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Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

Earth has undergone an odd change. Expanding by millions of times its original size, its population was suddenly split into two halves. On one side, there was a group of technologically advanced humans. But, on the other, a world of cultivation had grown and pospered. The secrets that led to this change have been hidden in the darkness for too long... Until there came a day where a boy born on the Mortal side of the world was found to have the talent to enter the Martial side. Having lost both of his parents to a hidden tide, he chose to leave all that he had known behind and enter this land of danger. What truths would he unveil? What would he learn about what separated the Mortals from the Cultivators? What hidden evils wanted to ensure that his people never rose up and gained power? And how would those evils... deal with him? ---- This list of things I hate is quite long. The first is that I hate to be tested the most. The second is that I hate to be tested the most. The third also happens to be that I hate to be tested the most. The ocean's depths are too shallow, the sun's light too dim, the ground too mundane and the skies too small. For those born of this colorless world to deem themselves worthy of casting judgement on me... I can only say that it's laughable. I am the Nameless Immortal God because even the Heavens themselves are unworthy to name me. Even while I am unaware of my own identity, I will dry the oceans until cracked land is all that is left, I will cast the sun into endless darkness, I will shatter the ground with my feet and sunder the skies with my blade. Am I too arrogant? What right do you have to think that? --- https://discord.gg/awespec

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Hunting

On the Golden Crow Sect side of things, it was in their best interest that news of True God Sacharro wasn't released at all. In that way, if he died, suspicious glances couldn't be aimed toward them.

That said, they knew that this was a useless endeavor. They assumed that a genius like Dyon wouldn't simply be able to leave his Clan as he pleased, so they likely already knew where he had gone. This was why they hadn't bothered to attempt to stifle the information, but that didn't mean that they would actively spread it themselves.

Along with these two reasons, there was a last third. Dao Formation experts found it beneath themselves to do such things. After reaching such a deep cultivation level, what benefit could the SNN give them that would raise their eyebrows? They were already rich.

One had to know that aside from the disciples who entered the Mystical World, the remainder were all supervising elders who had followed them. All of whom happened to be dao formation experts.