Chapter 1140 - Chaotic (1) (1/2)

Despite an elder of the celestial level rushing toward Dyon, brimming with killing intent, Dyon still didn't fall out of his selfless state. It seemed as though the state itself was created for him, as though it was only natural that he could accomplish a feat others spent their whole lives chasing as easily as breathing his next breath.

However, no matter how calm he was, he had no chance of avoiding the attack of a celestial while capping himself at the essence gatherer level.

'Flaws…' Everything seemed to slow down to the extreme for Dyon. Normal lower common level techniques would be rife with flaws, even potentially harmful ones. However, this wasn't the case for the techniques of the Celestial Deer Sect.

For sects at that level, they understood the importance of foundation. Therefore, they knew that even their best geniuses should begin with low level techniques. In that case, how could they leave the possibility of harming their younger generation?

Therefore, the techniques were carefully selected and were all the very best of their level category and often times were more powerful than normal techniques ranked higher than them.

So, the flaws Dyon was referring to weren't harmful, but rather, limitations in the creator's comprehension… A disconnect in conveying a clear image, or the projection of a flawed image.

'[Whipping Wing, Galloping Steps] is powerful and provides explosive, short term speed, however it's too predictable and lacks flexibility…'

Dyon's eyes shone as Elder Bowa rapidly approached him. In that moment, his foot seemed to blur.

A rapid series of galloping steps resounded through the air. The sound barrier shattered, causing rings of violent wind currents to project below Dyon's feet.

However, the sound no longer felt as though it was coming from one direction.

A confusing cognitive dissonance overwhelmed Elder Bowa. His eyes told him that Dyon was right in front of him, but his senses as a warrior told him that Dyon was behind him… no, to the side of him… no, above him… no, below!

By the time Elder Bowa oriented himself, swinging a palm toward Dyon, he could only watched wide eyed as he realized he had misjudged his strike, causing him to barely miss Dyon's body.

At that moment, the glow in Dyon's eyes sharpened as his figure seem to meld into the world. If they had been on a planet, auspicious signs would shine down, filling Dyon with Heaven's Blessings. However, a mere asteroid didn't have access to such things.

'I've underestimated him…' Dyon's Master lamented. The value of being blessed by heaven shouldn't be underestimated. In fact, it was something that many wouldn't experience in their entire lifetimes. However, she had actually caused her precious disciple to miss out on such an opportunity, how could she not feel guilty?