It wasn’t his own strength that boosted his speed, but it was the sudden change in this massive black pearl that caused it. He suddenly felt an irresistible current pulling him in. The space around him distorted, making it difficult for him to understand which way was up, and which way was down. It was as if the laws of the mortal plane had become nothing but play puddy in the hands of this young man.

Master Ores broke out with a stronger strength, immediately pulling away.

“You should focus on those before you!” Head Ceres sneered, his lanky figure exploding with strength as he shot toward Dyon.

Dyon almost shook his head and laughed. These four were truly too amusing. Did they think that just because he was controlling a battle with Master Ores hundreds of kilometers away that he didn’t have the concentration necessary to spend on them…?

They underestimated Immortal Sense far too much!

“Raze.”

In the blink of an eye, thousands of arrays as black as the depths of space appeared in the air.

The geniuses below felt their hearts clench, many of them directly gripped their chests, finding it difficult to breathe.

They had naively believed that since Dyon only formed one at a time before, that this was limit. But suddenly seeing thousands appear at the snap of a finger… Was this the true strength of soul cultivation?! Had their elders lied to them?!

“I’ve already said it before… I’ll show you the true strength of soul cultivation!”

Spears etched in intricate, but sinister grey runes began to appear from within each and every one of those black arrays. Slowly, they began to spin. But, almost as if in contradiction to this previous depiction, the shot forward with speeds so blinding that they disappeared into the void before appearing before Head Ceres once more.

‘Time will!’ Head Ceres’ pupils constricted. ‘And such a high attainment at that!’

Using time will against living beings, especially powerful living beings, required too much sacrifice. But, using time will in synergy with one’s creations took barely a fraction of the cost!

The first will that Dyon used from the twins was space will. He had used it so often that he almost forgot that to celestial hamsters, especially their Royals, space will comprehension was a mere auxiliary ability. How could they be worthy to be the Emperors and Empresses of the Celestial Beasts if their main affinity was a will not even named among the Supreme Laws?

Their true power lay within Time Will! After Little Yang awakened, Dyon gained access to their comprehension, allowing him to apply this understanding to his arrays.

And the results… it spoke for themselves.

Head Ceres was pelted with black spears marked by grey runes. It felt as though he was being simultaneously attacked by thousands of lower dao experts at once. Even if they were far below his strength and he could deal with them easily… he couldn’t simply ignore them!

“Chenglei!”

In that moment, a mighty roar shook the skies. In fact, Planet Profounds true moon shattered in an instant, becoming nothing more than a ring of grey rock blasting outward under the strength of its own destruction.

“Dr…. Dragon!”

Chenglei’s massive body snaked through the skies, his black scales glowing with a dark gold luster.

The four Heads looked on with incredulous expressions on their face.

They knew well Dyon was powerful, but he still wasn’t strong enough to take the four of them on alone, especially with the support of Faith. But this… It changed everything!

“Tch.” Chenglei snorted. “You called me so I thought there would be something good. But it turns out you’re just useless.”

Dyon laughed. “I can’t cheat. I said I would show off the prowess of my soul. You’ll have to make up what I’m lacking for now.”

“Stop handicapping yourself with such ridiculous things and maybe you wouldn’t have to worry so much.”

The conversation between dragon and man made those below on the planet’s surface feel as though their lives were worth nothing, as though they could be reaped whenever it was that young man saw it fit…

“Ridiculous!” Head Ceres roared, gathering up his courage and shooting forward.

“Annoying fly!” Chenglei’s claw shot forward at a speed to quick for Head Ceres to react.

BOOM!

With just a single strike, a mighty Head that ruled over a quarter of the 99 universes was blasted into a cloud of blood mist. He didn’t even have the chance to scream out in pain.

Dyon’s lips pursed. “Chenglei.”

His tone was like a parent reprimanding a child.

Dyon knew well of Chenglei’s strength. After taking the Martial Saint pill, he reached the 18th Order in strength. One top of that, due to breaking the shackles of the Heavens, he was already on the verge of breaking into the 13th Dao Realm.

Just this strength alone was capable of matching those with Fallen level strength.

These so-called Fallen were peak dao experts who failed to reach the top of their Heavenly Staircase after attempting to become Higher Existences. As such, though they had longer lifespans than dao experts and were far stronger than them, they fell short of true Higher Existences. In fact, the gap was still quite large.

Killing the four Heads with that strength was as easy as flipping over a hand for Chenglei. So, obviously, Dyon, who had come here to train and leave a lasting impression of the soul path, hadn’t called him here for that.

“Fine… Fine! I’ll only use my soul too.” Chenglei muttered, feeling indignant.

“Good!” Dyon grinned.

Chenglei’s Death God Body could only show its true strength if Chenglei became adept at using his soul. But, unfortunately, this arrogant dragon never cared much for the soul path.

It was a crying shame that someone who should have the strength to sweep through quadrants alone couldn’t do so because they ignored what should have been the foundation of their truest strength. He hadn’t even comprehended Comet Qi yet!

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