Chapter 1792 - Faith (3) (1/2)

When Dyon's preparations were complete, his eyes sharpened.

His mind had been on edge for several days. The death of the two numbered warriors and the capture of Thirteen seemed simple, but they were spread out in split second moments that took place over numerous days.

Dyon's mental energies hadn't reached a state where he could battle for so long despite how powerful his soul was. One talent was irrelevant to the other. It took time to refine oneself to that level and reach the point of dao experts who normally had battles that stretched over months, even years.

Dyon knew he was at a disadvantage. His only strength in this battle was his mind, but while his opponents were still fresh, he wasn't. A battle of a few days was nothing to a dao expert.

'One final push. Within the next two weeks, you'll fall beneath my blade!'

An eerie calm overwhelmed Dyon. It was as though he had stopped breathing completely. The stillness of the ocean could fill one's heart with fear, as though the darkness had swallowed all forms of life. But, Dyon didn't have the luxury of feeling this emotion. It would only hold him back.

Like this, a battle for the fate of Dyon's unborn Mortal Empire began.

Flashes of blue lightning, massive clashes, and reverberating currents of water bloomed.

The two sentinels were no match for the combined attack of the three numbered warriors. Even with Ten's injury and their attack having started before Nine expelled all the cold qi from herself, the difference was unbearably large.

For higher dao experts to be capable of fighting two middle dao experts without their use of qi, it was obvious how large the difference between realms was. No, it wasn't entirely accurate to say they accomplished this without qi.

Whenever it seemed that Dyon would deal them a blow, the three would erupt with their full strength, ignoring the ramifications of their acc.u.mulating cold qi to blast the sentinels backward. Then, they would take advantage of their clashes to push water away from themselves and restore their normal state.

However, even with these occurrences, the sharpness in Dyon's eyes didn't fade. He was focused on two things: defense and time.

He needed to make sure the sentinels never entered a position where they could be obliterated in a single strike. If this occurred, their regeneration abilities would be rendered useless. This was defense.

But, he also needed to lengthen the battle. It wasn't yet the right moment to strike. He needed the toxins of the King Jellyfish to continually build. The was time.