Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God - Chapter 1526: Who?
Library

Chapter 1526: Who?

This group was led by two pseudo-dao experts. One was a female, the other a male. However, both of them had the staple golden hair and red eyes of the Goldeen Clan. The remaining half dozen of them ranged from the higher celestial realm to the peak.

These two were born too early to be the scions that protected God Goldeen and each had a foot in the dao realm. It was experts like these that were the reason the Golden Crow Sect didn't directly collapse after losing their key and five geniuses.

Unfortunately for them, the golden flame mystical world rejected those who comprehended enigmatic qi, or else Dyon's victories wouldn't have been so simple.

The male frowned. "What happened here."

"I killed them." Yandevere responded plainly.

The male's brow twitched. She dared to speak to him like this?

"They impeded my progress. It's well known that I'm on your side already, was there a need for this? They're nothing but lecherous scum."

Hearing these words, the female immediately understood what happened and her stance softened. Yandevere might be a slave, technically, but she was a talent that the Sect recognized from her birth. After the matters with the Flaming Lily Sect were handled, she would have had a high position amongst them despite not having Crow or Goldeen blood.

"Why are you so late?" Though the male understood what happened now as well, he was still displeased with Yandevere's attitude.

Yandevere shrugged. "I thought this matter could be handled without me and I happened to be in secluded meditation in order to reach the pseudo-dao."

At that moment, Yandevere's repressed aura surged forward, causing the male to involuntarily take a step back.

Yandevere's true potential had been suppressed for too long. Dyon's aid had basically attached wings to a tiger, allowing her to soar. If she was given a martial saint pill, she wouldn't lose to any of Dyon's Vice Commanders in potential.

"I see that Madeleine has begun to panic." Yandevere said plainly. "This seems as good a time as any for me to step in."

Just when the male was about to bow his head and step to the side, a roaring might descended upon them from the distance.

"Who dares to lay hands my big sister?!" Zaire's voice boomed over Middle Lily City.

At this moment, news of two new trial takers was sweeping over the martial world. Rumors said that the Drago-Qilin lands had birthed yet another True God level Genius, and he was actually from the small Demon Qilin Clan.

However, news of the second newcomer was even more fierce because rumor had it that she was an absolute beauty who could make one's heart tremble. Little Lyla's delicate frame seemed to make the tower quadrants themselves swoon. The sounds of entrapped souls resounded through the martial world.

"What did you say?"

Aritzia's delicate brows arched. It was hard to believe that such beautiful eyes could have such schemes hidden below. But, that was the reality of her existence.

Just now, an attendant had just rushed in one of the branch members of her Sapientia Clan to inform her of some wrinkles to her plot. Apparently, two unknown individuals had suddenly appeared to take the Celestial Door trial, and even more surprisingly, they directly ignored the lower tier to take these very trials once again for the middle tier.

Though this sort of thing was infrequent, it wasn't too rare for it to occur. Sometimes Clans had their own trials, separate from the tower, so sometimes geniuses would go through hells of their own before returning the tower. Anak's Emperor Giant Clan and their tattooed angel wings were just one such example of this.

These individuals would thus find the lower tier useless to them and directly enter the middle tier. Sometimes, in a rare exception, they would directly enter the higher tier.

However, this sort of usually banal information was of striking importance right now precisely because of the large undercurrents Aritzia had spurred on.

"Two individuals had astounding performances on both the lower and middle celestial door trials."

"You've already said this, but you haven't given me anything important to latch onto to."

"Ah, yes, yes. I forgot to mention that the celestial door trial they took were of the God grade, and they received True God level results, but their names are nowhere to be found on any of the rankings. They're complete unknowns.

"Also, reports say that they entered Agios Clan territory after completing the middle celestial door trial. Their movements were lost after that."

"Agios Clan." Aritzia's brows furrowed. "The Crystal Dragon Clan again?"

Aritzia had to admit that she was absolute shocked when it was found out that former True God Giralda had become one of Dyon's Demon Generals. This was what told her that Dyon was definitely not someone simple to deal with. However, even taking these matters into account, she still took action because she was confident in herself.

This wasn't blind faith. Aritzia understood how dragons operated. With the exception of the True God Titus anomaly, Dragons didn't fight in groups. Even their city territories were the product of geniuses of their clans fighting off on their own. So, Aritzia hadn't been worried about the Agios Clan.

What more proof did she need than the fact even the Agios Clan pronounced Giralda dead and gave her successorship to her younger sister? Giralda hadn't even bothered to tell her clan members she had married and found a husband. This matter only boosted Aritzia's confidence.

But, she felt this odd itching in the back of her mind That same instinct that she always believed in was creeping back up once again.

"Quickly, get me the videos of their trials."

The attendant squirmed awkwardly, not knowing how to break the rest of the news to Aritzia.

"What's the matter?" Aritzia frowned.

"We aren't sure what happened, but many of the videos sent in to the SNN came back blank. We could see some faint energy fluctuations, but it was as though the individuals themselves were edited out."

Aritzia stood slowly, a pensive expression on her face.