Chapter 1641: The Ninth Level Chapter 1641: The Ninth Level Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation He didn’t know about the purity of the Northern Army, nor did they understand that the n of the Northern Army were inherently pure soldiers. They charged forward without hesitation, ready to draw their swords and face death head-on.
That was why Braydon Neal had often been disappointed in people. He had contemplated giving up many tis, forsaking glory and wealth. Yet, after enduring countless hardships, he couldn’t bear to part with the Northern Army. He refused to let go because letting go was simply not an option for Braydon.
After a long silence, Braydon spoke again, “This system has its rits.
It reveals the true nature of people to outsiders.” Iason Foster studied Braydon intently. He hadn’t expected Braydon to discern the underlying motives behind the reward system.
Under this system, if anyone were willing to sacrifice their comrades and the wounded for the sake of battle rits, did they think the camp’s guardians were blind? Did they think the Virtual Spirit Association associated with the virtual artifact was just for show? The race thoroughly vetted individuals before grooming them. They couldn’t afford to nurture anyone with malicious intentions. If they did, it could chill the hearts of many.
Braydon continued, addressing Luther Carden, “Inform the commanders that the surplus battle rits will be distributed by the military.” Luke Yates stord over indignantly.
“Brother, what’s going on in the military camp?
Why am I being awarded extra battle rits?
They ntioned sothing about an additional reward for the commander?
I don’t want it, I won’t accept it!” “Brother, the battle rits earned by the n of the Northern Army cannot be tainted by outsiders, nor can they be distributed arbitrarily!” Frediano Jadanza’s face betrayed his anger. They felt these battle rits were tarnished.
The young troublemakers felt their hands and heart burn with anticipation!
Luke was known for stirring up trouble, but he had a strong sense of right and wrong and cared deeply for his brothers.
Iason silently stepped back, understanding that the military camp’s reward system was a reflection of people’s intentions.
“Let Luther handle the distribution of rewards to all the lieutenant commanders and regintal commanders,” Braydon said softly.
“They’ve given it to us freely, so why not?
With Luther managing it, there won’t be any taint.” “You old coot, are there any big perks in the military depot?
Can you get so?” Luke began exploiting the military system again.
“Get lost!” Luther’s expression darkened.
“You dare to scold ?” “Brother!” Luke protested angrily.
“That old man is picking on again!” “Alright, enough fooling around.
The demon camp is approaching.
Inform everyone to prepare for battle.
We’ll settle everything after the fight.” Braydon’s deanor hardened as he spotted a distant black planet rapidly approaching.
With swift action, all the commanders of the Northern Army dispersed. The battle was underway, and everyone had their roles to play!
The massive black planet exuded confidence, maintaining its speed as it crashed headlong into the teor Sea.
Within the teor Sea, the Northern Army had strategically withdrawn, watching coldly from the sidelines.
The black planet surged forward, shattering the defensive formations spanning over a hundred miles away. Yet, its triumph was short-lived.
The entire 20,000-mile radius was enveloped by activated killing formations!
From the black planet erged a legion of demon beasts, their numbers beyond estimation. Each ter within the 20,000-mile radius was marked by deadly red light beams, totaling over a hundred million in number.
These beams instantly engaged, cutting down the demon beasts charging forth like grass under a scythe!
More terrifyingly, the red light beams stirred a primal urge for bloodlust.
Demon beasts were inherently defenseless against such asures. Their ferocity availed them naught as the army suffered a devastating blow, with over 100,000 demon beasts falling in an instant to the array.
“Where did you find such an ancient killing formation?” Iason was astounded.
“I stumbled upon it.” “He’s arrived!” Braydon smiled, his eyes serious.
A trendous surge of power emanated from the black planet—a nirvana cultivator’s aura!
Borhati Kadeye swept aside the red light, his expression turning icy. “I haven’t seen a red light killing formation in years.
To find one here is unexpected!” “The young master of the nine-headed snake tribe has graced us with his presence.
How rare!” A calm voice echoed from the distant starry expanse.
The white-haired patrol envoy had arrived!
“Braedy Leite!” “You dare to show your face!” Borhati sneered.
“Why wouldn’t I?” Braedy moved through the air, unwilling to allow Borhati to dismantle the killing formation. He slowly drew an ancient sword from his back and spoke softly, “If I slay the young master of the nine-headed snake tribe today, his elder brother in the core battlefield may be summoned back by the race for inquiry!” “You’re at the fourth level of the nirvana realm, yet you dare to challenge ?” Borhati surged forward through the killing formation.
He had a strategy—to eliminate Braedy first, then draw out the possessor of the Ten Thousand Transformations Monarch Art before retreating. After all, humans were not to be trifled with. They too had their experts.
Braedy shifted slightly, releasing his aura.
What sort of fourth level nirvana was this? His aura spiked suddenly, growing increasingly fearso!
“Fifth level of nirvana?” Borhati was shocked and then incensed.
“No, that’s not right.
Sixth level of nirvana?
No, that’s not it either.
You…” With each step, Braedy’s aura continued to climb.
Ninth level of nirvana!
Only then did it seem to reach its peak.
“How did your cultivation surge so drastically?” Borhati asked incredulously.
“This is impossible!” “Our race possesses ti-space treasures as nurous as the stars.
A thousand years within is akin to a year in the outside world.
What’s impossible about that?” With a head full of silver hair, Braedy appeared aged beyond reckoning.
He concealed his cultivation level, biding his ti for the demons’ arrival.
Then, he would strike.
Braedy’s long-awaited arrival was now evident.
Borhati clenched her teeth, unwilling to concede. What he coveted most was the Ten Thousand Transformations Monarch Art!
“I bear the bloodline of the nine-headed divine snake,” he murmured hoarsely.
“Even though you have reached the nirvana realm, you’re still human.
I can contend with you!” “Do you think humans haven’t shed enough demon blood?” Braedy smiled faintly.
Borhati’s expression soured instantly. The history of their races was etched in bloodshed.
He surged forward.
A nirvana realm battle.
What sort of techniques did a nirvana realm entity wield?
Braydon was eager to witness.
Strange blossoms surrounded by nirvana fire, a terror to all races in the universe. Any being below the nirvana realm who encountered nirvana fire would likely perish.
Braedy lifted his ancient sword.
Seemingly devoid of power, yet it manipulated ti.
A deliberate, unhurried motion.
“The path of ti?” Braydon’s eyes glead.
Indeed, it was the path of ti!
Braedy practiced both swordsmanship and the path of ti.
Two paths of cultivation!
Yet, the path of ti was renowned as one of the most daunting paths in the universe to master.
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