Chapter 2401: 2401
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After his shock settled down, Dyon suddenly stood abruptly in a rage, grabbing Junior's collar.
"What the hell are you doing here?!"
Just because Dyon was brooding every moment of every day, it didn't mean that his heart wasn't constantly in a state of turmoil. It was simply that his Dao Heart was incomparably firm, having reached the very pinnacle of the mortal plane.
However, seeing Junior here, he still flew into a rage.
A part of the reason he had been able to settle his heart was because he felt he could trust his clone. If everything went to crap, at the very least, Junior would be able to follow in his footsteps and grow powerful enough to keep Emytheus at bay.
Dyon knew the state he had left Emytheus' body in. Unlike him, Emytheus wasn't a body cultivator. The Olympus Clan was a clan of qi cultivators. After all, they were all angels. Him healing in just two months like Dyon did was absolutely impossible, especially considering it was he who technically lost their battle.
With this in mind, Dyon believed that using their connected memories, Junior would be able to improve enough in the time it took Emytheus to heal to threaten him. It was also next to impossible for Emytheus to improve any more without being sent to the Immortal Plane as well. Thinking to this point, Dyon was able to put his heart to rest.
Yet, the very Junior he had pinned his hopes on had actually appeared here on the Immortal Plane with him. To make matters worse, he had taken Saru and Lilith with him. Saru was the only of three body facet Overlords his Mortal Empire, so she was among the most powerful who could defend what his Sacharro Clan had built there.
Madeleine and Ri couldn't exit the Ancient Battlefield. In addition, his daughter, with her talent, likely wouldn't be able to appear there either soon unless she wanted to be sent to the Immortal Plane as well.
Junior really was the key reason he had been able to remain calm. Yet he was actually here!?
"Hey, you need to calm down." Junior said with a slight smirk Dyon had never been on the receiving end of.
He suddenly realized that his face, despite how handsome it was, truly had a way of pissing people off.
Dyon slammed Junior into the cave walls, causing the den he had called home for so long already to quake and tremble.
"Calm down?! You should know exactly why I can't!"
"Dyon!"
Saru and Lilith tried to separate the two men, but despite their vast improvement, they were still several levels beneath Dyon despite the fact Dyon hadn't improved even a single step in the last ten years.
However, they couldn't just stand around and do nothing. They could tell this wasn't a joke, Dyon really was pissed off to the extreme. Their eyes watered, able to understand the torrent of emotions coursing through his heart.
Looking at the cave around them, they could tell that Dyon hadn't moved a single inch in pursuit of his goal. There was nothing on his mind besides returning to his family. But, the only way for that to happen was if they could remain safe in his absence.
Ten years of seclusion was nothing to most Dao Experts, but this was contingent on their great age. Dyon was ultimately still bȧrėly 200 years old. Such a fact only applied to Dao Formation experts who lived hundreds of thousands of years. They knew well that Dyon's mental energy hadn't been tempered to such a level yet.
The only way he secluded himself so long without losing his mind was purely due to his own will power. A reality that made their hearts tremble.
"Dammit!"
Dyon's arm flexed, shoving Junior further into the wall. Maybe if he still had his eyes, they would be blazing with fury.
"If you were going to come and could even take two with you, why didn't you take them all?! What are you playing at?!"
Junior hardly reacted to Dyon's rage. In fact, all he did was sigh and shook his head.
"… Was I always so brash in my youth…?" Junior mumbled.
Lilith turned her head to avoid rolling her eyes. This same Junior obliterated a solar system before her just a few years back in a fit of rage. What did he mean by "in my youth"? He was clearly still just as brash.
"What did you just say?" Dyon frowned.
"Nothing. It doesn't matter. All you need to know is that I'm here to help you."
"Junior, even if I call you brother, there's a limit to everything. Even if I don't have the heart to kill you, don't think I won't shove you in a cell for a few thousand years if you keep pissing me off. Since when did I need your help?!"
"I'm here to give you my Death God Body." Junior said plainly.
"…"
Dyon's grip involuntarily loosened.
"What did you just say?"
Junior didn't respond, slapping Dyon's hand away.
"Stop saying stupid things." Dyon's frown deepened. "I've already decided to sever my path from the Heavens. Adding another constitution tied to it will be of no help to me. I also have no intention of accepting such a thing even if it wasn't like this."
"You're wrong." Junior said calmly.. "The bones of a Death God are exactly the last piece you need."
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After his shock settled down, Dyon suddenly stood abruptly in a rage, grabbing Junior's collar.
"What the hell are you doing here?!"
Just because Dyon was brooding every moment of every day, it didn't mean that his heart wasn't constantly in a state of turmoil. It was simply that his Dao Heart was incomparably firm, having reached the very pinnacle of the mortal plane.
However, seeing Junior here, he still flew into a rage.
A part of the reason he had been able to settle his heart was because he felt he could trust his clone. If everything went to crap, at the very least, Junior would be able to follow in his footsteps and grow powerful enough to keep Emytheus at bay.
Dyon knew the state he had left Emytheus' body in. Unlike him, Emytheus wasn't a body cultivator. The Olympus Clan was a clan of qi cultivators. After all, they were all angels. Him healing in just two months like Dyon did was absolutely impossible, especially considering it was he who technically lost their battle.
With this in mind, Dyon believed that using their connected memories, Junior would be able to improve enough in the time it took Emytheus to heal to threaten him. It was also next to impossible for Emytheus to improve any more without being sent to the Immortal Plane as well. Thinking to this point, Dyon was able to put his heart to rest.
Yet, the very Junior he had pinned his hopes on had actually appeared here on the Immortal Plane with him. To make matters worse, he had taken Saru and Lilith with him. Saru was the only of three body facet Overlords his Mortal Empire, so she was among the most powerful who could defend what his Sacharro Clan had built there.
Madeleine and Ri couldn't exit the Ancient Battlefield. In addition, his daughter, with her talent, likely wouldn't be able to appear there either soon unless she wanted to be sent to the Immortal Plane as well.
Junior really was the key reason he had been able to remain calm. Yet he was actually here!?
"Hey, you need to calm down." Junior said with a slight smirk Dyon had never been on the receiving end of.
He suddenly realized that his face, despite how handsome it was, truly had a way of pissing people off.
Dyon slammed Junior into the cave walls, causing the den he had called home for so long already to quake and tremble.
"Calm down?! You should know exactly why I can't!"
"Dyon!"
Saru and Lilith tried to separate the two men, but despite their vast improvement, they were still several levels beneath Dyon despite the fact Dyon hadn't improved even a single step in the last ten years.
However, they couldn't just stand around and do nothing. They could tell this wasn't a joke, Dyon really was pissed off to the extreme. Their eyes watered, able to understand the torrent of emotions coursing through his heart.
Looking at the cave around them, they could tell that Dyon hadn't moved a single inch in pursuit of his goal. There was nothing on his mind besides returning to his family. But, the only way for that to happen was if they could remain safe in his absence.
Ten years of seclusion was nothing to most Dao Experts, but this was contingent on their great age. Dyon was ultimately still bȧrėly 200 years old. Such a fact only applied to Dao Formation experts who lived hundreds of thousands of years. They knew well that Dyon's mental energy hadn't been tempered to such a level yet.
The only way he secluded himself so long without losing his mind was purely due to his own will power. A reality that made their hearts tremble.
"Dammit!"
Dyon's arm flexed, shoving Junior further into the wall. Maybe if he still had his eyes, they would be blazing with fury.
"If you were going to come and could even take two with you, why didn't you take them all?! What are you playing at?!"
Junior hardly reacted to Dyon's rage. In fact, all he did was sigh and shook his head.
"… Was I always so brash in my youth…?" Junior mumbled.
Lilith turned her head to avoid rolling her eyes. This same Junior obliterated a solar system before her just a few years back in a fit of rage. What did he mean by "in my youth"? He was clearly still just as brash.
"What did you just say?" Dyon frowned.
"Nothing. It doesn't matter. All you need to know is that I'm here to help you."
"Junior, even if I call you brother, there's a limit to everything. Even if I don't have the heart to kill you, don't think I won't shove you in a cell for a few thousand years if you keep pissing me off. Since when did I need your help?!"
"I'm here to give you my Death God Body." Junior said plainly.
"…"
Dyon's grip involuntarily loosened.
"What did you just say?"
Junior didn't respond, slapping Dyon's hand away.
"Stop saying stupid things." Dyon's frown deepened. "I've already decided to sever my path from the Heavens. Adding another constitution tied to it will be of no help to me. I also have no intention of accepting such a thing even if it wasn't like this."
"You're wrong." Junior said calmly.. "The bones of a Death God are exactly the last piece you need."
After his shock settled down, Dyon suddenly stood abruptly in a rage, grabbing Junior's collar. "What the hell are you doing here?!" Just because Dyon was brooding every moment of every day, it didn't mean that his heart wasn't constantly in a state of turmoil. It was simply that his Dao Heart was incomparably firm, having reached the very pinnacle of the mortal plane. However, seeing Junior here, he still flew into a rage. A part of the reason he had been able to settle his heart was because he felt he could trust his clone. If everything went to crap, at the very least, Junior would be able to follow in his footsteps and grow powerful enough to keep Emytheus at bay. Dyon knew the state he had left Emytheus' body in. Unlike him, Emytheus wasn't a body cultivator. The Olympus Clan was a clan of qi cultivators. After all, they were all angels. Him healing in just two months like Dyon did was absolutely impossible, especially considering it was he who technically lost their battle. With this in mind, Dyon believed that using their connected memories, Junior would be able to improve enough in the time it took Emytheus to heal to threaten him. It was also next to impossible for Emytheus to improve any more without being sent to the Immortal Plane as well. Thinking to this point, Dyon was able to put his heart to rest. Yet, the very Junior he had pinned his hopes on had actually appeared here on the Immortal Plane with him. To make matters worse, he had taken Saru and Lilith with him. Saru was the only of three body facet Overlords his Mortal Empire, so she was among the most powerful who could defend what his Sacharro Clan had built there. Madeleine and Ri couldn't exit the Ancient Battlefield. In addition, his daughter, with her talent, likely wouldn't be able to appear there either soon unless she wanted to be sent to the Immortal Plane as well. Junior really was the key reason he had been able to remain calm. Yet he was actually here!? "Hey, you need to calm down." Junior said with a slight smirk Dyon had never been on the receiving end of. He suddenly realized that his face, despite how handsome it was, truly had a way of pissing people off. Dyon slammed Junior into the cave walls, causing the den he had called home for so long already to quake and tremble. "Calm down?! You should know exactly why I can't!" "Dyon!" Saru and Lilith tried to separate the two men, but despite their vast improvement, they were still several levels beneath Dyon despite the fact Dyon hadn't improved even a single step in the last ten years. However, they couldn't just stand around and do nothing. They could tell this wasn't a joke, Dyon really was pissed off to the extreme. Their eyes watered, able to understand the torrent of emotions coursing through his heart. Looking at the cave around them, they could tell that Dyon hadn't moved a single inch in pursuit of his goal. There was nothing on his mind besides returning to his family. But, the only way for that to happen was if they could remain safe in his absence. Ten years of seclusion was nothing to most Dao Experts, but this was contingent on their great age. Dyon was ultimately still brly 200 years old. Such a fact only applied to Dao Formation experts who lived hundreds of thousands of years. They knew well that Dyon's mental energy hadn't been tempered to such a level yet. The only way he secluded himself so long without losing his mind was purely due to his own will power. A reality that made their hearts tremble. "Dammit!" Dyon's arm flexed, shoving Junior further into the wall. Maybe if he still had his eyes, they would be blazing with fury. "If you were going to come and could even take two with you, why didn't you take them all?! What are you playing at?!" Junior hardly reacted to Dyon's rage. In fact, all he did was sigh and shook his head. " Was I always so brash in my youth?" Junior mumbled. Lilith turned her head to avoid rolling her eyes. This same Junior obliterated a solar system before her just a few years back in a fit of rage. What did he mean by "in my youth"? He was clearly still just as brash. "What did you just say?" Dyon frowned. "Nothing. It doesn't matter. All you need to know is that I'm here to help you." "Junior, even if I call you brother, there's a limit to everything. Even if I don't have the heart to kill you, don't think I won't shove you in a cell for a few thousand years if you keep pissing me off. Since when did I need your help?!" "I'm here to give you my Death God Body." Junior said plainly. "" Dyon's grip involuntarily loosened. "What did you just say?" Junior didn't respond, slapping Dyon's hand away. "Stop saying stupid things." Dyon's frown deepened. "I've already decided to sever my path from the Heavens. Adding another constitution tied to it will be of no help to me. I also have no intention of accepting such a thing even if it wasn't like this." "You're wrong." Junior said calmly.. "The bones of a Death God are exactly the last piece you need."
