Chapter 1708 The Price of Going Back on Your Word
Chapter 1708: The Price of Going Back on Your Word Chapter 1708: The Price of Going Back on Your Word Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation There was a sudden change in his body.
H is aura became intensely terrifying. The shift in his eyes made the Southern Star Residence Master and others outside extremely nervous. They had long known that the dual-pupiled banished immortal was a disciple of the eight lineages and, with his ten dual-pupils, clearly a direct descendant of the Neal lineage. If anything went wrong in the Southern Star Residence, they would be in serious trouble.
To their surprise, the dual-pupiled banished immortal was in intense agony. Clutching his head with both hands, he seemed unable to bear the extreme pain. He roared like a tortured wolf, “Reincarnation!” The pain forced him to close his eyes, and blood trickled from their corners. It was as if ancient memories were flashing through his mind.
When he finally returned to normal, his eyes had transformed into the Eyes of Reincarnation. They were devoid of human emotion, as if he had experienced countless lifetimes and viewed everything through the lens of reincarnation. With his gaze, plants grew, withered, and were reborn, as if they had lived through multiple worlds.
The Eyes of Reincarnation shocked two Stellar Realms. Hardin Dolan and the others from the Northern Star Residence were especially stunned. The final form of the ten dual-pupils was indeed reincarnation! These eyes carried a trace of reincarnation’s power, capable of suppressing all races. It was said that since ancient times, reincarnation was the home of countless beings.
According to ancient legends, when the Eyes of Reincarnation entered the cycle of reincarnation, it was like a dragon returning to its lair. The success rate was nearly 100%. Ordinary cultivators rarely experienced reincarnation so smoothly, and even peak experts couldn’t guarantee their success in the trial of reincarnation.
If there were no risks involved, many cultivators in the universe would immediately enter the reincarnation cycle to cultivate for another life. But such an opportunity wais hardly ever that straightforward.
The success rate for peak experts going through reincarnation is less than 5%, highlighting just how dangerous it is.
In the trial world, Braydon Neal’s Eyes of Reincarnation locked onto Mervyn Cataldo. The Spear Spirit’s Six Strikes instantly lost its power. As Mervyn burned his life force, his cultivation base seemed to drop by 30%, and he appeared to age by the same amount.
Before anyone could fully process what was happening, Mervyn’s body exploded, leaving only a shattered black-and-white token behind. The token had saved him, but it wasn’t enough.
Mayfly’s eyes widened in horror, and all his fur stood on end. He couldn’t help but gulp in disbelief. A path-returning realm being, killed just like that? The Eyes of Reincarnation were truly terrifying!
At the same time, on the trial board, Nameless’s ranking suddenly soared to fifth place. Mervyn, who was originally ranked tenth, had plummeted to the bottom.
Everyone understood what this meant: Mervyn was dead, replaced by this nameless individual. Nameless was familiar to everyone; they remembered him from the top of the trial a year ago. Although it had been a brief moment of fame, people hadn’t forgotten entirely.
Mervyn’s points had reached 100 million, but now they were all transferred to Braydon. Since this was the second year, the points were multiplied by 5, causing Braydon’s ranking to leap directly to fifth place.
The increase in ranking was staggering. Braydon’s points totaled [530 million], reflecting his original score plus the new additions.
Since the start of the trial, Braydon had killed three people: Isidro Hasson, Mayfly and Mervyn. The second person, Isidro, had already been killed by Mervyn before Braydon encountered him, so he had no points left. The real prize was Mervyn himself.
To be precise, the top ten players were all worth more than 100 million points! The person who was ranked first had nearly one billion points.
The second place had 900 million, and the third place had over 800 million. It was clear that these three were extremely powerful; otherwise, they would have been eliminated long ago and their points taken.
Braydon closed his eyes to process everything. He could clearly sense the soul imprint and, as the ancestor of the human race’s shadow dissipated, he withdrew his Eye of Reincarnation. He said softly, “Find Mervyn!” “You don’t really want him to be your slave, do you?” Mayfly asked, his lips twitching.
“Why not?” Braydon replied with a half-smile.
“Maybe you should just kill him,” Mayfly suggested, unable to hide his confusion. He understood the pride of geniuses all too well. Braydon was trying to break Mervyn’s path heart. If his path heart was forced, why continue cultivating? It would be better to die. Death was quick, but living as a slave meant daily torment.
Determined to find Mervyn, Braydon had Mayfly use his connections to locate him. In just half a day, they found Mervyn on the peak of a lone mountain.
Mervyn appeared of his own accord.
“I admit you’re strong, but…” Braydon said with a cold expression, “Are you trying to avoid your punishment?” “You want to make me your slave?
Impossible!
You can kill me, but you can’t humiliate me!” Mervyn declared.
Swoosh!
At Mervyn’s words, Braydon immediately attacked. With his golden wings spread wide, he soared through the sky, slashing at Mervyn. His body split in two as Braydon turned to activate the Eyes of Reincarnation.
Mervyn was killed on the spot, leaving behind a cracked black and white token.
Mayfly frowned. The Divine-Slaying Strike’s Divine Blade would have been enough to take Mervyn out in one hit. Even if he had survived, he would have been severely injured. The token couldn’t take Mervyn’s death in his stead.
“Keep looking for him!” Braydon instructed without elaborating.
“You want to kill him?” Mayfly was taken aback. Braydon was being ruthless! If Mervyn submitted as a slave, his path heart would be shattered.
If Braydon were to pursue him endlessly, his path heart would be destroyed as well. It seemed that Mervyn’s fate was grim. Born in the same era as Braydon, he was doomed to suffer. None of the top ten on the trial board could escape this fate.
Reluctantly, Mayfly contacted someone else to find Mervyn’s whereabouts. This time, it took three days to locate him again. He was hiding in a primeval forest.
As promised, Mayfly dealt with an eternal beast and handed it over to the participant who had provided the information, allowing them to kill it and earn points. In the trial world, shady deals like this were common. Only those who delivered the final blow to demon beasts received points, even if a group had hunted the creature together.
Braydon descended into the primeval forest, his wings spreading wide.
He quickly found Mervyn sitting cross-legged under a tree. Feeling a familiar sense of danger, Mervyn opened his eyes and said angrily, “Are you done?” Swoosh!
A flash of golden light cut through the air. Mervyn, who was only able to say one sentence, was killed on the spot, the black and white token cracking once more. Mervyn had been killed for the third time.
“Look for him!” Braydon commanded from the treetop, hands behind his back.
“Again?” Mayfly was stunned.
Braydon gave him a piercing look. Mayfly’s face darkened as he went back to his search.