Dyon still remembered that day long ago when his wind will when used in the place actually tinged green… He didn’t understand what it meant then, but he definitely did now. 𝑖𝘦.𝘤𝑜𝘮

There were so many cultures that treated the elementals as the fundamental basis of all things. This was not a coincidence.

Ri’s body began to glow fiercely. In the next instant, her clothes sheered apart much like Madeleine’s had. A gorgeous petite frame without imperfection greeted their eyes, but it was then Dyon suddenly moved.

Amphorae and Clara were shocked to the point of feeling frozen in time. Dyon was… attacking Ri?!

There seemed to be no other explanation for what was going on. Why else would he attempt to disrupt her breakthrough like this?!

Dyon’s palms slammed heavily in Ri’s forward, a roar that could quake stars and sunder planets escaping his lips as a burning white flame appeared around him.

But maybe it was only Madeleine who understood instantly this white flame wasn’t Dyon’s purity flame… He was burning his soul!

Madeleine covered her soft lips with a small hand, a gasp of grief escaping her. She remembered what happened last time Dyon burned his soul.

Two years… two years he fell into a coma. If it wasn’t for Clara and the Body Kernel, he may have never awoken again. Yet here he was doing it again without the slightest hesitation.

The Seal was suddenly released in its full glory. The dark river was illuminated, revealing an impossibly deep depth hidden below and ghastly creatures with the strength to swallow galaxies.

The last time Dyon burned his soul, it was within the saint stage… He used it to gain the ability to fight against peak celestials and even eventually a dao expert… Just imagine the kind of strength that had to be produced from that event… To allow the weak soul path to match up against experts of the qi path…

But now, his soul was already at the peak of the mortal plane. In fact, on one certain path, his soul was already deep within the standards of the Immortal Plane.

In those moment, Dyon felt he could see through everything. Even the barrier covering the core region of the Ancient Battlefield could be shattered and seen through by him. However, Dyon didn’t have the luxury of paying attention… His entire focus was on his wife and a void that separated worlds.

“I swear this on my life.” Dyon’s voice sounded no different from an enraged Demon God, bearing his will down upon another plane of existence. “There will be a day I cross this barrier and rip your roots out from the ground! To dare place your hands on my wife… I’ll burn you to ashes!”

…

In another world across space and time, there was a place inexplicable beauty. Every inch was covered in lush grace that glowed with a gentle green aura. The trees were tall and full, swaying softly in the wind with rustling leaves that sounded like a sooth whistle. Even the air was filled with a heavenly fragrance, one that could make the soul feel incomparably comfortable.

In the skies, fairies, pixies, and dragons of legends soared. Gnomes and giants graced the ground, but even they who were normally ugly creatures actually walked around with happy smiles on their faces.

At the center of it all, there stood a tree with a canopy that loomed over all. It trunk wrapped around for thousands of kilometers, it stretched into the skies and even above the clouds and stars above, and it wafted a soft green light as its leaves gently fell to the ground from time to time, blessing the worlds below.

However, at that moment, the scenery suddenly changed.

The white clouds above began to quake, turning grey, then black.

Below, the earth began to tremble. The happy lifeforms who had just been frolicking without a care in the world suddenly began to scream out in horror as fissures coursed through their land.

The sparkling waters overturned, massive waves shooting into the skies and flooding the once lush areas.

Crackling lightning began to form as booming thunder loomed over head. The sounds were so fierce that many ear drums burst, causing the first injuries this world had seen in countless epochs.

“TO DARE PLACE YOUR HANDS ON MY WIFE… I’LL BURN YOU TO ASHES!”

A streak of lightning tore through the skies. Its length was over thousands of miles, its thickness several tens of miles.

It crashed into the trunk of the looming tree, a rage the likes of which wanted to tear the heavens themselves apart descending upon the world.

However, that was all…

The skies slowly cleared, the earth slowly healed, the waters slowly rescinded… All that was left of the enraged roar was a small black mark on the bark on an otherwise blemishless existence. And after a few more moments… There was a sigh.

**

Pent up rage within Dyon’s body billowed outward. His aura became incomparably dark, the depths of his eye flickering with a familiar dark flame. Except this time, it was far darker than it had been in the past. .

However, he was still incomparably focused. That so-called attack on the World Tree wasn’t his doing. Rather, it was a manifestation of his will and rage. It was a concept that even immortals couldn’t grasp, but it was as natural as breathing to Dyon.

He wouldn’t do something as foolish as waste this short burst of strength for an attack he knew would be ineffective. The only reason his will even leaked a tiny portion of itself into the world was because he had to sever the connection to the world by necessity. Regardless, he was already connected to it.

If not for this, the World Tree wouldn’t have heard him at all.

It was then Dyon did something he had refused to do all those years ago. With a second palm strike, he forced a Fate Breaking Pill into Ri’s mouth, she had still not reacted by the time it was lodged in her throat.

𝑖𝘦.𝑐𝘰𝘮