Chapter 1781 The Person Who Disappeared
Chapter 1781: The Person Who Disappeared Chapter 1781: The Person Who Disappeared Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation After saying that, a flash of sadness appeared in Heather Sage’s eyes. Braydon Neal’s path was one that severed the hope of future generations. While it seemed like a new path was being forged for all races, in reality, it cut off the path for future generations. It also severed Trevon Neal’s path, as well as the path of the Northern Army sons. If one person succeeded, all other races would be suppressed.
Outsiders couldn’t see through her, but Heather’s true form stood within the universe’s origin. She continued, “You didn’t feel wronged when the myriad races killed you back then.
They might have done it for the sake of the new path, but in this life, your Dharma Nation has truly grown into something formidable.
I’m not the only one who can see it!”= “When the time comes, not only will all races want to kill you—countless people within the human race will too.
Even the madmen outside the starry sky will stop at nothing to destroy your Myriad Lifetime Path Fruit.” After finishing her words, Heather raised her fair hand.
Swoosh!
The mountains and rivers vanished into nothingness, and the sun and moon lost their luster. The surrounding space and time were obliterated, replaced by a terrifying, vast river. It was 4.9 billion miles wide, with a length that seemed immeasurable, endless. Within the river, countless worlds seemed to exist. A single drop of water contained an entire world—from its birth to its destruction, all visible within the river of time.
Occasionally, ripples would appear, representing peerless figures. To create a ripple in this river was proof of one’s extraordinary nature.
Braydon looked at the familiar sight and smiled.
“You’ve been guarding this river for many years.” “I’ve protected it since the birth of the universe.
It’s the foundation of all life.
Anyone who tries to harm it is my enemy!” Heather’s eyes were filled with anger.
Braydon knew the reason all too well. In every life, he would fight his way into the river of time, reviving those who had already fallen, and every time, he specifically targeted the guardian of the river.
The River of Time and its eight guardians had been dealt with by Braydon more than a hundred times. As a revered figure over countless generations, who could withstand such relentless assault? Braydon, known for his ferocity, had repeatedly beaten up the guardians of the River of Time in every lifetime. It wasn’t just him causing trouble alone; he would even form a gang, leading others to join him in the attacks. His behavior was reminiscent of how he acted with the five lords in his previous life. The guardians of the River of Time would avoid him at all costs, often hiding from him.
Including Heather, who controlled the River of Time, all eight guardians were her subordinates. Heather’s true form was in a deep slumber within the universe’s origin, linked directly to Braydon. Their karmic entanglement spanned ten thousand generations, bound together by fate.
“Go in,” Heather said with a hint of frustration.
“There’s something you want in the River of Time.” “Let the 10,000 banished immortals enter!” Braydon responded firmly.
He had no intention of taking any risks and added quietly, “I’m calling everyone back!” Boom!
A powerful spatial fluctuation surged through hundreds of competition zones, shattering their barriers. People wearing smiley masks began to leave the various zones and move through the spatial passageways to Braydon’s small world.
The subtle changes occurring in the outside world were noticed by many peak human beings, but no one dared to speak out. The masked individuals were all heading toward Zone 1.
Since the Ruins Lord had entered Zone 1, she had blocked any probing attempts. In other words, no one in the universe knew what was happening in Zone 1. The peak experts of the human race refrained from acting rashly, as forcing their way in would be seen as provoking the Ruins Lord—a risk no one was willing to take.
At that moment, many banished immortals appeared in the small world.
They all bowed.
“100,000 Dharma Idols.
It’s up to you how you cultivate them!” Braydon said, pointing to the River of Time behind him.
The eyes of the various banished immortals lit up. They understood what he meant: they were to carve their path into the River of Time and find their opponents. Essentially, they were seeking adversaries from the future.
Since the birth of this universe, countless remarkable figures from myriad races had appeared—though no one knew their exact number. These figures were in the River of Time, waiting to be encountered. Even the strongest Lord Woodruff had fallen in the River of Time in Luke’s previous life. If it hadn’t been for Heather’s intervention, Lord Woodruff’s soul imprint would have been destroyed, and he would have vanished without a trace.
Why could Lord Woodruff reincarnate as Luke? The answer lay with Heather, who controlled the River of Time. Without her approval, Lord Woodruff wouldn’t have been able to bring his soul into the reincarnation cycle.
“Everyone, please enter!” Braydon said indifferently.
“Take care!” The banished immortals took a deep breath, aware of the dangers that awaited them. A careless mistake could mean the destruction of both body and soul. They stepped forward and entered the River of Time, creating waves as they went.
Braydon watched calmly, well aware of the dangers within. The 10,000 banished immortals had entered, but who knew how many would return. Braydon was an expert in the study of the River of Time, after all—he had committed countless offenses there!
As soon as the banished immortals entered, the River of Time began to surge. A shocking change occurred as the river flowed with intense waves. Terrifying figures emerged from afar, traversing the river from the future to the present. They were moving against the flow of time, and peerless creatures were among them. These formidable beings attacked relentlessly, either to halt or to kill the intruders. Some of these creatures were invincible in the human world, sensing powerful opponents passing by from an unknown space.
They were eager for a fight! Unfortunately, the terrifying creatures had come here with a different purpose—not to face them, but to target Braydon.
“Hmph!” Heather shot him a cold glance.
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
Two mysterious creatures appeared in the River of Time. They were cold and lacked any semblance of etiquette, their voices as emotionless as their demeanor.
“Kill him!” Heather commanded.
Anyone who crossed the River of Time had already broken the rules. Encountering Heather herself was an even graver offense. As the controller of the River of Time, she would never tolerate such a violation.
The two guardians of the River of Time moved swiftly, riding the river.
Braydon, hands behind his back, observed calmly and said softly, “Even if all eight guardians came out together, they wouldn’t be able to stop him!” “Hm?” Heather turned, her eyes filled with doubt. She hadn’t noticed yet, but Braydon had already discerned the identity of the intruder.
As expected, just as the two guardians passed by, a sharp sword light sliced through the River of Time, creating waves that surged for miles. The blade cut through mountains and rivers, seemingly severing the River of Time itself.
“It’s him!” The two guardians, severely injured, cried out in fear. “The one who vanished into the ages!” Instantly, the remaining six guardians were alarmed.