1030 Statues 3 (1/2)

Dyon quickly switched out of his torn blue robes and into his Soul Rending Peak disciple robes, strapped his faction badge to his waist and allowed the mask to disappear from his face before unbandaging his broad sword. Since he was going to be in the outer regions for now, there was no need to continue on with his identity as Ri's husband.

It was good that teleportation was random. This could be his excuse for how he escaped Clara. Obviously, someone of Clara's status wouldn't hold hands with someone like Dyon Jafari just for the sake of not losing a servant.

Looking around, Dyon realized that he was in the furthest reaches of the valley, there weren't even any statues here. He would have to continue forward before he reached any of them.

Dyon walked toward the edge of the abyss. He couldn't see to the bottom. In fact, the edge he stood on extended in both directions so far that it looked nothing like the massive bowl he knew that it was, instead, it looked like a straight edged cliff.

Although the size of the valley of geniuses surprised Dyon, after a moment of thinking, it made sense.

The tower had been in existence for hundreds of millions of years, and although only a rare few geniuses would earn a spot in this valley, over such a long period of time, the sheer number of them would baffle anyone.

At the same time, there was a lot of turnover in the outer regions of the valley. Obviously, whenever a legacy was earned, the statue would then disappear to be later replaced by another genius. However, this occurrence was relatively rare. Among the millions that entered, maybe only a few thousand would be lucky enough to resonate completely.

Unfortunately, this was entirely because the past geniuses were stingy. It was just that those of the martial world were vile individuals. Unless one had proper protection while they were resonating, the jealousy of others would run rampant causing quite a few tragedies.

Fighting while resonating was like looking in two directions at once, there was no doubt that your battle prowess would fall drastically. Only the strongest could simultaneously receive a legacy while also fighting off others. It was for this reason that the valley allowed group teleportation.

Dyon allowed his feet to slip, causing him to plummet into the endless fog. 'Old Lizard, do you have a statue here?'

'You think this esteemed ancestor would have a statue on the pitiful saint floors?'

'Hey, watch it. Don't insult my master.'

Although Dyon said this, he did find it weird that his master was on the saint floors. She was the guardian beast of the first ranked sect in the cosmos. Even if she was younger then, her talent had to be unmatched by many. Even though her celestial bloodline had fallen to the transcendent rankings, it was still a celestial bloodline.