Chapter 1440 - Bloody Precendent (2) (1/2)

Madeleine didn't care much for the theatrics, nor did she care for competition. Her only reason for wanting to grow stronger was to stand by Dyon's side and pay him back for having always protected her. In fact, the only reason she hadn't stepped from with Dyon was because she was content to protect his back.

A blaze of violet flames erupted from her body. Delicate wing sprouted from her back, separating into detailed feathers of a Phoenix. Her presence became intoxicating, distracting many of those around her even long after she had crossed the barrier.

Soon, after God Goldeen took his own step forward, a leisure expression on his handsome face as flames of gold appeared around him. The call of a golden crow shook the dark space, coming with it a large illusory manifestation.

Dyon wasn't paying attention to any of this. Instead, his mind and body were racked with an endless pain as wisps of flames rampaged around his body.

His method of body refinement wasn't very complex and emphasized balance. The Demon Sage had made it clear to Dyon that it wasn't just about toughening his body, but also balance. This balance wasn't only about evenly distributing these flames, but also about the kind of pain he put his body through. However, that later caveat wasn't something he was focused on right now.

Hours passed by as the geniuses slowly made their way forward. Dyon and Madeleine followed a leisurely pace, not allowing others to dictate their speed.

By now, they had been bathed in a world of flames for so long that they were no longer visible to the elders outside the barrier. In fact, even with protection of their energy, it was only possible to see about a meter or so ahead of them. However… Did Dyon have such a handicap?

”Do you believe that I don't know that you're there?” Dyon suddenly spoke, still hovering in the air in meditation. His eyes didn't have to open. From beginning to end, he had had his divine sense locked onto not only all disciples of the Flaming Lily Sect, he had also been monitoring the surroundings.

Since divine sense had difficulty piercing through certain things, it was no surprise that it was difficult for one to maintain theirs in such an environment. In fact, many wouldn't even dare to release their divine sense in such volatile atmosphere. However, Dyon was different. He had no such fear!

”Not speaking?” Dyon sneered. ”I'll give you five seconds. Go back to the fool who gave you this assignment and keep your life… Or stay and die!”

Dyon heard someone clear their throat awkwardly from ahead. ”True God Sacharro, please understand my plight –”

”Four.” Dyon replied blandly.