Chapter 1763 Crossing the Competition Zones
Chapter 1763: Crossing the Competition Zones Chapter 1763: Crossing the Competition Zones Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Braydon Neal said softly, “Don’t worry.
Besides the Heavenly Lord’s true body, there are a few others blocking the way.
This universe is the last piece of pure land.
If we let them in, it will be a disaster for all races!” There were many things that Loki Foreman and Bedirhan Leitner didn’t seem to understand. Braydon instructed the two of them on some matters before going into seclusion again. This time, he was going to refine the Third Revolution Body Refinement Pill! The main ingredient required for the refinement was a body refining flower at least 300,000 years old.
Loki and Bedirhan found some outside and handed them to Braydon. Actually, these things were obtained by the two of them robbing others. Braydon never asked about the origins of things.
There were less than eight years left until the end of the Ten Stellar Realm Competition. During this period, Braydon wanted his body to perfectly withstand the effects of the Third Revolution Body Refinement Pill. In this way, his physique would be comparable to a nirvana realm cultivator.
Unfortunately, Braydon had overestimated the effects of the Third Revolution Body Refinement Pill and underestimated the difficulty of body refinement. The higher the level of body refinement, the harder it would be! His body had completely absorbed the medicinal power of the Third Revolution Body Refinement Pill. Just this process alone took Braydon seven years!
A full seven years, longer than the time he took to refine the First and Second Revolution Body Refinement Pills combined. It would take seven years for the body to be able to withstand the medicinal effects. Braydon had not expected to spend so much time.
In seven years, he had only used a thousand Third Revolution Body Refinement Pills. The amount of time consumed was completely out of proportion to the number of Third Revolution Body Refinement Pills refined. On average, he only refined a hundred Third Revolution Body Refinement Pills a year. This was the result of Braydon’s Heaven-Devouring Forbidden Technique.
If it was an ordinary body cultivator, they would probably spend 70,000 years just to pass this stage and might not have the results they had today.
In the small world, under a towering mountain peak…
Braydon, dressed in a snow-white robe, exuded a terrifying pressure. He said softly, “It took seven years to endure this medicinal power.
Wouldn’t it take 70 or even 700 years for the Fourth Revolution Body Refinement Pill?” Braydon couldn’t wait that long. The longer it took, the more dangerous it would be. The myriad races would not allow Braydon to grow. He did not have much time left!
Sadie Dudley could not hold on any longer. Seven years ago, Braydon had revealed what had happened outside the starry sky and even mentioned the eight great cosmoses. Outside this universe, there were remnants of the other seven universes who had become wanderers and wanted to enter this universe all day long. If he let these creatures in, it would be a disaster for all races!
In the ten thousand reincarnations of Braydon, he had come into contact with these beings more than once. Both sides had a blood feud! The destruction of the seven great cosmoses was directly related to these living beings. Sadie and the others couldn’t hold on any longer!
Braydon let out a breath of turbid air. With a raise of his hand, the towering mountain in front of him instantly turned to dust. This was the power of his physical body. His current physical body was comparable to that of a nirvana cultivator. With a thought, 20,000 Dharma Idols appeared behind Braydon. Dharma Nation! It was a terrifying forbidden technique.
“Come back!” Braydon raised his hand and said calmly.
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
The 3,000 Dharma Idols surged into his main body. Braydon’s aura instantly crushed his spirit body. In his current state, he could kill a spirit body. He was able to withstand the 3,000 Dharma Idols.
Braydon did not lose himself in the face of the terrifying increase in power. He was not complacent either. He said softly, “100,000 Dharma Idols have been constructed.
How can I not cultivate them?” If he had 100,000 Dharma Idols, he would cultivate them one by one! Who knew how long it would take for the 100,000 Dharma Idols to be cultivated? Braydon closed his eyes. His heart was connected to the 10,000 banished immortals. He said, “It’s difficult for me to cultivate them with my strength!” Braydon’s voice rang out in the minds of all the banished immortals.
Everyone understood that Braydon was going to share the mission. It was difficult for the original body to cultivate alone. But what if there were 10,000 banished immortals cultivating it?
If 10,000 banished immortals cultivated this path together, it could save Braydon 10,000 times the effort. The creation of the Hundred Tribulations Heavenly Art was something even Braydon couldn’t help but praise. This mystical technique was truly heaven-defying!
However, the creator of this world, the Great Empress, had trillions of incarnations scattered across the universe. If she returned one day, how terrifying would it be? Her achievements were probably not much weaker than Braydon’s—perhaps even stronger!
Those who cultivated the Hundred Tribulations Heavenly Art could never predict how high the upper limit was. This was because one had no idea how many incarnations there were. Braydon had entrusted the matter of cultivating the Dharma Nation to the various banished immortals.
Though 100,000 Dharma Idols seemed like a lot, in reality, each one was extremely precious. Ordinary people were not worthy of Braydon’s attention. Only forbidden characters that had appeared in history could be copied into this Dharma Nation and become a member of it. In the future, when they returned to the path, they would all return to the power of Braydon.
This path was truly terrifying! The power of 10,000 generations had become the foundation. It had to be said that Braydon’s ambition in this life was almost terrifying. Yet, he was still advancing step by step.
In the last month of the competition in Zone 9, as the competition was about to end, Braydon came out of seclusion! With sweeping momentum, he killed tens of thousands of enemies. He was the genius who swept through the ten stellar realms, obtaining points and ranking first with 880,000 points. Each point represented a contestant.
Braydon obviously didn’t want to stop at the Ten Stellar Realm Competition. He still wanted to participate in the Hundred Stellar Realm Competition, the Thousand Stellar Realm Competition, and the final Ten Thousand Stellar Realm Competition. At the same time, in more than a thousand competition zones, a dark horse was born!
If we were to talk about origins, they all traced back to the Northern Army. The sons of the Northern Army were the most remarkable. Without Braydon’s overshadowing presence, each of them would have shone brightly in their own right.
In the past, Braydon’s brilliance had overshadowed everyone else. Now, without being in the same zone as their brother, each of them revealed their own formidable abilities. Their rapid cultivation speed, extraordinary talent, and impressive comprehension pushed many opponents aside and led to swift progress.
The one whose cultivation advanced the most was the former Lord Lindquist, Cole Colbie. He practiced the Battle of Soaring to the Sky. His cultivation speed was so intense that it accelerated the burning of his lifespan. The faster his lifespan burned, the more formidable his cultivation speed became. They each relied on the other for support.
In just ten years, Cole had reached the nirvana realm and was currently at the seventh level of nirvana. His cultivation speed was the most astonishing within the Northern Army lineage.
Poor little fool, Luke Yates, had to look for food for Cole every day.
Meanwhile, the so-called “food” provided to Cole were a minimum of 100,000-year-old herbs. This kind of herb was meant to extend his life.
Three days before the end of the competition, Braydon received a distressing message from a black token he carried. A voice wailed, sounding like a ghost and a wolf combined.
“Brother, come quickly!
Big Head Cole is dying!” Luke’s voice was filled with desperation. Cole was on the brink of death?
Braydon, on top of an ice mountain and preparing tea and wine, showed a flash of anger in his eyes. “Grand Master!” Loki said urgently. “Which zone are Luke and the others in?” Braydon asked.