Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
His voice rang out like a bell in Braydon Neal’s mind, causing him to regain his usual calmness and clarity.
At the sa ti, the ntal power that imprisoned everyone was completely defeated.
A terrifying figure was attacking!
The old man who had already taken off Luke Yates’ shirt said angrily, “Who is stopping ?”
“Stein lton, don’t you know who I am?”
The old sweeper from the mausoleum stepped out and arrived at this place.
He was still holding a broom.
However, his old body gave off a majestic feeling.
This person was the Old Monster Neal Braydon and the others had seen before. He had been guarding the tombs of the Neal family until now.
When he appeared, the broom in his hand suddenly waved toward the sky.
Swoosh!
The broom was like a knife, and an invisible and terrifying force struck the teorite that was falling in the sky.
With just one strike, he cut it into two.
The teorite split into two halves and landed on a wheat field in the countryside outside the capital.
An impact crater that was dozens of miles long was ford, and the entire ground trembled.
Another half of the teorite landed outside the Martial Artist Summit. A huge crater appeared, causing all the martial artists’ faces to turn extrely pale.
The power of heaven and earth was sotis terrifying to the extre.
However, the teorite that was ant to kill a supre pinnacle was blown away by Old Monster Neal from the mausoleum.
Old Monster Neal had appeared in the capital.
The skinny old man who had wanted to eat the little fool showed a trace of fear in his sunken eyes. He looked at Old Monster Neal and retreated more than ten steps in horror. He said hoarsely, “You, you are alive!”
“Do you know what cri it is to kill a man of the Neal family?”
Old Monster Neal looked at the skinny old man and asked indifferently.
This Old Monster Neal was indeed a mber of the Neal family.
He was probably a big shot of the Neal family a hundred years ago.
Who exactly was he?
Braydon and the others didn’t know.
However, there was no doubt about how terrifying he was.
The broom was used as a blade.
This power was beyond Jevan Cox and the others’ understanding.
Perhaps this old thing could fight the Sovereign Lord.
“Senior…” Jevan and the other two bowed and cupped their hands.
“Go back to Heavenly Mountain!”
Old Monster Neal glanced at them coldly and scolded them as if they were juniors.
The expressions of Stratford Layton and the other two changed slightly.
“We are here under the orders of the Sovereign Lord to protect the young master,” Jevan could only say bluntly.
“If the Sovereign Lord dares to appear, I will kill him as well!”
When Old Monster Neal opened his mouth, he almost scared everyone present.
No one dared to even ntion the Sovereign Lord’s na.
All the older martial artists in the world feared the Sovereign Lord’s na like they feared a tiger.
No one dared to ntion this na.
However, Old Monster Neal said that he wanted to kill the Sovereign Lord today.
This old thing was a little strange.
Hyrum Lujan’s expression was ugly. He bent over and asked, “May I know who you are?”
“My na is Beckett Neal!”
Old Monster Neal said slowly.
Everyone was shocked.
The previous Garrison King, Beckett Neal?
He was alive!
He had lived on until now.
The seventh Garrison King from the Neal family.
The Garrison King na was passed down from generation to generation.
Beckett’s na was rarely ntioned.
The skinny old man, Stein, grabbed Luke Yates and turned to escape.
He didn’t even probe any further.
He turned around and wanted to escape!
However, could he escape?
“Although the Neal family only has one bloodline left in Preston, we can still rule the country.” Beckett’s voice slowly sounded.
As soon as he finished speaking.
This ancestor of the Neal family displayed terrifying ntal power.
The skinny old man Stein’s ntal power was already approaching the fourth stage.
However, Juneau Haines and the others had never seen a ninth-stage ntal power user.
Beckett stood where he was. The light between his eyebrows covered his entire body.
Golden light surged from his body.
The golden light of the imperial path!
“Golden light of the imperial path?” Juneau and the others were shocked.
“F*ck!”
Stratford, Hyrum, and the others were dumbfounded.
Beckett was not a little fool.
The little fool used the power of the imperial decree to release the golden light of the imperial path.
However, Old Monster Neal had cultivated this strength himself.
What did the golden light symbolize?
All the martial artists present understood!
Beckett stood where he was, and a golden path flew out from his glabella.
The path was 900 ters long.
It seed to be made entirely of gold, emitting golden light.
“The imperial path?” Lazlo Abbott asked in surprise.
“Golden imperial path, the path of the emperor. Senior Neal is the current emperor!”
Jevan and the others were shocked.
The strength of this old thing was truly terrifying.
He had actually beco the current emperor during the period when martial arts were weak.
If he was born in the golden age of martial arts, his realm would definitely be able to advance and break through to a higher realm.
The golden path appeared, and a figure appeared on it.
This person was like Beckett when he was young.
The young ancestor of the Neal family actually looked 50% similar to Braydon. He was a strange man.
The Beckett, who was ford by his ntal power, stepped on the golden imperial path and arrived in front of Stein with a single step. “How dare you!” he said sternly.
“You’ve already walked 900 ters on the 1,000-ter imperial path. How did you reach the great success stage of the imperial path?”
Stein turned around; his eyes filled with despair.
He had already given up.
The difference between him and Old Monster Neal was over a thousand tis.
One Old Monster Neal could slaughter thousands of martial artists like Stein in a mont.
The young Beckett’s palm landed, and Stein was reduced to ashes.
This was his peak strength.
Old Monster Neal was not a supre pinnacle with ninth-stage ntal power.
He was already above the pinnacle realm.
Above the supre pinnacle realm, one would be an emperor.
He was a great success expert among the emperors.
When the dust fell to the ground, a great fire fell from the sky.
Braydon had used the Spirit Summoning Monarch Art four tis. The heavenly fire that he had summoned had just descended.
In the end, Beckett raised his head and looked up. The heavenly fire dissipated completely, leaving nothing behind.
Beckett withdrew his golden imperial path, and the younger version of him also withdrew his spiritual aperture.
Jevan bowed respectfully. “We didn’t know that Senior Neal has already reached the emperor realm. Please forgive us for our rudeness.”
“Go back to Heavenly Mountain and tell the Sovereign Lord that the children of the Neal family don’t need his protection.”
Beckett chased Jevan and the other two away.
The reason was simple.
The protection of the supre pinnacles would not benefit the Northern Army elites at all.
In a competition between peers, who would dare to compete with them when they had so many supre pinnacles protecting them?
Without experiencing the pain of competition among peers, it was difficult to achieve great things.
Jevan and the other two looked at each other and could only bow and bid farewell to Braydon.
If they didn’t leave now, Beckett would kill them with one palm.
Braydon held Heather Sage and did not care about what was happening at all.
The elites of the Northern Army could now move freely. They went to Braydon’s side and looked at Heather, who had lost her life force. Her eyes were closed.
Beckett looked at Braydon. He no longer had the indifferent air of the old man sweeping the floor. He shouted coldly like an elder, “Follow .”
Braydon and Heather were brought back to the Garrison Courtyard by Beckett.
Despite the chaos in the outside world, the Garrison Courtyard was still as quiet as ever.
Beckett stood in the courtyard and looked at the silent Braydon. He was only twenty years old now.
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