Chương 747: Enough

The next morning, Dyon's eyes had lost some of their sharpness. It was one thing for a martial warrior to not sleep, but it was entirely different if they didn't sleep and were constantly grinding away at their mental energy.

Dyon had spent all night sensing patterns and marking them in his mind. The most troublesome part was that he wanted to leave the actual village as a trump card, so he wanted to force the main battle to be a certain distance away. This would allow them to slowly whittle down the army until they unleashed their final struggle.

However, Dyon didn't have the time to rest now. He forcefully circulated the last bits of the aurora flame stone hanging from his neck to replenish him from this fatigue.

Interestingly, aurora flame stones were separated into tiers much like soul strength was. The stone with Dyon now was the equivalent to about a peak Blossom stage soul.