Chapter 1555: Nine Marks as the Limit
Chapter 1555: Nine Marks as the Limit
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“It’s because you created a path that shook ancient times and continues to shine today!
“You even pioneered an unprecedented technique!
“If you are him, if you truly live again, you should surpass the past and forge a new and glorious path. You should establish your heart for the world, secure the lives of the people, inherit the ultimate arts of the ancient saints, and create peace for all future generations!
“You will astound the world!
“Big brother!”
…
The Bright Lord clenched his fists and walked toward Braydon Neal, his face filled with frustration.
Why couldn’t Braydon remember him?
Why hadn’t the soul imprint recovered yet?
Without it, Braydon was no longer the same person who led them in the past.
He was no longer their leader!
The five lords had all entered the cycle of reincarnation to seek him out!
Back then, the empress had sacrificed everything for him and willingly entered the cycle of reincarnation.
Everyone’s efforts could not be in vain!
Braydon fell silent. He sensed the sadness in the Bright Lord’s words.
However, he still couldn’t feel the soul imprint in his body.
Facing the Bright Lord.
“My name is Braydon Neal!” Braydon whispered.
“Why you!”
The Bright Lord finally gave up and sat down.
Braydon ignored him.
He turned around and sat on the throne, closing his eyes to study the path platform.
The path platform saint pill contained profound mysteries!
From the Bright Lord’s words, it seemed the technique he derived from the path platform heavenly mark could amplify his battle strength by 200,000 times.
If successful, it would truly make him extraordinary!
Braydon realized he needed to comprehend his own path.
His own path, his own law!
He also desired to create a technique that truly belonged to him.
He was accustomed to such endeavors.
“The limit is the nine marks of the path platform,” the Bright Lord’s voice echoed.
Nine marks!
Braydon made a mental note and immersed himself in the path platform.
The heavenly mark seemed to hold endless mysteries.
As he entered it, he found himself in a chaotic world, vast as the universe itself.
Primordial Chaos Universe!
All around him was primordial chaos Qi, devoid of path, existing in pure chaos, reminiscent of the universe’s dawn.
Standing there with his hands behind his back, Braydon pondered how to grasp a new technique and forge his own path.
Initially, he had chosen the primordial chaos path while cultivating the hundred tribulations and the ten thousand paths simultaneously.
But the Bright Lord’s questioning made him reconsider: was this truly Braydon’s path?
If not, he needed to create a new path.
Braydon’s focus remained on the path platform heavenly mark.
Day by day, year by year.
In the boundless void, time seemed to stand still.
Meanwhile, the golden horn azure dragon wandered aimlessly through the endless void.
As they delved deeper into the endless void, Braydon became increasingly engrossed and couldn’t tear himself away.
He immersed himself in the path platform heavenly mark, diligently unraveling his own techniques and path, completely oblivious to the passing of time.
Unbeknownst to him, this enlightenment lasted for ten years!
In the Spirit Sea, within the Soul Tower, Beckham Jovel’s three soul slaves fretted over Braydon.
Ever since he ventured into the endless void, there had been no word from him.
Despite knowing all the banished immortals were safe and sound, they still feared Braydon might have met with mishap.
Yet, within a sealed small world within the Soul Tower, inaccessible to all cultivators, a thousand years had passed since Braydon entered the void.
In a secluded corner of this world of ice and fire, countless green lotuses had taken root in the void, patiently biding their time.
On this auspicious day, the primordial chaos banished immortal and the martial arts banished immortal returned from the outside world.
The Neal and Foreman family banished immortals had also come back.
Among them, Braydon’s greatest concern was naturally for his wife and children.
Throughout this period, the Neal family banished immortal had visited home many times.
These banished immortals were deeply intertwined with Braydon’s existence.
As the banished immortals returned, Braydon could sense them instinctively and felt a sense of relief.
Now, all the banished immortals had gathered in the world of ice and fire, where thousands of green lotuses swayed gently in the breeze.
“The green lotus is on the verge of blooming!” declared the primordial chaos banished immortal with solemnity, like an elder brother.
“It’s been a thousand years. These fellows are really hard to cultivate,” grumbled the white-robed martial arts banished immortal, clearly in a foul mood.
The Neal family banished immortal spoke solemnly, “I’ve been studying the path platform heavenly mark in the Bright Lord Manor. Now that we’ve reached a critical juncture, it’s our responsibility to handle this matter.”
“Hmm?” The primordial chaos banished immortal scrutinized a green lotus with sharp eyes.
Suddenly, the first green lotus bloomed, its petals turning golden yellow.
A thick pillar of golden light shot into the sky, marking the birth of the first banished immortal.
Metal banished immortal!
He embodied the path of the Five Elements: Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth.
As the metal banished immortal, he took human form resembling Braydon and greeted his brothers, “Greetings, brothers. I apologize for troubling you to protect us for a thousand years.”
“We all originate from this venerable self. It’s our duty,” replied the primordial chaos banished immortal, who hadn’t remained here for the entire millennium.
Instead, various banished immortals took turns guarding this sacred place.
In the next moment, the Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth Immortals were born from their respective green lotuses simultaneously.
Thousands of green lotuses bloomed in unison, illuminating the starry sky with their light.
Each banished immortal was born at the holy master realm, attaining the status of innate holy master upon birth.
Their emergence triggered a grand holy master tribulation, drawing a vast cosmic tribulation toward them.
With the birth of ten thousand banished immortals, the world of ice and fire shattered, and all its power was cleanly absorbed.
The small world lay shattered, and leaving would mean facing imminent danger.
Yet, staying was not an option either.
The vast tribulation looming ahead threatened to consume the entire Spirit Sea.
Yin and yang manifested into two banished immortals, declaring, “The great tribulation approaches. Let us unite and transcend it!”
“Big brother!” Numerous banished immortals emerged, addressing the primordial chaos banished immortal.
“I’m the eldest,” asserted the martial arts banished immortal indignantly. “I was the first to be born!”
“Enough with the bickering. With ten thousand paths as our foundation, five elements as our body, and yin and yang as our support, we shall face this tribulation together!” declared the primordial chaos banished immortal, rising into the sky with hands clasped behind his back, assuming the role of a true leader.
With the small world already in ruins, the primordial chaos banished immortal ascended into the starry sky.
Flanking him were the yin and yang banished immortals, while below stood the five elements banished immortals.
Further below were the myriad path banished immortals, each embodying a unique path.
All were connate holy masters.
In the boundless expanse of the starry sky, all the holy master tribulations converged, heralding the momentous event of ten thousand connate holy masters transcending their tribulations.
The thick crimson tribulation clouds coalesced into a vortex resembling a cataclysmic event at its core.
Arriving swiftly in the Spirit Sea, Bilal Yarbro and Lauritz Hagan beheld the distant great tribulation.
Lauritz spoke solemnly, “Your Highnesses, you must harness the myriad paths encapsulated within the green lotus form to dispel this tribulation!”
“Noisy!”
“I still need to borrow something!” the primordial chaos banished immortal retorted coldly.
“I’ll handle it!”
The dual-pupiled banished immortal abstained from intervening.
He discerned the primordial chaos banished immortal’s intentions and declared decisively, “Spirit Summoning Art. Summon the Northern King Sword. Return!”
A formidable Spirit Summoning Art, capable of calling forth anything within the universe, even from the vast expanse of the endless void.
A faint beam of light pierced through the boundless darkness and returned from a distance afar.
The Northern King Sword had answered the call!
In the primordial chaos banished immortal’s grasp, the Northern King Sword ignited his fighting spirit to its pinnacle.
The first crimson thunder bolt descended from the vortex overhead.