Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

Like he expected, Dyon wasn't disappointed. 

War God Martial Intent, it was a Martial Intent that stole the will of others by killing them. Essentially, the more enemies one faced, the more one killed, the stronger you would grow through battle. It was like exchanging the life of your enemies for strength. 

When outside of battle, the intent would fade away, slowly bringing you back to your original strength. But despite this, Dyon was very intrigued. He often fell into unlucky situations where he was forced to face many enemies at once, who knew that such disadvantageous situations could bring him benefits? 

Dyon's second Dao Trial, however, made him realize that he had comprehended only a portion of the true War God Martial Intent. 

Being able to strengthen yourself was one aspect, but the strengthening of your subordinates was the second aspect! 

The War God Commander trial showed Dyon exactly this. Not only could he now gain strength from the kills of the warriors he commanded, his warriors could gain strength from the kills he gained as well! 

This was why he felt that the new energy was both like Presence and a Domain. It was like Presence in that its first form could only benefit him, but it became like a Domain when its second form was fused with the first. Now, anyone within the Martial Intent's range of influence would gain the same benefits! 

Dyon suddenly became very happy that he didn't actually skip over these tribulations. If he had, who knows if he would have ever comprehended such a useful Martial Intent? He hadn't even known Martial Intents could be used in this way! 

At this point, Dyon couldn't help but wonder what other rewards there were for clearing the War God Trials… Unfortunately, he wouldn't face any other tribulations until he became a Higher Existence, and he didn't even know if War God tribulations would appear then. 

Could this Martial Intent have more pieces? He had no way of knowing… 

As though to disappoint him, Dyon's final dao trial gathered tribulation lightning clouds. 

Those below trembled, their mouths twitching when they saw Dyon's disappointed face. 

Why are you feeling disappointed?! Those are Six-Color Tribulation Clouds! Usually only Higher Existences would face such a thing! 

But the result made them lament they ever said something. 

… Forget it, the difference between him and us is too much… We'll kill ourselves if we think about it anymore… 

Dyon raised a beautiful silver-gold mask to the skies, standing patiently as it absorbed the tribulation lightning to its heart's content. 

Finally, the Lightning Willow Mask was complete, becoming a 12th Stage Supreme Grade Treasure – a mighty Pseudo Treasure of the 33 Heavens. 

Dyon looked down at the mask in his hands, feeling that it was very much alive. In fact, he could feel its spirit although he couldn't directly see it with his eyes. 

'This came right on time… The lightning legacy hidden within will be of great help to me…'

Dyon felt that he was missing something when it came to his Lightning Dao. It should have been far more powerful than it was, but for some reason it could only exhibit a portion of its true strength. 

One had to remember that Dyon's lightning dao was birthed from tribulation lightning. This wasn't just any tribulation lightning either, it was the tribulation lightning that descended after Amphorae exhibited the first instance of Music Will to ever appear on the mortal plane. 

There was another matter to take into account as well. Faith was sealed when one took their tribulations, making tribulation lightning a unique enemy to Faith. Yet, Dyon hadn't felt any unique reaction when his lightning dao battled Oshire. There was definitely something missing. 

Dyon still felt that his Lightning Dao was more powerful than most, but he still didn't feel that it was as powerful as it should be. 

Finally, Dyon put the mask into his spatial ring and closed his eyes, his True Domain slowly shimmering out of reality. 

There was silence for long time. It felt as though almost the whole Celestial Quadrant bowed their heads in respect to one man. 

For so long, Dyon wondered just how he would bring those of the Celestial Quadrant together as one. He felt that he needed to conquer them all with speed before slowly assimilating them over many decades. But who would have known that his own near-death experience would practically wash away that need for hard work completely? 

It was then the silence erupted. A blaze of fiery passion overflowed. The sound of cheering citizens could be heard all across all 101 universes. 

Dyon's closed eyes opened as he looked toward his army in the skies, a light smile on his face. 

These past few months had been hard on them. Forced to hover above Planet Ragnor, many of them had long since run out of energy and had to rely on the support of others. After all, space didn't have energy. 

Objectively, Dyon's appearance was pretty ghastly. He wore torn black sweatpants matted in blood. His toned torso was covered in dried and flaking chips of red. It truly wasn't the appearance a ruler should have, but such a thing only made the cheering grow louder. 

Dyon thought of using [Violet Revival Flame], but by his calculations, he could only use it once a week. It wasn't very smart to use it when it wasn't absolutely necessary. So in the end, he maintained his imperfect appearance. 

Three shadows streaking across the skies suddenly caught Dyon's attention. Before he could react, they had already crashed into him. 

"Oof…" Dyon winced, but the grin on his face never faded. "What are you three crying for, don't tell me you doubted me?" 

"Shut up." Clara furiously kicked Dyon's shin without regard for condition, even Ri used far more strength than she usually did to flick his forehead. 

"Okay, okay, I give, I give." Dyon laughed, embracing Madeleine, Ri and Clara. 

In the distance, Amphorae and Luna smiled.