Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

1583 I Need to Know



“I was looking for you.” Dyon said with a light smile. “I thought you might have headed back to the Drago-Qilin lands, but it turned out you were here.”

Dyon ignored Glorianice’s shock and lightly grasped Amphorae’s shoulders. “Thank you.”

Amphorae’s eyes flashed. “You don’t need to thank me…”

“No. I do. I can’t imagine how much pain you went through to accelerate the creation of your meridians. I wouldn’t be a very good husband if I ignored that.”

How could Dyon forget Amphorae? First, she went off on a trip for half a decade, all for his sake. Then when she got back, instead of being rewarded by her husband, she was thrust into an impossible situation.

“Because of you, Clara is safe. That’s not something I’d ever take for granted.”

Amphorae’s emerald eyes sparkled.

“Husband and wife…” Glorianice felt like passing out. “… The world doesn’t make sense anymore.”

Though it was true she didn’t use her most powerful humanoid beast form against Amphorae, she was certain that Amphorae didn’t go all out either. If she knew Amphorae was an angel, maybe she’d really pass out.

That said, the difference between Glorianice and Amphorae wasn’t so exaggerated. After all, this wasn’t Glorianice’s home universe, so she was suppressed here. This was why she didn’t feel bad challenging Amphorae who faced less suppression due to her soul connection with Dyon. Since the Mortal Alliance wasn’t an official empire yet, it couldn’t lessen the suppression those who joined it faced.

The only reason Dyon no longer faced suppression here was because he became the true Sect Master of Soul Rending peak.

Still, even Glorianice’s loss didn’t jar her as badly as learning that Amphorae was actually Dyon’s wife. A woman like this sharing a husband? Up might as well be down now.

However, when Amphorae fell into Dyon’s embrace, Glorianice realized that she just had to accept it.

After Dyon saw through her plot, she still had some faint hope. Before, she had been planning on sacrificing one of her clansmen in marriage to Dyon. It wouldn’t even be truly sacrificing, after all, Dyon seemed like a good, well-off man. But, she was forced to change her plan after Dyon saw through her. In fact, she planned on putting up herself in exchange for her Clan’s protection.

But now that she saw that Amphorae was his wife, the confidence she had had before was coming to a screeching halt. She had to find another way to secure the future of the Dream Panthers…

‘What an embarrassing day.’ Glorianice sighed.

Glorianice made herself scarce, slinking away and allowing Dyon to spend some time with his wife.

After a few hours, Amphorae went off to train and Dyon headed back to Soul Palace.

‘I should head to Calming Lake soon. But I need to deal with the Demon Generals and a few other things first. They should be preparing to enter the middle tier very soon…’ Dyon’s footsteps suddenly paused. ‘… I should go check on her…’I think you should take a look at ραΠdαsnovel.cοm

Dyon left to a secluded area of Soul Palace. But, who would have known that when he entered the space Jade should have been sleeping in, he would find nothing but a delicate fragrance and an empty room.

Suddenly, at that moment, Dyon understood something and it hit him like a ton of bricks. Jade… She was Evangeline.

Jade was in no condition to move herself. By Dyon’s estimation, it would have taken her several years, even under the healing abilities of the life stone, in order to wake up.

The punishment Jade went through wasn’t small. She had experienced countless millennia of time within that ice. Due to the slowing effect, even Dyon didn’t know how much time she truly experienced. Her mind needed to rest and heal.

Therefore, Dyon was certain that she didn’t get up and leave herself.

Did someone kidnap her? Even more impossible. No one could simply enter and leave Soul Quadrant without Dyon’s permission. The only individuals who could be here were individuals that were here from the very beginning… Individuals like Evangeline who Dyon hadn’t seen ever since those matters surrounding the Nine Cloud Yang aphrodisiac ended.

Dyon suddenly remembered Rose, the little maid Evangeline had. Now that he thought about, she had disappeared too.

Why was Dyon so certain of this seemingly baseless conclusion? It was because he felt the precise moment Evangeline’s lifeforce disappeared. Whether he recognized her as his wife or not, her Primordial Yin was chained right beside Luna’s within his inner world. He knew the moment her life ended.

When he came here and saw Jade was gone, he understood it then… He understood why Evangeline said not to blame himself.

‘I need to know what happened… I need to know now.’

**

“No.”

Dyon’s veins threatened to burst. “I swear to god you old bastard sage, if you don’t remove that bullshit trial you set up I’ll make sure my and Amphorae’s children believe their grandfather is a lunatic for the rest of their lives!”

“You wouldn’t dare!” The Demon Sage’s eyes opened wildly, his spirit shaking with so much rage that it almost blinked out of existence.

“Try me!” Dyon roared toward his father-in-law. “You added those trials for next to no reason. You think I believe that you managed to pass the tests of a treasure from the immortal plane? What a joke. You couldn’t even save your own empire, now you want me to believe such nonsense?”

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He came here and lowered his head, asking the Demon Sage nicely. He explained the situation and what was troubling him, yet this old man dared to say no to him?

After Dyon learned that the Demon Sage Tower was a war machine from the Immortal Plane, he knew immediately that the trials for each of the floors were bullshit. The Demon Sage only implemented them as one final ‘fuck you’ to Dyon because he hated his successor with every fiber of his being.

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