The numbered warriors quaked. They knew what facing an emperor grade Presence meant… It meant that their opponent was the seed of a Clan at least that powerful. Not just that, but he was also an important member. Their informant truly didn't lie, this would be a battle for their lives. For the first time, they took these matters with the utmost seriousness as they felt their battle strength take another dip.
One had to remember that Presence was directly proportional to bodily strength. If Dyon met a normal celestial without Presence protection, he could bring them to their knees. But, the bodies of these dao experts were far stronger than Dyon's. So, the fact that Dyon's Presence affected them at all was a testament to the power of Emperor grade protection, not Dyon's bodily strength.
Dyon threw everything he had out at once. The longer the battle went on, the more he was certain he had to do so. Even while facing the equivalent of two middle dao experts even while so handicapped, the numbered warriors weren't on the losing side at all. In fact, they were pushing Dyon's puppets back. If it wasn't for another ability his sentinels gained, [Regeneration], maybe he would have already lost them.
'They can't use their energy or soul qi. Their response times are drastically lowered by the cold qi seeping into their bodies and the neurotoxins should be working its way through their neural system. On top of this, they're suppressed under my Presence and the increased water density, all while the sentinels can move around freely. Yet I'm still being beaten back…'
Dyon sucked in a cold breath. It was only now he finally understood just how large the gap between dao realms was. In the celestial realm, though it wasn't as common as it was in the saint realm, fighting a tier above yourself wasn't impossible. Yet, even with so many debuffs, the gap between one tier in the dao realm still hadn't been bridged.
Of course, it was also true that Dyon was outnumbered in a two versus five battle, but he didn't take this as any sort of conciliation.
'What do you think Ri?'
'They don't seem to be lying about their number rankings to lure you into a trap, but this Fifteen isn't as simple as she seems either. They are definitely baiting you into trying to take her out first. I think the most venerable is actually Twelve, his species has the weakest constitution of the six of them. Take him out first. His abilities are…'
Dyon nodded. 'Good. Let's do that then.'
…
The two sentinels suddenly dove backward, riding currents provided by the King seahorses to disappear into the darkness.
"Do not pursue!" Ten growled, stopping Twelve.
"Ten, we can't keep going like this. If we never take the initiative, are we going to wait for them to whittle us down one by one like this? At the very least, we know that the Jafari Clan treasure can't be moved during such a crucial time. Our divine senses already locked onto it before. Let's move in that direction."
"You fool. If we can hardly deal with the plots this far out, how many protections do you think are close by? We should be looking for a place to retreat and regroup."
Just as the group was about to get into a heated argument, a familiar arc of blue lightning tore through the oceans once more.
"Dammit! Move!" Ten roared. "Blast outward with your most powerful strikes, create a barrier of air, quickly!"
As though no argument had ever occurred, the six moved in unison. Fifteen stayed with a pentagonal circle as her comrades blasted the ocean water with the most powerful strikes they could muster without using their qi or wills.
Air current surged under the waves, creating a bubble of volatile air around them. They strained themselves to the maximum. The water density was so high that they almost didn't make it in time.
However, what Ten hoped would stop the arcs of lightning didn't. The blue lightning pierced through, discharging among them wantonly.
In the next instant, their bodies were paralyzed, causing dense, dark waters to come crashing in around them. The blow was terrible. Unable to safely circulate their qi, and suddenly unable to control their bodies, more than half of them directly coughed up blood.
The erratic state of their bodies caused the neurotoxins to spread even faster.
However, Dyon wasn't happy in the least with this result.
'Fuck!'
At that very moment, Ten's eyes shone like bright lights. He had stumbled upon something that caused him to smile even while his body was ravaged by pain. The cold qi was only affective in water! It became useless in air!
Unfortunately, he didn't get long to celebrate. An overwhelming danger suddenly shook his very being, but, not matter how much he tried, he couldn't move. He reflexively tried to force himself to move toward Fifteen, but by the time he realized the attack wasn't aimed toward her, it was too late.
An arrow, black as night, tore through the ocean's waters in a line of air created by the King seahorses. Its target? Twelve!
BOOM!
The black arrow Dyon used to take True God Titus' life was concentrated in thanks to his fifth degree of freedom, [Shrink].
While it had strength that shook Dyon to his core, making him conclude that it would threaten the even a dao expert, it simply took too much time and too much stamina to form. In the middle of a battle, he couldn't spare that kind of time and concentration. If anything, the only reason he used such an attack on Titus was to see whether or not he could do it.
However, when Dyon had time to prepare, these things changed. While it was impossible for Dyon to control and maintain multiple chaos flame arrow in reality, didn't he have an inner world where he was an acting god?
In Dyon's inner world, if he wanted rain, it would rain, if he wanted snow, it would snow, if he wanted the skies to become the earth and the earth to become the skies, it would be so. Not only was this true, but his control over his wills and manifestation reached a next level within it as well.
When Dyon told Ri to stay away from the black flames in his inner world, he was specifically referencing the arrows he had formed in advance!
