Chapter 1777 Personally Teaching the Technique
Chapter 1777: Personally Teaching the Technique Chapter 1777: Personally Teaching the Technique Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation “Yes, it exists.
It takes countless generations to discover it, to challenge it!” Braydon Neal thought of certain individuals and added, “Perhaps those beyond the starry sky have already found this path.
Every time I reflect on it, I sense that they are becoming increasingly formidable!” “They’ve never ceased their pursuit.
On the path of cultivation, if you’re not advancing, you’re falling behind.
They’ve never retreated; they’ve always progressed!” Braydon was referring to the wanderers beyond the starry sky. They were relentless in their quest, indifferent to the destruction of the universe or the potential ruin of the eight great cosmoses—as long as they could discover the true path of immortality.
Sagan Lazenby was deeply impressed by this insight. Meanwhile, Luke Yates sat quietly, not engaging in the discussion. He devoured more than a hundred pounds of meat, his stomach round from the feast, and drank two bottles of wine.
“I’m full!” he said, burping contentedly.
“If you’re full, you should get some exercise!” Braydon remarked, sensing an approaching presence. To the southeast, heavy snow swirled around a group of dragon cavalry advancing through the storm.
A purple-haired young man leading the group spoke with a deep voice, “You’re in quite the mood, enjoying the snow and sipping wine in Zone 1.
Such levity is truly rare!” In the first division, where caution was paramount, Braydon’s casual attitude stood out.
“What?” Sagan exclaimed in surprise.
“The commander of the dragon cavalry, demi-human Femi Kabbah!” “Not bad!” Braydon assessed the newcomer immediately and noted that he was at the eighth level of the spirit body. As Femi approached the pavilion and recognized Braydon, his expression shifted. “It’s you!” he said in shock. He recalled Braydon as the one who had publicly criticized Ancestor Luther for reincarnating and could even control the true body of the Bright Lord.
The Bright Lord’s true body called him “Big Brother”! What sort of being was the Bright Lord of the past? He was the leader of the five lords, and the person he referred to as Big Brother was probably that very man. The one who had once slain thousands had returned! He was an idol to countless young humans. Who wouldn’t respect such a figure, especially these youngsters?
“Greetings, Senior!” Femi bowed, visibly excited.
“In this life, I’m Braydon Neal, a young man of the same generation,” Braydon replied, without any airs.
“The legends of the seniors will always be remembered by the descendants!” Femi said humbly.
“You are a demi-human with dragon blood in your veins.
It’s rare to see such a sense of belonging to the human race.
Sit down and have a drink!” Braydon invited, offering an empty seat beside him.
Femi was more than willing. He recognized that the future achievements of such a reincarnated great figure were beyond anything he could match. Although they were contemporaries now, Braydon had already proven himself in his previous life, and in this life, he was destined to surpass them!
Femi raised his cup and drank it all.
“Good wine,” he praised.
“In the entire competition zone, only a senior like you could drink so elegantly.
Most are trying their best to avoid geniuses of similar strength to ensure they advance to the Thousand Stellar Realm Competition!” “How can we avoid competing with our peers?
We might avoid it now, but we can’t escape the ultimate challenge!” Braydon shook his head, considering it a misguided approach. If they avoided the Hundred Stellar Realm Competition, could they avoid the Thousand Stellar Realm or even the Ten Thousand Stellar Realm Competition?
Femi smiled bitterly.
“Not everyone is as exceptional as you.
Some might aim to survive the Hundred Stellar Realm Competition, advance to the Thousand Stellar Realm, and secure a good ranking to make a name for themselves in the future.” “Aligning with a large faction is a potential way out!” Braydon remarked, noting that he had never considered relying on any external power. They were a formidable force on their own!
Femi’s dragon cavalry, a thousand strong, had all followed him into the Hundred Stellar Realm Competition, showcasing their power. Yet, Femi had other thoughts. Hesitating for a moment, he finally asked, “I have some doubts about the path of martial arts.
Could you give me some guidance, Senior?” “Wait a little longer and finish this bottle of wine!” Braydon said, gazing at the falling snow, wanting to keep his mood pleasant.
Femi was thrilled. He hadn’t expected Braydon to agree and quickly began pouring the wine.
Receiving guidance from Braydon was far more valuable than from any top teacher. The bottle of wine was soon emptied.
Braydon stood up slowly.
“You’re at the eighth level of the spirit body realm.
Your aura is stable, and your foundation is solid.
It seems like you haven’t found peace.
Is this due to your cultivation technique?” “You are perceptive; you’ve spotted my issue right away!” Femi admitted without hesitation. “I’m cultivating two techniques—one from the peak of the dragon race and the other from the human race.” “Focus on the human technique to achieve the path at the peak!” Braydon advised.
“If you’re bold enough, you might consider forsaking your dragon bloodline before reaching the peak.
With a human body, you could still reach the summit.” “In ancient times, divines, demons, immortals, and the celestial race all originated from humans.
The demon race and the current saint race are just lesser beings!” Braydon’s words rang out like a bronze bell, leaving Femi stunned.
He had never imagined that the origins of the human race could be so formidable. Not everyone had Braydon’s depth of experience.
Braydon turned and took a step forward. Ten thousand Dharma Idols appeared behind him, with one thousand entering his body. The aura of the eternal realm surged, breaking through its limits. He was invincible within the path-returning realm!
Another thousand Dharma Idols followed, further elevating his power to near invincibility in the nirvana realm. Finally, another thousand Dharma Idols entered him, and Braydon’s pressure became overwhelming, making him invincible in the world of spirit bodies.
“This is the Dharma Nation that Master mentioned?” Femi was astonished.
Braydon had established a Dharma Nation, known to everyone at the peak, and had even claimed that his technique could be practiced by any human disciple.
3,000 Dharma Idols entered his body, and the sight of the invincible spirit body made Femi’s face go pale.
“Show me the technique you’re cultivating!” Braydon said.
“Of course!” Femi responded without hesitation. Normally, he would have been furious and even killed anyone daring to ask for his cultivation method. But this was Braydon asking, and Femi was eager to share it.
The technique passed down from the peak was highly coveted by ninety percent of the beings in the universe, but Braydon was different. He had created a new path that surpassed the peak.
Why would such a person care about the path of the peak?
Femi explained his cultivation method to Braydon. Braydon examined it for a moment, then frowned.
“You can stop cultivating the dragon race’s technique.
The formless elephant you’ve been practicing is sufficient to support you to the peak.
Just give me fifteen minutes, and I’ll perfect it for you!” “Thank you, Senior!” Femi said, kneeling and kowtowing. He was genuinely grateful. Opportunities like these were rare on the path of cultivation, and having someone guide and refine his technique was invaluable.