Another black jade dragon was impaled.
"Your grandfather tried to kill me when I was nothing but a meridian formation expert." Dyon's laughter shook the Gate. "Imagine that, a celestial fell beneath the sword of a meridian formation expert! What a pathetic Daiyu Clan!"
Chenglei's body shook with rage. A dragon's breath of black flames erupted from his lips, drenched in the scent of death.
Bold type qi appeared within Dyon's body in an instant, mixing perfectly with his mercury-like blood and creating a shield spanning more than a hundred meters.
The sight of a beam of flames being stopped by a seemingly thin film of energy shook them all the more.
"Do you want to know why I bothered to keep you alive even after all of that?!" Dyon's taunted continued in behind the wall black flames. "Your pitiful Ancestor got on his knees and begged me to save your Daiyu Clan! He knew damn well how useless his descendants were and decided to trust an outsider!"
"DYON!" Chenglei's feelings couldn't be so easily described as mere rage anymore. He wanted to tear Dyon limb from limb and bathe in his blood. He wanted to pick his eyes out with his fingers and rip his tongue out with his claws.
In that moment, the blast of dragon's breath was perfectly reflected, bounding toward Chenglei's body and sending him flying once more.
"And you two!"
Dyon's attention snapped toward Lionel and Eve who flew toward him at blazing speeds celestials couldn't match.
His body flickered, easily dodging their strikes.
A flurry of exchanges occurred, reverberating in cacophonic booms across the skies the resulted in the blooming of several concentric circles.
"The bastard who let his father and clan down, and the woman who spread her legs for a shell of man!"
Dyon's palm slapped across Lionel's face as his heel descended from the skies, crashing into Eve's shoulder and sending her burying into the ground below.
"Your bitch of a mother is still being tortured by me to this moment, yet you're lying pitifully in the ground."
Dyon's head snapped toward Lionel. "And your family is prospering more than they ever have before under my rule. They never needed you nor will they ever need you."
One would think that the battlefield would fall into an eerie silence. A single man had made 39 dao experts nothing but his toys… But that was when dozens of bestial called shot into the skies as 39 beams of red light pierced the clouds above.
It was a devastating sight, more hellish than even the opening of Chenglei's Death Realm. There was something decidedly… Infernal, about it.
Dyon's eyes narrowed. 'As expected. It's impossible to gain such benefits from Chaos Universe without giving back something in return, even if you're a Dragon or a wielder of Eternity's Balance.'
The roars seemed without consciousness. They weren't roaring out of rage or purpose. Instead, they were roaring simply because they couldn't control their impulses. They had given in their bodies to swaths of festering infernal qi. Their minds were no longer their own.
Dyon's javelins, still piercing their massive bodies into the ground, shattered into raining black embers and minor golden sparks.
Chenglei's body, still hanging in the air, suddenly rapidly shrunk. In an instant, a massive several kilometer-long dragon became a stout humanoid of three meters tall.
His eyes were no longer a reflective yellow. Instead, they were like two rubies, swimming with blood. His body was covered with black-red scales. To his back, a long and thick five-meter tail whipped violently, sending a blade of wind into the ground below that split the battlefield in half.
A massive chasm appeared. But, just when it seemed the black jade dragons would fall within, their bodies expanded, following the exact opposite direction of Chenglei.
Their scales reddened as their snake-like forms extended from a single kilometer to nearly five.
At the same time, Lionel's body quivered from head to toe. His hair became a blazing water of red, following the hue of his eyes.
His robes tore from his torso, unable to withstand the masculine bulging of his physique.
Everything was fully within Dyon's expectations. With his Wings of Blessings and [Cleanse], the next step was simple to him. Beat them down until they couldn't fight back then purge the infernal qi from their bodies. By then, controlling them would be easy.
But… Dyon could only smile bitterly. Even when his plans seemed perfect, they would go awry. No one could blame Dyon… What happened next was truly too inconceivable. Even for him, predicting it was impossible.
No matter how prepared he was, he could have never expected that the greatest danger wouldn't be Chenglei, or even the weaker Lionel, but rather the only one of them he had never fought before… Eve.
The words of the old man rang in his head again. Never piss of a woman, indeed…
Eve's shrill shriek shook the skies. Despite a pillar of infernal qi erupting into the skies for her as well, hers was decidedly larger. Not only was it larger… But unlike the others, her mental state wasn't affected in the least.
Her white hair danced. Though its color didn't change, its length grew to obscene levels, reaching out longer than even Chenglei's tail. That said, the color of her skin did change, or rather, it seemed to.
The temperature around her skyrocketed followed by the slight reddening of her fair skin. In the next moment, her white gown burned to ashes, only to reveal a skintight grey battle suit.
Still, what shook Dyon the most were her eyes…
Opaque pearls of white… There was no separation between her iris and what remained. Dyon knew immediately, even without the shimmering manifestation of the blind folded lady in white to her back, the kind of world she saw now.
Eve had seemingly barely changed, but in Dyon's eyes, everything had changed. Somehow, Eve had managed to reach the state of a true Infernal beast, using infernal qi as she pleased without losing her mind.
