Heaven Level

When Dyon's master tried to ask him why he was so angered, Dyon recollected himself and hurriedly avoided the topic. He didn't want his master to feel bad for what he went through. There was no need to bother her with it.

As Dyon was trying to weasel his way out of his Master's questioning, the twins came back. Since there were no longer any fail safes to speak of because of the fact the formation core destroyed them, there was nothing to worry about anymore.

To avoid problems, Dyon directly used the tower spirit to cleanse the soul slaves of their suicide arrays. In case anything went wrong with the final three teleportations, at least these few would be safe.

'The moment anyone else teleports in, cleanse them.' Dyon said to the tower spirit.

Dyon took a deep breath. 'The distance shouldn't matter… I'll go back to Planet Cathedral now.'

The more Dyon thought about what happened, the more his anger boiled.

'Master, can you make something for me?' Dyon suddenly asked.