all several hundred Earth Grade techniques he had to even without using the Soul Tome.
But, this was the unfortunate reality of having a Master who was currently indisposed. Dyon could only rely on himself, and his experience was limited.
Still, there was no use of crying over spilt milk. Looking into the future was what he did best.
And the third facet, what else could it be if not comprehending how to infuse an army with its own martial intent?
This was the perfect opportunity to learn. And, Dyon didn't feel like he was losing anything either.
The Martial Intent would be useless without the appropriate Commander, in other words, himself. So, even if they chose to leave him in the future, whatever knowledge they gained would be useless. In fact, this truth might make them unwilling to leave him in the first place.
Like this, the Blood Phoenix Battalion continuously fought life and death battles on the weakest of planets while other Battalions had long since surged forward, seeking greater heights for themselves.
True God Diasho and his Dual Edge Battalion wasn't too far behind. Not only had they swept through a half dozen 2nd Tier territories, just a few days after True God Star, they too took hold of a 3rd Tier territory.
Similar feats spread far and wide.
The impressive Gentle Wing Battalion, led by God Amora, had purged their battalion of all males, effectively halving their number, yet had still managed to sweep 4 2nd Tier territories and were currently halfway through their first 3rd Tier territory!
The points were continuously mounting. Yet, interestingly enough, the Sacharro Clan still sat 3rd on the Clan leader boards despite Dyon's 'ineptitude'. Their geniuses simply contributed too much…
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The Blood Phoenix Battalion immediately began to struggle. It wasn't because their cultivation bases were too weak, but rather because they soon noticed that Dyon hadn't only sealed their cultivation, but also their comprehensions!
The reality of such a matter made them shiver in fear. They had never heard of a seal strong enough to stifle even intents.
When some raised the question as to why Dyon did this, he simply smiled and responded.
"In an army, the only will should be that of the whole! Relying on your own comprehensions will only hinder your progress toward becoming the true Blood Phoenix Battalion."
Within the elder tower, some couldn't help but sigh.
"Is it necessary to go this far? This mission will take two to three decades at most, if they continue at this pace, the Sacharro Clan will suffer."
"True God Sacharro is a genius among geniuses, but he's a bit too youthful.
"Though he can be at ease because the Sacharro Clan has numerous geniuses to pick up his slack, how can others be as calm at heart? And if they're not calm, how can they comprehend what he wants them to?"
The true Dyon only smiled and didn't say much.
In reality, this was a form of training for himself. He only had a vague idea of how to form such an army, so though he spoke with confidence, he was only testing out some theories based on his own comprehension.
This Federation and their mission was next to meaningless to him. If his true body took action, all he had to do was form an army of a thousand or so dao clones and he could conquer the 100th quadrant in as little as a single year, if that.
But for the sake of his plans, he had to take a bit of a back seat… But that didn't mean he was willing to waste time.
To Dyon, who wasn't even technically 100 years old yet, 100 years was a very long time despite his prowess. He couldn't sit aside and do nothing during that time, so he formed a training program for himself that came in three facets.
The first facet were the celestial babies. He had sealed their cultivation as well and was heavily invested in increasing their strength. He hoped that if he could recover their root talent of their ancestors, they would become no less powerful than Chenglei. There was a reason he had yet to feed them the martial saint pills. He wanted them to rely on themselves more! When the time was right, of course he would give them the same treatment as Chenglei.
Of course, this training involved himself because he now had to learn the true essence of being a beast master.
The second facet was himself. Though he seemed to be leisurely reclining and eating, the truth was that he was likely the busiest person on the martial plane.
[Judgement] and [Sage's Decree] were practically taking up all his time, and Dyon was astonished to find out that even with his soul strength, he couldn't even touch the other techniques yet…
The more Dyon learned about his inner world, the more fascinated he became. He realized that because he was a God in his inner world, training there was actually many times faster than training anyway else because he could control every variable.
If he had realized this before, he would have long since comprehended all several hundred Earth Grade techniques he had to even without using the Soul Tome.
But, this was the unfortunate reality of having a Master who was currently indisposed. Dyon could only rely on himself, and his experience was limited.
Still, there was no use of crying over spilt milk. Looking into the future was what he did best.
And the third facet, what else could it be if not comprehending how to infuse an army with its own martial intent?
This was the perfect opportunity to learn. And, Dyon didn't feel like he was losing anything either.
The Martial Intent would be useless without the appropriate Commander, in other words, himself. So, even if they chose to leave him in the future, whatever knowledge they gained would be useless. In fact, this truth might make them unwilling to leave him in the first place.
Like this, the Blood Phoenix Battalion continuously fought life and death battles on the weakest of planets while other Battalions had long since surged forward, seeking greater heights for themselves.
True God Diasho and his Dual Edge Battalion wasn't too far behind. Not only had they swept through a half dozen 2nd Tier territories, just a few days after True God Star, they too took hold of a 3rd Tier territory.
Similar feats spread far and wide.
The impressive Gentle Wing Battalion, led by God Amora, had purged their battalion of all males, effectively halving their number, yet had still managed to sweep 4 2nd Tier territories and were currently halfway through their first 3rd Tier territory!
The points were continuously mounting. Yet, interestingly enough, the Sacharro Clan still sat 3rd on the Clan leader boards despite Dyon's 'ineptitude'. Their geniuses simply contributed too much…
The Blood Phoenix Battalion immediately began to struggle. It wasn't because their cultivation bases were too weak, but rather because they soon noticed that Dyon hadn't only sealed their cultivation, but also their comprehensions! The reality of such a matter made them shiver in fear. They had never heard of a seal strong enough to stifle even intents. When some raised the question as to why Dyon did this, he simply smiled and responded. "In an army, the only will should be that of the whole! Relying on your own comprehensions will only hinder your progress toward becoming the true Blood Phoenix Battalion." Within the elder tower, some couldn't help but sigh. "Is it necessary to go this far? This mission will take two to three decades at most, if they continue at this pace, the Sacharro Clan will suffer." "True God Sacharro is a genius among geniuses, but he's a bit too youthful. "Though he can be at ease because the Sacharro Clan has numerous geniuses to pick up his slack, how can others be as calm at heart? And if they're not calm, how can they comprehend what he wants them to?" The true Dyon only smiled and didn't say much. In reality, this was a form of training for himself. He only had a vague idea of how to form such an army, so though he spoke with confidence, he was only testing out some theories based on his own comprehension. This Federation and their mission was next to meaningless to him. If his true body took action, all he had to do was form an army of a thousand or so dao clones and he could conquer the 100th quadrant in as little as a single year, if that. But for the sake of his plans, he had to take a bit of a back seat But that didn't mean he was willing to waste time. To Dyon, who wasn't even technically 100 years old yet, 100 years was a very long time despite his prowess. He couldn't sit aside and do nothing during that time, so he formed a training program for himself that came in three facets. The first facet were the celestial babies. He had sealed their cultivation as well and was heavily invested in increasing their strength. He hoped that if he could recover their root talent of their ancestors, they would become no less powerful than Chenglei. There was a reason he had yet to feed them the martial saint pills. He wanted them to rely on themselves more! When the time was right, of course he would give them the same treatment as Chenglei. Of course, this training involved himself because he now had to learn the true essence of being a beast master. The second facet was himself. Though he seemed to be leisurely reclining and eating, the truth was that he was likely the busiest person on the martial plane. Judgement and Sage's Decree were practically taking up all his time, and Dyon was astonished to find out that even with his soul strength, he couldn't even touch the other techniques yet The more Dyon learned about his inner world, the more fascinated he became. He realized that because he was a God in his inner world, training there was actually many times faster than training anyway else because he could control every variable. If he had realized this before, he would have long since comprehended all several hundred Earth Grade techniques he had to even without using the Soul Tome. But, this was the unfortunate reality of having a Master who was currently indisposed. Dyon could only rely on himself, and his experience was limited. Still, there was no use of crying over spilt milk. Looking into the future was what he did best. And the third facet, what else could it be if not comprehending how to infuse an army with its own martial intent? This was the perfect opportunity to learn. And, Dyon didn't feel like he was losing anything either. The Martial Intent would be useless without the appropriate Commander, in other words, himself. So, even if they chose to leave him in the future, whatever knowledge they gained would be useless. In fact, this truth might make them unwilling to leave him in the first place. Like this, the Blood Phoenix Battalion continuously fought life and death battles on the weakest of planets while other Battalions had long since surged forward, seeking greater heights for themselves. True God Diasho and his Dual Edge Battalion wasn't too far behind. Not only had they swept through a half dozen 2nd Tier territories, just a few days after True God Star, they too took hold of a 3rd Tier territory. Similar feats spread far and wide. The impressive Gentle Wing Battalion, led by God Amora, had purged their battalion of all males, effectively halving their number, yet had still managed to sweep 4 2nd Tier territories and were currently halfway through their first 3rd Tier territory! The points were continuously mounting. Yet, interestingly enough, the Sacharro Clan still sat 3rd on the Clan leader boards despite Dyon's 'ineptitude'. Their geniuses simply contributed too much
