Chapter 2140: 2140
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The table shattered and the chairs beneath them seemed to evaporate into thin air.
"You. Who are you?"
"Ah, it really did disappear. Bless the Heavens."
Eldaernth's eyes narrowed. He didn't speak slowly normally, it was just that…
"Don't worry, no need to feel embarrassed. I'm well aware that your slow speech pattern is a result of a form of training you're constantly undergoing." Dyon smirked. "Now that you're fully awake, can we get down to business?"
As for how Dyon knew these things, why would he ever tell Eldaernth? It was better if he feared him and felt some trepidation.
No matter how great Little Lyla's True Empathy was, she was still too lacking to read the mind of a Higher Existence. These were characters who held a level of strength beyond common sense. Their abilities couldn't be spoken of in a few simple words. It would likely be impossible for her to accomplish this until she herself became a Higher Existence.
However, Dyon's Immortal Sense had no such restrictions. Obviously, he couldn't use it to read the minds of others, but he was able to piece many things together with his senses and intelligence alone. Coupled with the fact he had the twins by his side, and he could easily feign omnipotence.
All of the secrets within Eldaeranth's body were completely exposed to Dyon. Dyon could even look into Higher Existence Ravana's spatial ring without the latter even noticing.
Knowing his age was as easy as simulating the abilities of an age stone with his mind. Since there was a quantity that could be measure by it, why could Dyon's Immortal Sense also find and measure that vital quantity?
Knowing his cultivation technique was as easy as scanning his body. After grasping the essence of the technique he used, the meridian pathways he frequented, the unique fluctuations in qi, he could simply ask the hamster twins if they had any techniques that matched this description in their large reservoir of knowing.
Even knowing when he lost his v.i.r.g.i.n.i.t.y was a simple task of observing his Primordial Yang and making certain deductions based on it.
Facing a Higher Existence, even if Dyon knew his combat strength was nowhere near the required level, his mind had long since crossed that threshold.
Dyon had been toying with dao experts ever since he was a meridian formation pup. Now that he was a dao expert, why wouldn't he dare to toy with Higher Existences?!
Still, Eldaernth was truly worthy of being a Higher Existence. In just a split moment, he gathered his emotions and waved his hands, causing the shattered table and chairs to reappear as though they never left.
Though Dyon appeared nonchalant, his heart grew cold at this display.
'Matter reconstruction…'
Higher Existences were known as Half-Step Transcendents for a reason. Their existences were technically too powerful to appear on the Mortal Plane, and this was especially the case for Eldaernth.
Due to their overwhelming power, the laws of physics became nothing but child's play before them. The most powerful of them could construct and deconstruct laws as they saw fit. Making down up, and up down, destroying and building up, making night day, and day night… all of these things were possible.
All sorts of impossible things happened when one was capable of breaking the void.
Of course, these powers would disappear after they transcended. Or, rather, the Immortal Plane's laws were too sturdy for them to manipulate at will. But, here on the Mortal Plane… they were basically Gods!
"As I said before, I am not a fan of the havoc the Devil Quadrants have run in my territory."
"Did you not destroy my projection as punishment?" Eldaernth said plainly.
"Equating the life of a projection to the life of millions of innocents. A true Higher Existence indeed." Dyon said with a sarcastic sneer.
"That was no normal projection. It was formed of one of my Devil Spirits. It will be another century or so before I am once again capable of using the Devil Core it was formed from."
Demonic Spirit was one of the techniques of Eldaernth's [Devil Core] technique. Projections usually had less than a single percent of the strength of a Higher Existence, but Eldaernth's had almost 2%. This didn't sound like a big deal, but he could form one of these for every Devil Core he had. Each one was more than enough to deal with a normal Higher Existence.
Luckily, Jade was no normal Higher Existence despite only just have broken through.
[Author's Note: For those who have maybe forgotten, during The Cathedral arc, Jade killed Eldaernth's projection and stopped him from interfering]
This was the truth. Eldaernth agreed to this meeting not only because of the Devil Vein, but because of Jade. He had a feeling that if she continued to grow, she wouldn't be much less powerful than himself in the future, if at all.
Still, he wasn't too worried about her. After all, he had been in the Higher Existence Realm for over two million years. That wasn't an easily bridged gap.
What he was apprehensive about was the fact this unknown Sacharro Clan might actually be hiding other Higher Existences…
Unfortunately, before he could even figure out what kind of enemy he was dealing with and decide whether or not to just directly declare war regardless of the consequences, he suddenly learned that he wasn't meeting with a Higher Existence, but rather a little boy.
He could have never guessed that this boy would give him the worst surprise of his life.
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The table shattered and the chairs beneath them seemed to evaporate into thin air.
"You. Who are you?"
"Ah, it really did disappear. Bless the Heavens."
Eldaernth's eyes narrowed. He didn't speak slowly normally, it was just that…
"Don't worry, no need to feel embarrassed. I'm well aware that your slow speech pattern is a result of a form of training you're constantly undergoing." Dyon smirked. "Now that you're fully awake, can we get down to business?"
As for how Dyon knew these things, why would he ever tell Eldaernth? It was better if he feared him and felt some trepidation.
No matter how great Little Lyla's True Empathy was, she was still too lacking to read the mind of a Higher Existence. These were characters who held a level of strength beyond common sense. Their abilities couldn't be spoken of in a few simple words. It would likely be impossible for her to accomplish this until she herself became a Higher Existence.
However, Dyon's Immortal Sense had no such restrictions. Obviously, he couldn't use it to read the minds of others, but he was able to piece many things together with his senses and intelligence alone. Coupled with the fact he had the twins by his side, and he could easily feign omnipotence.
All of the secrets within Eldaeranth's body were completely exposed to Dyon. Dyon could even look into Higher Existence Ravana's spatial ring without the latter even noticing.
Knowing his age was as easy as simulating the abilities of an age stone with his mind. Since there was a quantity that could be measure by it, why could Dyon's Immortal Sense also find and measure that vital quantity?
Knowing his cultivation technique was as easy as scanning his body. After grasping the essence of the technique he used, the meridian pathways he frequented, the unique fluctuations in qi, he could simply ask the hamster twins if they had any techniques that matched this description in their large reservoir of knowing.
Even knowing when he lost his v.i.r.g.i.n.i.t.y was a simple task of observing his Primordial Yang and making certain deductions based on it.
Facing a Higher Existence, even if Dyon knew his combat strength was nowhere near the required level, his mind had long since crossed that threshold.
Dyon had been toying with dao experts ever since he was a meridian formation pup. Now that he was a dao expert, why wouldn't he dare to toy with Higher Existences?!
Still, Eldaernth was truly worthy of being a Higher Existence. In just a split moment, he gathered his emotions and waved his hands, causing the shattered table and chairs to reappear as though they never left.
Though Dyon appeared nonchalant, his heart grew cold at this display.
'Matter reconstruction…'
Higher Existences were known as Half-Step Transcendents for a reason. Their existences were technically too powerful to appear on the Mortal Plane, and this was especially the case for Eldaernth.
Due to their overwhelming power, the laws of physics became nothing but child's play before them. The most powerful of them could construct and deconstruct laws as they saw fit. Making down up, and up down, destroying and building up, making night day, and day night… all of these things were possible.
All sorts of impossible things happened when one was capable of breaking the void.
Of course, these powers would disappear after they transcended. Or, rather, the Immortal Plane's laws were too sturdy for them to manipulate at will. But, here on the Mortal Plane… they were basically Gods!
"As I said before, I am not a fan of the havoc the Devil Quadrants have run in my territory."
"Did you not destroy my projection as punishment?" Eldaernth said plainly.
"Equating the life of a projection to the life of millions of innocents. A true Higher Existence indeed." Dyon said with a sarcastic sneer.
"That was no normal projection. It was formed of one of my Devil Spirits. It will be another century or so before I am once again capable of using the Devil Core it was formed from."
Demonic Spirit was one of the techniques of Eldaernth's [Devil Core] technique. Projections usually had less than a single percent of the strength of a Higher Existence, but Eldaernth's had almost 2%. This didn't sound like a big deal, but he could form one of these for every Devil Core he had. Each one was more than enough to deal with a normal Higher Existence.
Luckily, Jade was no normal Higher Existence despite only just have broken through.
[Author's Note: For those who have maybe forgotten, during The Cathedral arc, Jade killed Eldaernth's projection and stopped him from interfering]
This was the truth. Eldaernth agreed to this meeting not only because of the Devil Vein, but because of Jade. He had a feeling that if she continued to grow, she wouldn't be much less powerful than himself in the future, if at all.
Still, he wasn't too worried about her. After all, he had been in the Higher Existence Realm for over two million years. That wasn't an easily bridged gap.
What he was apprehensive about was the fact this unknown Sacharro Clan might actually be hiding other Higher Existences…
Unfortunately, before he could even figure out what kind of enemy he was dealing with and decide whether or not to just directly declare war regardless of the consequences, he suddenly learned that he wasn't meeting with a Higher Existence, but rather a little boy.
He could have never guessed that this boy would give him the worst surprise of his life.
The table shattered and the chairs beneath them seemed to evaporate into thin air. "You. Who are you?" "Ah, it really did disappear. Bless the Heavens." Eldaernth's eyes narrowed. He didn't speak slowly normally, it was just that "Don't worry, no need to feel embarrassed. I'm well aware that your slow speech pattern is a result of a form of training you're constantly undergoing." Dyon smirked. "Now that you're fully awake, can we get down to business?" As for how Dyon knew these things, why would he ever tell Eldaernth? It was better if he feared him and felt some trepidation. No matter how great Little Lyla's True Empathy was, she was still too lacking to read the mind of a Higher Existence. These were characters who held a level of strength beyond common sense. Their abilities couldn't be spoken of in a few simple words. It would likely be impossible for her to accomplish this until she herself became a Higher Existence. However, Dyon's Immortal Sense had no such restrictions. Obviously, he couldn't use it to read the minds of others, but he was able to piece many things together with his senses and intelligence alone. Coupled with the fact he had the twins by his side, and he could easily feign omnipotence. All of the secrets within Eldaeranth's body were completely exposed to Dyon. Dyon could even look into Higher Existence Ravana's spatial ring without the latter even noticing. Knowing his age was as easy as simulating the abilities of an age stone with his mind. Since there was a quantity that could be measure by it, why could Dyon's Immortal Sense also find and measure that vital quantity? Knowing his cultivation technique was as easy as scanning his body. After grasping the essence of the technique he used, the meridian pathways he frequented, the unique fluctuations in qi, he could simply ask the hamster twins if they had any techniques that matched this description in their large reservoir of knowing. Even knowing when he lost his v.i.r.g.i.n.i.t.y was a simple task of observing his Primordial Yang and making certain deductions based on it. Facing a Higher Existence, even if Dyon knew his combat strength was nowhere near the required level, his mind had long since crossed that threshold. Dyon had been toying with dao experts ever since he was a meridian formation pup. Now that he was a dao expert, why wouldn't he dare to toy with Higher Existences?! Still, Eldaernth was truly worthy of being a Higher Existence. In just a split moment, he gathered his emotions and waved his hands, causing the shattered table and chairs to reappear as though they never left. Though Dyon appeared nonchalant, his heart grew cold at this display. 'Matter reconstruction' Higher Existences were known as Half-Step Transcendents for a reason. Their existences were technically too powerful to appear on the Mortal Plane, and this was especially the case for Eldaernth. Due to their overwhelming power, the laws of physics became nothing but child's play before them. The most powerful of them could construct and deconstruct laws as they saw fit. Making down up, and up down, destroying and building up, making night day, and day night all of these things were possible. All sorts of impossible things happened when one was capable of breaking the void. Of course, these powers would disappear after they transcended. Or, rather, the Immortal Plane's laws were too sturdy for them to manipulate at will. But, here on the Mortal Plane they were basically Gods! "As I said before, I am not a fan of the havoc the Devil Quadrants have run in my territory." "Did you not destroy my projection as punishment?" Eldaernth said plainly. "Equating the life of a projection to the life of millions of innocents. A true Higher Existence indeed." Dyon said with a sarcastic sneer. "That was no normal projection. It was formed of one of my Devil Spirits. It will be another century or so before I am once again capable of using the Devil Core it was formed from." Demonic Spirit was one of the techniques of Eldaernth's Devil Core technique. Projections usually had less than a single percent of the strength of a Higher Existence, but Eldaernth's had almost 2%. This didn't sound like a big deal, but he could form one of these for every Devil Core he had. Each one was more than enough to deal with a normal Higher Existence. Luckily, Jade was no normal Higher Existence despite only just have broken through. Author's Note: For those who have maybe forgotten, during The Cathedral arc, Jade killed Eldaernth's projection and stopped him from interfering This was the truth. Eldaernth agreed to this meeting not only because of the Devil Vein, but because of Jade. He had a feeling that if she continued to grow, she wouldn't be much less powerful than himself in the future, if at all. Still, he wasn't too worried about her. After all, he had been in the Higher Existence Realm for over two million years. That wasn't an easily bridged gap. What he was apprehensive about was the fact this unknown Sacharro Clan might actually be hiding other Higher Existences Unfortunately, before he could even figure out what kind of enemy he was dealing with and decide whether or not to just directly declare war regardless of the consequences, he suddenly learned that he wasn't meeting with a Higher Existence, but rather a little boy. He could have never guessed that this boy would give him the worst surprise of his life.
