Chapter 1263: The Supre Pinnacle Realm
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Braydon Neal had ascended to the inimitable pinnacle realm, yet he remained resolute in his cultivation endeavors.
Day and night, he tirelessly circulated the Great Void of Kylo Art.
Another month elapsed, and after thirty-two days, Braydon attained the sovereign pinnacle realm.
His vitality soared to an astounding 641,000 Na.
Outside the palace, Xetsa Yeza, silently standing guard, found herself numbed by Braydon’s staggering cultivation pace.
She was at a loss for words.
In just two months and four days, he had reached the sovereign pinnacle realm, solidifying his status as a cultivation legend.
Xetsa contemplated intervening, concerned about the consequences of Braydon’s relentless pursuit of strength.
However, upon attempting to approach the hall, she hesitated.
Braydon was once again engrossed in cultivation.
“You still have nine months,” Xetsa gently urged. “There’s no need to push yourself so hard.”
As she spoke, a wave of ntal pressure enveloped the entire palace.
This ti, it wasn’t his vitality but his ntal power that surged.
Braydon had reached the sixth stage, a remarkable feat achieved on the sa day as his attainnt of the sovereign pinnacle realm in ancient martial arts.
His ntal power now rivaled that of peak-level cultivators at the supre pinnacle realm, surpassing ordinary practitioners several tis over.
After these breakthroughs, Xetsa advised, “With nine months remaining before your battle with Matu Joko, it’s okay to take a day of rest.”
Braydon, however, had other plans.
“Could you help locate so more thousand-year-old herbs?” he inquired, reaffirming his commitnt to cultivating his vitality, ntal power, and physical body concurrently—a strategy he distinctly rembered pursuing.
Cultivating all three aspects simultaneously, Braydon aid to achieve mastery in each within a year.
His goal?
To shatter the pride and confidence of every genius in the Donta Imperial Dynasty—to make them face the harsh truth and despair.
Within that tifra, he aspired to elevate his vitality, martial arts, and physical body to the emperor realm.
If successful, no one within the Donta Imperial Dynasty would dare claim superiority in front of Braydon.
Xetsa affird with a slight nod. “You can utilize the spirit herbs from the Oracle Palace’s treasure vault, but you must take breaks.”
“Send over the spirit herbs. I’ll comnce refining the Body Tempering Pill and naturally pause to rest,” Braydon instructed, facing the window with hands clasped behind his back, overlooking the Oracle Palace in its entirety.
With Xetsa departing to retrieve the necessary thousand-year-old herbs, Braydon resud his cross-legged position, delving once more into profound cultivation.
This ti, his aim was to ascend to the supre pinnacle realm.
His spiritual aperture had already opened, his ntal power attaining stage six, and his vitality requiring only surpassing 1.28 million Na to enter the supre pinnacle realm—the threshold of the emperor realm.
Once he entered the supre pinnacle realm, he would be able to go against emperors.
Failure to defeat an emperor would render his position a mockery.
Ard with the Spirit Summoning Monarch Art, he could harness the power of the stars to bolster his might, ensuring his capability to vanquish an emperor.
Deep in ditation, Braydon’s dedication to cultivation persisted.
Upon Xetsa’s return, she found herself unable to intervene, instead quietly placing the spirit herbs down and maintaining a vigilant watch outside the palace, warding off any potential disturbances.
anwhile, within another palace in the Oracle Palace, Rayha Qhobela spoke softly, “He has advanced the Great Void of Kylo Art to the fifth level. His pace of cultivation rivals ours. He instructed Xetsa to procure spirit herbs for refining the Body Tempering Pill. It’s quite surprising.”
“I’ve ntioned before, that lad is of a different caliber. His ambitions surpass our imaginations. He aims to ascend to the tri-emperor realm within a year!”
The man in green stood by the window, gazing towards Braydon’s palace.
At that mont, he was taken aback.
The peak of the emperor realm was the tri-emperor realm.
It stood as an elusive goal, a concept proposed by an ancient ancestor in Hansworth.
For 1,600 years, none had achieved this theoretical peak of cultivation.
The tri-emperor realm demanded mastery in all three facets: vitality, martial arts, and body tempering.
If he were to ascend to the tri-emperor realm, he was likely comparable to a quasi-divine.
The Northern King possessed a ferocious deanor, capable of dominating vast territories within ten thousand miles like a tiger.
His audacity surpassed that of his peers.
Surveying the world, how many could claim the title of the Northern King at such a tender age, commanding legions of armored elites across the desert?
The Northern King, heralded from youth, demonstrated maturity beyond his years, intelligence surpassing his peers, and ambitions transcending those of his ntors.
Yet, Braydon cared not for the title of the Northern King, nor the emperor’s throne in the capital.
His desire lay in claiming the position as the world’s number one martial artist.
From a young age, his aspiration was to stand at the zenith of martial prowess, subjugating nations under the banner of the Northern King.
His ambition extended to conquering a hundred countries single-handedly, asserting dominion over the global stage as the Garrison King.
Alone in his palace, Braydon focused on ascending to the supre pinnacle realm.
Starting from the sovereign pinnacle realm with a vitality of 641,000 Na, his pursuit of the supre pinnacle realm was projected to take two months.
Two months passed in the blink of an eye, neither fleeting nor dragging.
Braydon, imrsed in cultivation, surrounded himself with a constant swirl of purple Qi, day and night.
With each breath, the purple Qi perated his being, infusing him with its energy.
After 64 days, Braydon ascended above the Oracle Palace, reaching the supre pinnacle realm—a figure akin to a true dragon.
His vitality blazed like the sun, his fists capable of shattering mountains, his strength akin to the vast ocean.
The supre pinnacle realm marked the final step before the emperor realm, a testant to Braydon’s relentless dedication.
From the sovereign pinnacle realm to the supre pinnacle realm in 64 days—a duration nearly identical to the ti he had spent before.
Ever since Braydon and Matu Joko agreed on a year’s ti, Braydon had dedicated a month to perfecting the third red lotus on his right shoulder. Later, he re-established his pinnacle cultivation, investing 128 days to breach the supre pinnacle realm.
Surpassing the vitality limit of the sovereign pinnacle, which stood at 1.28 million Na, Braydon’s vitality soared to 1,281,000 Na, marking his entry into the supre pinnacle realm—the ninth level of the pinnacle realm.
“Five months have elapsed since our one-year agreent,” Braydon remarked softly. “Less than seven months remain.”
In just four months, Braydon’s progression from the low-level pinnacle realm to the supre pinnacle realm showcased a terrifying velocity of advancent.
“You’ve truly reached the supre pinnacle realm!” Xetsa exclaid in astonishnt as she entered the room.
“Indeed,” Braydon replied, rising with a faint smile.
A golden light emanated from the spiritual aperture between his eyebrows, signifying his unparalleled mastery.
During these two months, Braydon imrsed himself in the cultivation of the Great Void of Kylo Art, day and night, witnessing a steady increase in his ntal power.
His ntal power underwent yet another breakthrough, ascending to the seventh stage, amplifying his strength several-fold in just a few short months.
The question lingered: could his current prowess vanquish an emperor?
The answer remained elusive.
“Your progress is astonishingly rapid. You must rember to temper your pace and maintain equilibrium,” Xetsa advised, offering him a void pouch.
Accepting the pouch with a smile, Braydon contemplated.
Was his cultivation truly swift, or rely a release from the confines constraining his innate potential?
“I’ll join you for a stroll around the Imperial City today,” Xetsa proposed, taking the initiative.
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