Enraged

In the end, there might not be more than a handful of people per generation with such capabilities. Like this, even if the challenge failed… How many of them really had the right to speak on whether or not Dyon was overestimating himself?

Of course, though, humans were hypocrites. And, this was especially so when they were enraged.

The Venerables and Empyreans who had been forcibly called down by Dyon's blatant provocation felt stifled and had nowhere to place their rage. Who else would they aim it toward if not Dyon?

This was especially so for the top three of each stele, and for the top three of the Empyreans… even more so.

Dyon calmly walked out from within the pressure of the God Stele with an almost bored expression on his face. If it wasn't for being able to use this tactic to force Pill Sword Mountain's hands, how could he, who had already reached the pinnacle of the alchemy world, have time to waste on these juniors?