Dyon could faintly feel that the abilities of Hell’s Right Eye had come back to him, but he didn’t understand why. Hell’s Right Eye was a treasure… How could he reconstruct something so powerful by instinct?

Did that perhaps mean that his left eye already emulated Heaven’s Left Eye? If so, what were their true abilities when paired?

Unfortunately, Dyon didn’t have time to see through any abilities beyond his ‘jumping’ sky vision. He knew that if he stalled any longer, he would lose the ability to properly reconstruct his skin. If that happened, he would be walking around like a freak.

Still, there was one thing Dyon had to do first, it was something he had been partially dreading: his nervous system. But now with his eyes, he suddenly felt that mysteries that had been alluding him before were clear, as though he could see through to the root of things with ease.

Dyon had planned on taking at least a century to reform his brain and nervous system network, but in the end, it only took him a year.

Powerful lightning circulated around Dyon with every step closer he took.

Everyone knew the nervous system worked via means of electrical currents, but it was ultimately a chemical process. Dyon did away with the chemical process entirely. It was simply too slow.

Just like he had done with his digestive system and heart, he gave full control of everything to his soul. His nerves became a third layered network. One were his meridians, the other were his blood vessels, and the final were his nerves.

In his youth and even till now, Dyon had an infuriating issue to deal with. His soul was able to react to almost everything, but his body was too weak to keep up.

Over time, he learned to compensate for this. And, eventually, his strength grew great enough that it was no longer such a pressing problem. But, now that he was on the Immortal Plane, it would no doubt become a massive problem once more.

But like this, with his soul directly controlling his nervous system, though a lag would still exist as he tried to remain within the limits of what his body could handle without imploding, it would be far less than it had been in the past!

Dyon finally turned his attention to his skin, reforming it with the best defenses he could and finally regaining his formerly handsome, albeit bald, appearance. However, since he was now in control of every aspect of his body, with a single thought, his hair had grown back rapidly.

When Dyon finally homed in on his soul, it being the final part to completing his evolution… He realized that he simply didn’t have the qualifications to reconstruct anything about it…

Like this, Dyon’s nameless constitution became both complete and incomplete.

Dyon looked down at his hands, a light smile playing his features. He had finally gone back to his original body.

Every step forward in Titan Diamond Body was a great boost to his strength, but it always gave him a pretty boy look he wasn’t very fond of. Was there really a need for his skin to glow like diamond all the time?

However, now that he had stepped into the Fate Silk realm, he reclaimed his true appearance. The same hazel-green eyes. The same caramel tanned skin. And the same short, brownish- gold hair with the slightest tints of red when the sunlight hit it just right.

There was something comforting about the idea that his parents would actually recognize him as their own if they were still alive today. For a moment, it brought a smile to his face despite the long road ahead of him.

With a thought, a comfortable pair of black sweatpants and a crisp white T covered Dyon’s body.

He stretched his limbs out, getting used to his body’s new functions.

The reconstruction of his muscles had not only left him with more power, but also far more flexibility than he had once had. The stiffness that had come with his Titan Diamond Body was a thing of the past.

Dyon suddenly sent a fist forward.

A sharp whistle of air sounded as Dyon suddenly found his arm embedded elbow deep into his cave den’s wall.

With a slight lag, a loud boom shook the earth. The sound was so loud that Dyon knew a normal Dao expert would feel their brain turn to mush if they had stood too close to him.

Dyon blinked. He had expected a decent result, but definitely not to the point where his arm was comedically stuck in such a place.

After some effort, Dyon managed to pull his arm out. But the reverberating impact sent waves of power through the cave, causing the wall before Dyon to crack and crumble, collapsing outward.

“Oh…?”

Dyon looked toward the collapsed wall with an… interesting expression. Though, that look on his face didn’t last very long before it came with a flash of happiness.

Behind the wall, countless energy stones poured outward. Some had been damaged by Dyon’s strike, causing a dense, swarming qi to fill the air. Though there were a few celestial grade stones mixed in, the vast majority were of the dao grade!

With quick movements, Dyon casually drew a modified star grade concealment array capable of hiding the quickly becoming violent energy fluctuations.

The sound of footsteps caught Dyon’s attention. With a turn of his head, he noticed Saru and Lilith’s figures flash into view.

Maybe it was due to Junior’s fusion with him, but Dyon felt his inhibitions toward these two had subtly lowered. In the past, he purposely locked away his feelings and didn’t confront them, both because he found them inexplicable and also because he owed his wives too much. However, it seemed to have suddenly gotten much harder to do this. 𝘳𝑎.𝒸ℴ

Luckily, the side effect of heavy lust his Titan Diamond Body gave him had been expunged. Since he could amplify the good, why couldn’t he expel the bad?

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