Chapter 1828 Another Level Up
Chapter 1828: Another Level Up Chapter 1828: Another Level Up Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation In no time, the newly established Northern Palace only managed to recruit 1,200 disciples. These were divided evenly among the nine main peaks, with each peak hosting just about 100 people. Each peak had the capacity to accommodate 90,000 disciples, boasting 90,000 blessed lands. But with such a small number, how would it look?
Loki Foreman stretched lazily.
“Looks like we’ll be busy in the future.
The four of us will each take charge of a main peak.
With our teacher overseeing the Northern Palace, we won’t have much to worry about.” “Loki, isn’t it a bit inappropriate to name our main peaks after ourselves?” Bedirhan Leitner asked, feeling a bit embarrassed.
“Don’t be foolish!” Loki replied, turning with a look of disdain.
“When we were naming them earlier, you were quick to claim Bedirhan Peak for yourself!” Cough!
Bedirhan cleared his throat a few times.
Indeed, four of the nine main peaks were named after them: Femi Peak, Garvie Peak, Loki Peak, and Bedirhan Peak. The four had clearly divided the peaks among themselves, each trying to stake a claim.
Braydon Neal didn’t concern himself with such matters, and the other palace masters seemed to agree, likely recognizing the potential of the four and silently approving this special arrangement. It was also an honor for them.
At this moment, the Northern Palace had accepted 1,200 disciples.
“All 122 of you, follow me!” Loki commanded.
“Yes, sir!” Over 120 disciples followed him to Loki Peak, accompanied by ten elders.
The Northern Palace had ten elders overseeing daily operations, with ten more sent from the other peaks. The elders and disciples were divided accordingly.
Braydon remained in seclusion, undisturbed by the outside world’s affairs. None of the nine palace masters, nor the elders, dared to seek him out.
The only ones brave enough to meet Braydon were the four. Meanwhile, outside in the trial world, the competition among geniuses was reaching a fever pitch.
Over the past ten years, fierce battles were the norm. Every day saw intense spirit body contests and high-stakes matches in the Thousand Stellar Realm Competition. And at last, a new god emerged: Kaleo Laskey, the top prodigy from the first stellar realm.
On the day he ascended to godhood, his roar could be heard for 80,000 miles, almost overshadowing the entire competition area. But before he could savor his triumph, he was quickly put in his place by a mere fool.
Luke Yates, the undisputed overlord of Zone 1, had been training in the demon region and had achieved true god realm status. Though his realm had fallen, he returned as a great fulfillment true god and remained a dominant force in the competition zone.
In Zone 1, Luke’s rule was absolute. Apart from the human race, even the ape and feathermen races kept a low profile. None of their geniuses dared to flaunt their abilities, knowing they would only be pushed out of the competition.
The rules were clear: vassal races were merely background for the human prodigies’ battles. Anyone who tried to steal the spotlight faced dire consequences.
Despite the fierce competition, the absence of Loki’s group left many uneasy. Geniuses feared these monstrous figures, worrying that when they reappeared, their power would have grown exponentially.
Little did they know, Loki’s gang had long since surpassed the true god realm and were now heavenly gods, capable of defeating ancient gods. Their return was bound to be formidable.
While Braydon remained in seclusion in the palace, time passed swiftly. In the blink of an eye, six years had gone by. On this particular day, thousands of auspicious flowers began to fall from the top of the Northern Palace.
The clouds had been thick and lingering for seven days. A young man in plain clothes stood with his hands behind his back, gazing out the window at the night sky, lost in deep thought.
The second transformation of nirvana was complete! His combat strength had increased by ten thousand times. It had taken six years. Yet Braydon felt no joy. He frowned and muttered, “A new way to train the body.
It’s so hard!” His crippled body shared the same thoughts as his main body. Over these six years, his main body had made only minimal progress. At this rate, creating a new path seemed a distant dream. He didn’t know how long it would take.
However, no matter how long it took, a new technique had to be created! Braydon had already tasted the benefits. It took 3,000 years to cultivate a crippled body capable of bearing 30,000 Dharma Idols—unparalleled in the world. If his main body could bear 100,000 Dharma Idols, the power would be unimaginable!
So, Braydon would not abandon this path.
Outside the palace, the nine palace masters congratulated him, “Congratulations, Palace Master Neal.
Your cultivation has reached a new level.” “Master!” Garvie Nantz arrived. The other three were in seclusion and didn’t know about Braydon’s progress.
“Have you encountered any trouble in the past six years?” Braydon asked as he descended from the top floor.
“No!” Garvie replied. What trouble could they have faced with Braydon around? Who would dare to challenge them?
“Greetings, Palace Master!” The hundred elders of the Northern Palace bowed respectfully.
“The Northern Palace has just been built.
Thank you for your hard work!” Braydon said as he walked toward the entrance of the hall. The hundred elders dared not take credit, and in his presence, they didn’t even dare to breathe loudly. They had witnessed his fearsome reputation when he had stormed through the divine palace.
Outside the palace door, the Divine Origin Palace’s palace master cupped his hands and said, “You’re too kind.
The establishment of the Northern Palace was greatly aided by your efforts.
I thank you!”