Chapter 1556: Comprehending 30%
Chapter 1556: Comprehending 30%
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The thunder struck ten thousand times, each bolt as thick as a red python, spanning a thousand meters in diameter.
“The Apocalyptic Tribulation!”
“Myriad paths unlocking!”
The myriad path banished immortals unleashed their strengths simultaneously, each demonstrating their unique abilities.
The power coalesced within the five elements banished immortals’ bodies.
From there, it flowed into the yin yang banished immortals, who stood behind the primordial chaos banished immortal, channeling it into him.
Boom!
The aura of the primordial chaos banished immortal surged tremendously, reaching an incomparable and infinitely high level.
It was akin to the awakening of a peerless expert.
Having long cultivated in the life and death realm, the primordial chaos banished immortal’s cultivation was now elevated to profound heights under the guidance of the myriad path banished immortals.
Step by step, he ascended to a terrifying pinnacle!
With the primordial chaos sword in hand, born amidst the thunder tribulation, he bellowed, “Thunder Technique, Sword Technique, Slash!”
Drawing upon the power of celestial lightning, he infused it into his sword technique and slashed fiercely.
The sword cleaved through the endless black tribulation clouds, its force terrifying beyond measure.
In a single stroke, it bisected the core of the tribulation cloud, a clash of sword against cloud.
The great tribulation persisted for seven days before finally dissipating, marking the success of all myriad path banished immortals in achieving the status of connate holy masters.
The aura of the primordial chaos banished immortal swiftly returned to normal.
The Northern King Sword had grown even more formidable after enduring the thunder tribulation.
Ten thousand banished immortals stood aloft in the sky.
“When you venture out in the future, remember to wear masks,” the primordial chaos banished immortal advised calmly.
“Yes, sir!” echoed all the banished immortals, understanding the necessity of disguising their shared resemblance to Braydon Neal when they ventured out.
The primordial chaos banished immortal’s combat prowess was now staggeringly fearsome.
His defiance of the heavenly path had seemingly stirred the ire of the cosmos’s celestial laws.
The red tribulation clouds billowed and transformed into tens of thousands of crimson dragons, turning the tribulation into a battle of annihilation.
Undeterred, the primordial chaos banished immortal fearlessly confronted the ten thousand dragons.
As the battle raged on, the celestial tribulation coalesced into a humanoid form, resembling a heavenly prodigy from ancient times, engaged in combat against the primordial chaos banished immortal.
It was a scene of sheer madness!
Observing from a distance, Lauritz Hagan and Bilal Yarbro witnessed the intense confrontation.
“The banished immortals His Highness has created possess the power to challenge the heavens,” Bilal remarked in awe. “I wonder just how formidable His Highness truly is!”
“His Highness is currently residing in the Bright Lord Manor. We need not worry,” Lauritz reassured, having received updates from the Yin Yang Holy Master regarding Braydon’s current whereabouts.
“The leader of the five lords, the Bright Lord?” Bilal queried in astonishment.
“His Highness has had a long association with the five lords. Perhaps he was one of them!”
Lauritz commented as he observed the distant battle unfold.
The immense heavenly tribulation proved futile against the primordial chaos banished immortal, who countered it directly three times over.
In the vast expanse of the starry sky, if their identities were revealed, it would undoubtedly be speculated that Braydon cultivated the Hundred Tribulations Heavenly Art.
This revelation would trigger the demons to pursue Braydon relentlessly, unwilling to allow another figure like the empress to emerge.
However, currently, their cultivation levels were formidable.
“I’ve been waiting for this moment!” the primordial chaos banished immortal declared once more.
“Are we attacking Demon Saint Island?” the green lotus banished immortal inquired, turning his gaze toward the primordial chaos banished immortal.
With a smile and a nod, the primordial chaos banished immortal made his intentions clear—to eliminate this longstanding obstacle.
Demon Saint Island had relentlessly pursued them and their original body in the past.
The grudges involving the Seven-Colored Python Sparrow and the Snow Demon Sword were etched deeply into the memories of all banished immortals.
The time had come to settle these scores.
Leaving the Hall of Souls, the primordial chaos banished immortal stepped outside alone, opting not to wear a mask unlike the others.
The rest of the banished immortals followed, each donning a peculiar mask adorned with a smiling face—a feature that exuded an unsettling chill.
As they ventured forth, the primordial chaos banished immortal found himself under attack the moment he emerged from the Hall of Souls.
Hidden experts from Demon Saint Island, who had lurked in the void for over a decade, launched a surprise assault.
“Kid, you’re finally willing to leave this turtle shell!” An elderly voice echoed from all directions, filling the Soul Tower with a powerful pressure.
Those entering or exiting the tower were frightened.
Someone dared to threaten lives here?
This audacity was beyond belief!
From their concealed vantage points in the void, the Demon Saint Island experts had long been detected by the banished immortals.
The trio within the Soul Tower remained unperturbed, confident that these banished immortals outside did not harbor Braydon’s true body.
Moreover, each of these external banished immortals wielded terrifying strength, surpassing even the three mighty soul slaves.
Emerging from the void, a humanoid figure with a tiger’s head stepped forward, brandishing the Snow Demon Sword—an artifact of supreme power.
“The human race’s nurturing grounds in the cosmos harbor a pure demonic force akin to Demon Saint Island,” the primordial chaos banished immortal remarked calmly. “It’s a test set by the human race. Through cultivation, aspirants learn who their future adversaries will be.”
Demon Saint Island served as a crucible for all cultivators across the celestial nurturing grounds.
Despite this, no one had subdued the island in ten millennia; instead, fear pervaded.
“You’ve waited here for a decade,” the primordial chaos banished immortal continued, addressing the tiger-headed figure nonchalantly. “You’ve endured well.”
“Humph! Sharp words from a sharp tongue. Today, I’ll teach you the true meaning of death!” The elderly figure snarled, wielding the Snow Demon Sword with deadly intent, slicing through the void with a brilliant flash of swordlight.
The attack appeared fearsome, but to the primordial chaos banished immortal, it was inconsequential.
A cultivator in the saint heart realm might seem formidable to a Spirit Sea warrior, but before the assembled banished immortals, such an opponent could be dispatched with a single strike.
This disparity was even more pronounced for the primordial chaos banished immortal, who had ascended to the life and death realm.
As the sharp sword light bore down, the warriors within the Soul Tower quaked with fear, recognizing the primordial chaos banished immortal as Braydon, the most prodigious figure in Neal family history.
With a casual raise of his left hand, the primordial chaos banished immortal effortlessly deflected the sword light with a snap of his fingers.
Boom!
A devastating force erupted, dispersing all attacks in the void.
“What?” the elderly man gasped, his shock palpable.
He sensed a menacing aura—Braydon’s strength had surpassed his expectations.
Indeed, the primordial chaos banished immortal’s power had far surpassed what it had been a decade earlier.
Sidestepping effortlessly, the primordial chaos banished immortal closed the distance in an instant.
With a swift horizontal slash from his left hand and the Northern King Sword in his right, he unleashed a torrent of gray primordial chaos energy that rent the void for a hundred thousand miles, obliterating the tiger-headed old man on the spot.
Encountering such a foe left the primordial chaos banished immortal devoid of any fighting spirit.
They soared through the air toward Demon Saint Island.
Meanwhile, deep within the endless void, a terrifying chaotic aura erupted.
In the Bright Lord Manor, Braydon sat upon the throne.
When he opened his eyes, they exuded an ancient aura.
His consciousness delved into the path platform heavenly mark, seeming to span millennia.
As he awakened, purple Qi surged from the east, enveloping the Bright Lord Manor but unable to breach its bounds.
Primordial chaos Qi surged forth.
“Have you made sense of it?” the Bright Lord asked, scratching his feet and tilting his head.
“I’ve grasped about 30% of it. I need someone to verify it,” Braydon replied casually, his tone understated.
“Show me,” the Bright Lord demanded bluntly.
Braydon didn’t hesitate.
Stepping forward, a unique scene unfolded behind him.
The blazing sun hung high, emanating supreme majesty, while a bright moon loomed in the sky with a noble and cold demeanor.